The New Yorker

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I didn't mention Blackagar, but I said that Maximus was the King. I also didn't say Rynda and Agon were dead, just that they were critically wounded in the battle. Also I figured out from your information when the battle would have took place and dated it. I guess we can share Gorgon, the core characteristics can easily be transferred, though I'm not planning on keeping him as a main supporter for that long.

@Eru Iluvatar

That's fair. I think he'll play a slight role in my story. At least when we move it up to the secret wars business.

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Since the introduction of Black Bolt, I have subsequently dispelled any further caution in the Inhuman Royal Family and name-dropped them all, bringing in Gorgon at the same time. Sorry if this inconveniences anyone, especially you NY. Just message here if you want to claim any others for your immediate supporting cast.

@Eru Iluvatar

No, I was meaning to say earlier to include Gorgon as my team. It should be noted however that Black Bolt almost doesn't exist at this point and most people know Rynda and Agon were the last rulers of the Inhumans. I wouldn't mind Karnak discovering Black Bolt's identity, however, through some research. I haven't read your post, so I don't know if it interferes with any ideas I had. I'll let you know if I notice anything.

Thanks man, same to you, really interested in seeing where you're bringing Daredevil. I'll start on my 3rd post then apply for my villain. Hint: If you read back through my posts, I've already hinted as to who he might be. Also, does anyone have a better name for the organic drive in Taskmasters head? I've been trying to think of a better name but so far, none have come up :/

@Nightraider

Thanks! I hope I don't disappoint. I don't have any ideas now, but if I think of any, I'll make sure to tell you.

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Cool post, @Nightraider.

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

While there is a three-character limit in place, that rule is there to prevent people from spamming multiple characters, make a few posts, and then disappear. Furthermore, the rules only mention being given a second and third character. So, New Yorker, just pm me about any deals that you feel need to be hashed out. Right now, I will say that four characters will be the hard limit (although the rules hint at three). The fourth character I will hand out from a case by case basis, with me taking into account multiple variables (like reliability and such). Right now, I feel comfortable giving you a fourth character, as long as you think you can manage four. Also, for everyone else, this does NOT mean that I will refuse you all from making a fourth character. If you stay with us and post consistently, then there is a good chance I might give you that extra character.

@Dedonus

That is, if anybody wants it

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Player Name: The New Yorker Character Name: Blackagar Boltagon Moral Alignment: Hero Affiliations: The Inhumans

@The New Yorker

Black Bolt is accepted.

@Dedonus

Good to hear! It should be noted that the Gambit storyline will be on a short hiatus while Rogue's storyline reaches a confluence with the former's. When that happens I imagine there will be a volley of collab's following. While we wait I decided to bring out Black Bolt to fill the void. I expect a few of my characters will have hiatus' like this, which I'm thankful for, but which also compels me to present one more character. I'm fairly confident that I can handle one more, but if anyone objects, I'd have to consider that, if at least for the efficacy of the RP. Barring objections, however, I'm considering a Baron Zemo CS. There is not a single PC villain character, and I think Zemo will be a really good universal enemy; enough that he can sufficiently fill in that gap, that is. Now that I've gotten DD & BB out of the way, I can clearly see what path I want for Zemo to take. It is, however, a little overarching, which is why I'd need to hash things out with Dedonus. I'm thinking that the free-form nature of the RP lends to the concept of vastly different yet potent arcs induced primarily by the PC's actions and the player's imagination. And what I mean by that is: players can cause momentous shifts in occurrences (canonical arcs) within this universe on a whim, as long as it's partnered by sufficient excuse. This kinda ties in with the other conversation we were having earlier. Primarily in the context of "how much power do players have", I suppose. Let me know if I'm not making sense or if you need clarification. Be aware, however, that I don't intend to outline what I have in store for Baron Zemo until I'm allowed to present a CS.

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Player Name: The New Yorker Character Name: Blackagar Boltagon Moral Alignment: Hero Affiliations: The Inhumans

Character Bio & Background At what some considered the new height of Attilan culture and societal stability, two of the greatest and most powerful minds bore a child, one of limitless potential and ability even so young as he was. His mother Rynda, Director and first chair of the prenatal care center and Queen of the Inhumans, had organized a project to subject her unborn child, still but an embryo, to the mutagenic effects of Terrigenisis. The baby was born with the unwieldy ability to absorb and disperse the electron energy around him. In order to protect the baby and others around him, Blackagar was put into a hyper isolation chamber and settled into an energy harness. This is where he would be raised for the next 15 years in relative ease, learning to control his powers along with everything else the Inhuman heir apparent learns. This is where his story of achievement and success ends. Unbeknownst to the prodigal son, sheltered deep within the Attilan Royal chambers, he had a brother, indeed, a twin brother. Maximus was paraded about as a trophy. He was smart, powerful, sophisticated, and docile, easily brought out during speeches or feasts. Everyone knew, however, that Maximus was just the opening act, simply an appetizer for the main course. Indeed, everyone knew this, except Blackagar himself. Max became thoroughly unhappy with his lot in life, his hampered dreams and aspirations. He’d been doing research, using his uncanny powers of mind control and astral projection in order to delve deep into the darkest secrets Attilan had to offer. And at the center of it, he found the Kree. Maximus conspired throughout his adolescence to find some way to usurp his brother’s position, and perhaps even that of his parent’s. Max learned that the tales and legends of Attilan being the Great Refuge, a totally isolated nation, were complete fabrications. The Inhumans and the Humans roamed the lands together at one point, indeed, some still do. So why should they be allowed to flourish beyond the confines of the bubble and Max could not? So, he devised a terrible plot to exploit this web of lies. If the people of Attilan were content with delusions and false pretenses, Maximus could provide better than anyone. Max went about signaling the Kree to the Inhuman’s location. He did so in such a way that the Kree would be at a disadvantage when they arrived, doubling down on his own people by warning them before-hand. When the exploratory forces of the Kree landed in the Atlanitc they were met by a bevy of some of the most powerful members of the Royal family and their companions. Max was among them. He controlled the battle like a marionettist, making sure both his mother and father were critically wounded, but also making sure the Kree were forced to flee. With the first strike of the invasion out of the way, the King and Queen in dire conditions, and Maximus coming out victorious, all that is left is to occlude Blackagar. With each attentive and caring mind clouded by Maximus’ incredible mental abilities, he is able to take the throne at the age of 16. With this seat of power Maximus is able to keep his parents disabled and unconscious while his brother is locked in a cell no one knows of. For five years he rules, and no one seems to notice that he’s not supposed to be there. Perhaps because of how easy everything is. Perhaps it’s because the Kree threat is behind them and in front of them at equal measure. Max cares not as he sips wine from his gilded cup in the throne room. He makes trips to the surface every few months without anyone noticing—well, almost anyone. The irony of the situation is that Maximus revealed himself and his plot to his brother, letting him rot in the cell with only his thoughts and a few scraps a week to feed him. Any attempt Maximus made to control his brother failed, as did his attempts to impose amnesia. For five years Blackagar lives in a darkly lit chamber, fastened tightly into an energy harness. He meditates in order to stay calm, retrieve sweet memories of when his parents would come to visit him. For five years he lives in exile in the Royal chambers. All the while he is periodically taken care of by his first cousin Medusa, a beautiful girl with the sweetest caring eyes, and rolling hills of crimson hair. On Blackagar’s 21st birthday Medusa is sent to feed the young man, usually aided by Maximus, who wipes her mind afterwards. This time, however, Maximus rushes off on an expedition to the Antarctic, leaving the two together without surveillance. On this day Blackagar will finally be free. Powers and abilities Ambient Particle & Electron Harnessing: Black Bolt's primary superhuman ability is the power to harness electrons. The speech center of his brain contains a unique organic mechanism that's able to generate an unknown particle that interacts with the electrons he absorbs to create certain phenomena that are determined by his mental control.

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 Quasi-Sonic Scream: Black Bolt's most devastating offensive weapon, and one of the phenomena based upon the particle interaction, is his actual voice. A whisper can level a city, cause distant dormant volcanoes to become active once more, shake entire continents apart and generate tremors on the far side of the planet. A hypersonic shout has been said to generate enough force to destroy planets. Due to the constant and extreme danger posed by his voice, he has undergone rigorous mental training to prevent himself from uttering even the smallest sound, even while asleep. Recently it has been shown that Black Bolt's scream is tied into his emotions, especially anger. This in turn would mean that the power of his scream would depend on his emotional state in at least some way. It would explain the somewhat significant difference of the power released by his quasi-sonic scream.  Particle & Electron Channeling: Black Bolt wears a metallic, fork-shaped antenna upon his brow that allows him to focus and channel his powers in more directed and less destructive ways. This antenna monitor's the speech center of his brain and allows him to direct quantities of the unknown particles to create controlled phenomena, such as enhancing his physical strength beyond his normal limits. He can also channel all the available energy he has into one arm for a single, massively powerful punch called the Master Blow. The exertion from this, however, taxes his ability to employ the energy to its full power for a short time.  Particle & Electron Manipulation: Black Bolt can also direct the unknown particle outwards without the use of his vocal chords. He can route the particles through his arms and create small yet vastly powerful blasts of concussive force. He can also form a field of highly active electrons around his body with a wave of his hand. This field can deflect projectiles. Black Bolt can also create enough iteration between the electron and particle energies to generate fields solid enough for him to travel over.  Matter & Energy Manipulation: Through an unknown method, Black Bolt has shown numerous times that he has the ability to manipulate matter and energy to an unknown degree. He has shown the ability to transmute the elements, turn water into ice, create multiple toys out of thin air by re-arranging the molecular structure, and was able to block the powers of others through his abilities; in turn denying them the access to their abilities.  Telepathy: Black Bolt has strong psychic resistance, as evident when he was able to easily resist the mental abilities of his powerful brother.  Anti-Gravitational Flight: Black Bolt can also harness the unknown particles his brain generates to interact with electrons to create anti-gravitons that enable him to defy gravity. By emitting a jet of rapidly moving particle / electron interaction by-product while enveloped by anti-gravitons. The anti-graviton field also serves to protect Black Bolt from the detrimental effects of rapid movement through the atmosphere although it's not necessarily needed.

Inhuman Physiology: Like all Inhumans, Black Bolt's natural physiology grants him a number of superhuman physical attributes but because of the genetic tampering before birth, Black Bolt's physical abilities are significantly superior to most other members of his race.

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 Superhuman Strength: Black Bolt, like all Inhumans, is superhumanly strong. He is able to lift about 1 ton. However, he can augment his physical strength by channeling the necessary particle energy through his body.  Superhuman Speed: Black Bolt can run and move at speeds that are beyond the natural physical limits of the finest human athlete.  Superhuman Stamina: Black Bolt's Inhuman musculature generates less fatigue toxins than the musculature of a normal human, even the finest human athlete. At his peak, he can exert himself for several days before the build up of fatigue toxins in his blood begins to impair him.  Superhuman Durability: Black Bolt's body is incredibly resistant to all forms of physical damage. Black Bolt is resistant to great impact forces, such as falling from a height of several stories that would severely injure or kill a human being unharmed. Black Bolt is capable of withstanding extreme temperatures, such as the cold in space, or the heat from re-entry.  Superhuman Agility: Black Bolt's agility, balance, and bodily coordination are enhanced to levels that are beyond the natural physical limits of the finest human athlete.  Superhuman Reflexes: Black Bolt's reflexes are beyond those of the finest human athlete.  Superhuman Longevity: Like all Inhumans, Black Bolt has a natural lifespan that is at least twice the average lifespan of a human being.

Sample Story Arcs Blackness descends: Blackagar escapes from the prison his brother has made for him and frees the Attilan’s from their own mental prisons. That’s only the beginning as the Inhumans face old and new threats. Blackness repents: After picking up the pieces and retrieving lost ties, Black Bolt must find a new home for his people. Blackness ascends: The Inhumans, in their desperation and sadness, look up to the skies for a reprieve.

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The steel barred door is flanked on either side by radiant blue neon lights, glowing somberly in dark green corridor. Medusa’s writhing plumage is shocked by the bright light, as it almost always is. She holds a silver tray in her delicate hands as a tremor passes through her body. She knows this place, her hair knows this place, yet she cannot draw that image from her memory, as if it is blocked from her. The eerie feeling followers behind her as she opens the door with a loud click and walks down the long hall. Blackagar opened one eye when he heard the sound of the door open, allowing his cold blue orb to shine in the darkness. . He could hear the footsteps, heeled and measured, nervous though, there was no second set. He knew who it was and he lifted himself from his meditation position, knees bent under him, and stood straight. Medusa appeared behind the glass pane that kept him separated from the outside. Her green eyes met his blues for a moment and she shivered somewhere inside. She coyly made her way to the door and placed the contents of the tray in the compartment there, which would subsequently deliver it to Blackagar. He ignored the food and stared at her, looking around to see if Maximus had joined her. He hadn’t. Blackagar’s black hair reached his ears and he was growing a little beard, but his blue and white harness seemed pristine. Medusa avoided eye contact for a little while, but decided that she had to look, she couldn’t bare not returning a gaze so powerful, so intent. He spoke volumes with his eyes. The pain and the anger crossed his cheeks like a scar and the sadness filled his eyes. Medusa couldn’t bare the hurt he seemed to be in, her hair reacted to him as well; each strand seemed to want to touch him. She lifted her hand to the glass and offered a sympathetic eye. Blackagar lifted his hand as well. They stared into eachother’s eyes for longer than Medusa had ever looked at anyone. She’d fallen asleep in his gaze. Then his eyes flicked, and he blinked. His boyish face came up with a troublesome look and his eyes darted off to his right. Medusa looked off to her left, exactly where he’d looked, and she noticed the keypad there. She understood what he wanted, then felt a pang of disappointment. “I don’t…” she started. Blackagar shifted his head only an inch, forced his palm against the glass, and his affects changed totally. She understood what he was saying then too, ”I will help,” is what he’d said, ”I will help you.” She nodded and he began demonstrating numbers to input.

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Loving it. I did not reveal anything to do with the Kree, but I think with Karnak's standing in society a simple edit won't matter. I was thinking of a whole 'blue Gods' thing and then a reveal that they are cruel aliens, but I'm thinking of too many storylines anyway so it's fine. Also, I'd really like to tie in a 'mental takeover' by Maximus with Karnak and his current arc with the escaped Inhumans. Perhaps Maximus affected the Terrigenesis in some way? It would be awesome for just the royal family to be the only ones left against a plethora of mind-controlled lesser Inhumans. You can control Black Bolt and Medusa and Maximus, I Karnak and Triton, and we can collaborate :D What do you think?

@Eru Iluvatar

I feel like Terrigenisis is one of those things no one wants to mess with, not even Maximus.Though, we could work something out if you're really interested in going that route. I just figured that as long as Maximus wiped the minds of everyone who knew about Blackagar, which is a relatively small number, he wouldn't have to work too hard to keep his place. I see him more as a spoiled kid than an evil dictator, though that will come. I like your idea about the family against the world though, I can see that working out. I'm hoping this will lead right into Blackagar's rise to the throne, something that comes with it's own set of implications. I'm excited for us to start collabing. We can work out the details via PM.

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Player Name: The New Yorker Character Name: Blackagar Boltagon Moral Alignment: Hero Affiliations: The Inhumans Character Bio & Background At what some considered the new height of Attilan culture and societal stability, two of the greatest and most powerful minds bore a child, one of limitless potential and ability even so young as he was. His mother Rynda, Director and first chair of the prenatal care center and Queen of the Inhumans, had organized a project to subject her unborn child, still but an embryo, to the mutagenic effects of Terrigenisis. The baby was born with the unwieldy ability to absorb and disperse the electron energy around him. In order to protect the baby and others around him, Blackagar was put into a hyper isolation chamber and settled into an energy harness. This is where he would be raised for the next 15 years in relative ease, learning to control his powers along with everything else the Inhuman heir apparent learns. This is where his story of achievement and success ends. Unbeknownst to the prodigal son, sheltered deep within the Attilan Royal chambers, he had a brother, indeed, a twin brother. Maximus was paraded about as a trophy. He was smart, powerful, sophisticated, and docile, easily brought out during speeches or feasts. Everyone knew, however, that Maximus was just the opening act, simply an appetizer for the main course. Indeed, everyone knew this, except Blackagar himself. Max became thoroughly unhappy with his lot in life, his hampered dreams and aspirations. He’d been doing research, using his uncanny powers of mind control and astral projection in order to delve deep into the darkest secrets Attilan had to offer. And at the center of it, he found the Kree. Maximus conspired throughout his adolescence to find some way to usurp his brother’s position, and perhaps even that of his parent’s. Max learned that the tales and legends of Attilan being the Great Refuge, a totally isolated nation, were complete fabrications. The Inhumans and the Humans roamed the lands together at one point, indeed, some still do. So why should they be allowed to flourish beyond the confines of the bubble and Max could not? So, he devised a terrible plot to exploit this web of lies. If the people of Attilan were content with delusions and false pretenses, Maximus could provide better than anyone. Max went about signaling the Kree to the Inhuman’s location. He did so in such a way that the Kree would be at a disadvantage when they arrived, doubling down on his own people by warning them before-hand. When the exploratory forces of the Kree landed in the Atlanitc they were met by a bevy of some of the most powerful members of the Royal family and their companions. Max was among them. He controlled the battle like a marionettist, making sure both his mother and father were critically wounded, but also making sure the Kree were forced to flee. With the first strike of the invasion out of the way, the King and Queen in dire conditions, and Maximus coming out victorious, all that is left is to occlude Blackagar. With each attentive and caring mind clouded by Maximus’ incredible mental abilities, he is able to take the throne at the age of 16. With this seat of power Maximus is able to keep his parents disabled and unconscious while his brother is locked in a cell no one knows of. For five years he rules, and no one seems to notice that he’s not supposed to be there. Perhaps because of how easy everything is. Perhaps it’s because the Kree threat is behind them and in front of them at equal measure. Max cares not as he sips wine from his gilded cup in the throne room. He makes trips to the surface every few months without anyone noticing—well, almost anyone. The irony of the situation is that Maximus revealed himself and his plot to his brother, letting him rot in the cell with only his thoughts and a few scraps a week to feed him. Any attempt Maximus made to control his brother failed, as did his attempts to impose amnesia. For five years Blackagar lives in a darkly lit chamber, fastened tightly into an energy harness. He meditates in order to stay calm, retrieve sweet memories of when his parents would come to visit him. For five years he lives in exile in the Royal chambers. All the while he is periodically taken care of by his first cousin Medusa, a beautiful girl with the sweetest caring eyes, and rolling hills of crimson hair. On Blackagar’s 21st birthday Medusa is sent to feed the young man, usually aided by Maximus, who wipes her mind afterwards. This time, however, Maximus rushes off on an expedition to the Antarctic, leaving the two together without surveillance. On this day Blackagar will finally be free. Powers and abilities Ambient Particle & Electron Harnessing: Black Bolt's primary superhuman ability is the power to harness electrons. The speech center of his brain contains a unique organic mechanism that's able to generate an unknown particle that interacts with the electrons he absorbs to create certain phenomena that are determined by his mental control.

Hider

 Quasi-Sonic Scream: Black Bolt's most devastating offensive weapon, and one of the phenomena based upon the particle interaction, is his actual voice. A whisper can level a city, cause distant dormant volcanoes to become active once more, shake entire continents apart and generate tremors on the far side of the planet. A hypersonic shout has been said to generate enough force to destroy planets. Due to the constant and extreme danger posed by his voice, he has undergone rigorous mental training to prevent himself from uttering even the smallest sound, even while asleep. Recently it has been shown that Black Bolt's scream is tied into his emotions, especially anger. This in turn would mean that the power of his scream would depend on his emotional state in at least some way. It would explain the somewhat significant difference of the power released by his quasi-sonic scream.  Particle & Electron Channeling: Black Bolt wears a metallic, fork-shaped antenna upon his brow that allows him to focus and channel his powers in more directed and less destructive ways. This antenna monitor's the speech center of his brain and allows him to direct quantities of the unknown particles to create controlled phenomena, such as enhancing his physical strength beyond his normal limits. He can also channel all the available energy he has into one arm for a single, massively powerful punch called the Master Blow. The exertion from this, however, taxes his ability to employ the energy to its full power for a short time.  Particle & Electron Manipulation: Black Bolt can also direct the unknown particle outwards without the use of his vocal chords. He can route the particles through his arms and create small yet vastly powerful blasts of concussive force. He can also form a field of highly active electrons around his body with a wave of his hand. This field can deflect projectiles. Black Bolt can also create enough iteration between the electron and particle energies to generate fields solid enough for him to travel over.  Matter & Energy Manipulation: Through an unknown method, Black Bolt has shown numerous times that he has the ability to manipulate matter and energy to an unknown degree. He has shown the ability to transmute the elements, turn water into ice, create multiple toys out of thin air by re-arranging the molecular structure, and was able to block the powers of others through his abilities; in turn denying them the access to their abilities.  Telepathy: Black Bolt has strong psychic resistance, as evident when he was able to easily resist the mental abilities of his powerful brother.  Anti-Gravitational Flight: Black Bolt can also harness the unknown particles his brain generates to interact with electrons to create anti-gravitons that enable him to defy gravity. By emitting a jet of rapidly moving particle / electron interaction by-product while enveloped by anti-gravitons. The anti-graviton field also serves to protect Black Bolt from the detrimental effects of rapid movement through the atmosphere although it's not necessarily needed.

Inhuman Physiology: Like all Inhumans, Black Bolt's natural physiology grants him a number of superhuman physical attributes but because of the genetic tampering before birth, Black Bolt's physical abilities are significantly superior to most other members of his race.

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 Superhuman Strength: Black Bolt, like all Inhumans, is superhumanly strong. He is able to lift about 1 ton. However, he can augment his physical strength by channeling the necessary particle energy through his body.  Superhuman Speed: Black Bolt can run and move at speeds that are beyond the natural physical limits of the finest human athlete.  Superhuman Stamina: Black Bolt's Inhuman musculature generates less fatigue toxins than the musculature of a normal human, even the finest human athlete. At his peak, he can exert himself for several days before the build up of fatigue toxins in his blood begins to impair him.  Superhuman Durability: Black Bolt's body is incredibly resistant to all forms of physical damage. Black Bolt is resistant to great impact forces, such as falling from a height of several stories that would severely injure or kill a human being unharmed. Black Bolt is capable of withstanding extreme temperatures, such as the cold in space, or the heat from re-entry.  Superhuman Agility: Black Bolt's agility, balance, and bodily coordination are enhanced to levels that are beyond the natural physical limits of the finest human athlete.  Superhuman Reflexes: Black Bolt's reflexes are beyond those of the finest human athlete.  Superhuman Longevity: Like all Inhumans, Black Bolt has a natural lifespan that is at least twice the average lifespan of a human being.

Sample Story Arcs Blackness descends: Blackagar escapes from the prison his brother has made for him and frees the Attilan’s from their own mental prisons. That’s only the beginning as the Inhumans face old and new threats. Blackness repents: After picking up the pieces and retrieving lost ties, Black Bolt must find a new home for his people. Blackness ascends: The Inhumans, in their desperation and sadness, look up to the skies for a reprieve.

Sample Post

The steel barred door is flanked on either side by radiant blue neon lights, glowing somberly in dark green corridor. Medusa’s writhing plumage is shocked by the bright light, as it almost always is. She holds a silver tray in her delicate hands as a tremor passes through her body. She knows this place, her hair knows this place, yet she cannot draw that image from her memory, as if it is blocked from her. The eerie feeling followers behind her as she opens the door with a loud click and walks down the long hall. Blackagar opened one eye when he heard the sound of the door open, allowing his cold blue orb to shine in the darkness. . He could hear the footsteps, heeled and measured, nervous though, there was no second set. He knew who it was and he lifted himself from his meditation position, knees bent under him, and stood straight. Medusa appeared behind the glass pane that kept him separated from the outside. Her green eyes met his blues for a moment and she shivered somewhere inside. She coyly made her way to the door and placed the contents of the tray in the compartment there, which would subsequently deliver it to Blackagar. He ignored the food and stared at her, looking around to see if Maximus had joined her. He hadn’t. Blackagar’s black hair reached his ears and he was growing a little beard, but his blue and white harness seemed pristine. Medusa avoided eye contact for a little while, but decided that she had to look, she couldn’t bare not returning a gaze so powerful, so intent. He spoke volumes with his eyes. The pain and the anger crossed his cheeks like a scar and the sadness filled his eyes. Medusa couldn’t bare the hurt he seemed to be in, her hair reacted to him as well; each strand seemed to want to touch him. She lifted her hand to the glass and offered a sympathetic eye. Blackagar lifted his hand as well. They stared into eachother’s eyes for longer than Medusa had ever looked at anyone. She’d fallen asleep in his gaze. Then his eyes flicked, and he blinked. His boyish face came up with a troublesome look and his eyes darted off to his right. Medusa looked off to her left, exactly where he’d looked, and she noticed the keypad there. She understood what he wanted, then felt a pang of disappointment. “I don’t…” she started. Blackagar shifted his head only an inch, forced his palm against the glass, and his affects changed totally. She understood what he was saying then too, ”I will help,” is what he’d said, ”I will help you.” She nodded and he began demonstrating numbers to input.

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Post up.

I'd like to have a DD post up soon. Maybe before walking dead tonight. If not, count on it tomorrow, along with a new CS from me. Haven't decided which.

@The New Yorker

Not to influence your decision or anything but... *cough* Black Bolt *cough*

@Eru Iluvatar

Very subtle. I hardly got your meaning there :p You may find yourself pleasantly surprised tomorrow, Eru.

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

Summer, 2012 Late Evening Bronx, New York

Matthew could feel a sharp wind cross his bare back as he crossed the length of his apartment roof. He’d paced it out throughout the evening, noting where all obstroctions laid. He spoke to his supper and was able to work out a deal for the use of the hard bottomed space for practice and training. Generally this meant installing a few balance beams and punching bags, which would be easy enough with a little help from friends. He would have to use a good chuck of what little he had of his inheritance in order to fund the set-up, but this new job with the Nelson firm should allow him to bounce back easily enough. A small flight of pigeons cooed near a pile of seeds to Matthew’s right, he could hear their pecking and the sounds of their sharp claws etching on the concrete. His attention was drawn to them in such a way as he had not experienced before, something deep and attentive was pulled from somewhere within. And he could smell the seeds they kicked up, mixed with their feathers and the smell of cloth and detergent drifting up from the nearby laundromat. He could nearly see the birds, nearly understand them. And then, with the singular clicking from one of the birds, Matt received a clear image of the gathering of pigeons. All lined up along the side of the stone rooftop overlooking the stark skyline painted dark by the brilliant, invisible sunset behind it. The image he received was almost entirely contrasting shades with unusual dark green and blue outlines in some places, but it was entirely marvelous to him. His hand came to his mouth and he murmered something even he couldn’t understand, and his eyes watered to saturation, though a tear could not fall. This was the third time something like this had happened, and he knew it wasn’t normal. Perhaps it had something to do with toxic materials in the truck. Matt had be told by his doctors that the fluid seemed to have no effect, aside from the obvious, that they could tell, but had destroyed the criminal Matthew was chasing down who’d been covered in the stuff. An investigation is still ongoing as to where the truck was coming from and how it ended up where it was. Almost no progress has been made in the investigation of why these men were doing what they were doing, and why Matthew’s Aunt was a part of it. This temporary sight, and the clearly enhanced auditory and olfactory senses could provide Matthew with a new path of opportunity. The image of his aunt’s crushed face flashed somewhere in Matthew’s consciousness and he grimaced. The heat of anger rose up his neck and he felt the same way he had in the lamplight of the docks; powerful, confident. Matthew clenched one of his fists as he watched the image of the skyline fade from him, and return to nothing. Matthew would have his revenge, he’d decided that in the dying light of his vision. Suddenly the scuffing of sneakers against tile reached Matt’s ears and he was surprised that Karen had been able to get this far without him noticing. The morbid fascinations still hung to him like smoke to a fireman and he considered praying to make it go away; he needn’t spoil Karen with thoughts like that. She approached carefully and grabbed at his wrist first like she always did. He faked a smile through the fog of anger and the anxiety of redemption and he wondered how he’d look after all of it was done. Would he be bathed in blood, as indeed his enemies would be? Would he be the same-- could he be the same? She smelled like lialac for some reason and the residue of envelope glue still stuck to her fingertips. He felt her sweet breath cross his chest and drift to his neck and up his nostrils. Her soft, fluffy lips met his chapped sweaty ones and lingered, her hands circling across his abdomen. “How’d you find me?” Matt asked. “Tom (the supper) told me” Karen responded. “Can’t have secrets these days, can you?” “Not from me.” She retorted, as if hearing his true thoughts. “I brought home something from Red Dragon." “That sound’s good. I’ll meet you downstairs.” He said easily. “You’re sweating bullets, were you just working out up here?” she asked, addressing his shirtlessness among other things. “Yeah, right before you came up.” He responded. It’d been an hour since he’d worked out at all, he was just steaming with anger, with regret, and sorrow, and desperation. If he wanted to be a lawyer he would have to get used to lying, at least a little. Living with Karen would be good practice.

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After a few more moments on the roof alone, Matt made his way downstairs. He ate with his now live-in girlfriend, “watched” some tv, and waited for her to slink off to the bedroom. After Matt was sure Karen was taking a shower he retrieved a case from behind his entertainment console and withdrew the katana therein. He focused on the smell of carbon lifting from the cold steel and rubbed the tip of his finger along the chiseled crevice, letting off a solid chime. An image of the shining sword, with it’s finely crafted handle, struck Matt with an undefinable awe. He saw his future and his past all at once and he simply couldn’t stand the anxiety, and the fear, and the anger which was welling up within him.