webboysurf

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Interested

Marvel: Shadows and Secrets (18+)

So I've been doing a little work with @Alistar Sabbath to bring together the base Alistar has mentioned to life. Below is a basic layout and concept photos to help with the visualization.

Command Center

The Command Center is the fancy term used for the computer and communications center located within the base. The console within the room is fairly advanced, a product of Stark Industries, but has been outfitted and updated for the purposes of crime fighting.

Armory

A product of Alistar's years of existence, the Armory is heaven for gun-nuts. Every firearm ever developed and used for armed conflict can be found in this large room, along with a few other goodies for those not particularly fond of guns.

The Collection

The Collection is a room designed to commemorate the allies of Alistar over the years. Typically, this has been signified by the weapon of choice that Alistar's fallen comrades used in battle, though other mementos, such as pieces of armor or jewelry, also exist within the collection.

Gym

Rather self-explanatory. Vigilantes need to keep in shape, and there's nowhere better than an underground gym with top-of-the-line equipment

Kitchen and Lounge

To tie everything together, even Vigilante's need a place to cool off and cook themselves up a nice meal. A fully stocked pantry and practically any culinary tool or appliance one could ask for are included in this hangout.

Spider-Men

@webboysurf Then you may also discuss if it's you or not.

@tobiax

Was only making a joke m8. Honestly not too concerned, especially if Jackson was unconscious. Won't affect his behavior at all.

Spider-Men

Jackson was also in chemistry and also passed out.

Spider-Men

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Jackson sighed as he had been caught stirring. He could practically feel the eyes on him, and there were so few people awake the teen figured it would be best to come clean. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, staying relatively quiet. He felt clammy and disgusting, a combination he tended to avoid even in the summer. He listened to the tyraid of answers the know-it-all attempted to present. As usual, he stated the obvious and claimed brilliance. A simple existence for a simple man in Jackson's mind.

"Something spreading so fast is weird. A couple of us waking up at around the same time? Ever heard of coincidence? The others'll be up soon and they'll have us all sent home." Jackson rarely let his emotions show so clearly. Probably a combination of sickness and everything else going on. Regardless, his attention turned towards Tess. He had seen her around, one of the other burnout foster kids with a lot of pent-up anger who vented their steam through misdemeanors. She was already combing through the nurse's purse, no surprise there.

"She got any gum in there?"

Red vs Blue: Respawn

I may have some interest.

Marvel: Shadows and Secrets (18+)

Jackson Hurley: AKA Slingshot

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May 6th, 2012
Location: New York

Slingshot made his way through the light traffic with ease, managing to pull out of the alley just before squad cars began to push their search perimeter to incorporate his home. With a few flicks on the bootleg police scanner in front of the passenger seat, the vigilante listened to the local police movement patterns. They weren't looking for him, not in the given vehicle and not in his quick change of clothing. His black leather jacket and lack of a helmet appeared to be paying off as he made his way towards the location Alistar had given him. The drive was relatively boring compared to the high-tension he had faced earlier, between the bar fight and the chase. This was the best action Jax had seen since he had left SHIELD, and he wondered why he had ever left.

Jax pulled up towards the hotel, parking in the garage. Once there, the vigilante took a moment to take a few breaths. He hadn't slept much the night before, having gotten up incredibly early to speak with Mayers. To be fair, Jackson didn't sleep well at all since the warehouse. Once ready to work again, Jax grabbed two of his cases and made his way towards the elevator. Once inside, he followed Alistar's instructions. Penthouse, Basement.... hold.... hold... penthouse. Once the sequence was completed, Jax tapped his foot as he waited to see what would await him when the sequence had completed.

The Marauders (2018)

If anyone has a problem with my post let me know and I'll void/modify it. Figured it was a nice little moment for Dev to show off his little skillset... namely setting up a broken thing so it'll explode, and his strangely high level of intellect in such a specific field.

The Marauders (2018)

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Specialist Devronian Arx

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Dev's heart gave a small flutter at the sound of the order. He immediately jumped up from the turret console, grabbing Death Whistle and making his way up and out of the cockpit, giving the pilot a small wave as she began her maneuvers. He was used to zero G maneuvers at this point, and made his way to his own room. He flipped up his bed, tossing it aside as he stared at his glorious hoard of advanced plastic explosives. He pulled out a duffle bag, placing in around 20 kilos of his own special explosive. Once he had that, he quickly picked up a receiver and a remote switch, tossing them into the bag as he made his way towards the Escape Pods.

Once down with the murder bots, Dev made sure to properly suit up, setting the explosives down to put on an emergency flight suit and helmet. He then made his way towards one of the broken escape pods, running his own shoddy diagnostics. "Port Thrusters and Life Support out of commission... structural integrity at about 54%... Oh this'll do nicely." With a few button presses, he entered into the tight airlock seal. Once the door was closed behind him, the inner door opened up to reveal a beaten up craft. It was surprisingly holding together, but various cracks and damaged electrical bits were clearly signs of tampering. The pod was unusable for proper escape, but perfect for the large space grenade Dev was cooking up.

A few taps on Dev's datapad loaded up his song (Bach's Air on the G String). He smiled at the soaring melody of the piece, his hands swinging in soothing motions as the work began. It took but five minutes, the explosives set precisely in patterns that wouldn't make sense to any rational being. But for Dev, it was art. Explosives so perfectly and delicately placed that failure was impossible in his mind. Having a second opinion, however, wasn't something Dev was above. "Tango, I need you to run a trajectory calculation. Locate their life support, I need this thing in the exact formation I'm sending you." With a swipe up, Dev sent his quick measurements to the AI, who easily churned out the specifications. "Calculations completed. Trajectory options delivered."

Dev made his way out of the pod through the small airlock, grabbing his leftover supplies. He smiled as the music came to an end, the strings stretching out the final notes as the door to the pod closed. Dev swiped the calculations over towards a small icon, a rather isometric icon of flight controls. He then spoke through the comms to Yasaliah. "Hate to spoil your fun, but I need you to pick up that flight pattern exactly. Tango is gonna launch the pod when you're in position. I'm headed up to the Bridge to watch the fireworks." Almost as an afterthought, Dev sent a message to the whole crew. "If this doesn't work, first round is on me when we're back at port..." The demolitions expert practically skipped to the bridge, eagerly anticipating the sight of a job well done.

Spider-Men

@Burning Kitty Updated Accordingly