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Ignorancebliss
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Hey, there. Would it be ok if I created a genderbent version of Jinx from the Teen Titans?
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Jasper Collins
Age: 17
Birthday: Sep 17th
Height: 6'0
Body Type: Athletic
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Pink (naturally blond)
Pronouns: He/Him
Orientation: Homosexual
Voice
Vinnie Hacker
Musical Theme
🚬 SEX, DRUGS, ETC... & 👽 ALIEN SUPERSTAR
Personality
Jasper is a cunning and mischievous individual. He possesses a sharp wit and a sarcastic sense of humor, often using it to taunt his opponents and keep them off balance. He thrives on chaos and enjoys causing mayhem wherever he goes, taking pleasure in the unpredictable nature of his powers. Jinx has a certain charm that can be disarming. He possesses a charismatic demeanor that allows him to manipulate others to his advantage. He is clever and resourceful, always thinking several steps ahead in his plans and strategies.
Jasper is fiercely independent and has a rebellious streak. He resents authority and enjoys challenging the status quo. He embraces his powers of luck and misfortune, seeing them as a means to defy fate and control his own destiny. Beneath his exterior of mischief and cunning, Jasper may also possess a more vulnerable side. Perhaps there are moments when he questions the path he has chosen or experiences inner conflicts that make him question his actions. These nuances add depth to his character and create opportunities for growth and development.
Powers & Abilities
Jasper possesses the unique ability to manipulate luck and misfortune. He has an innate connection to the forces of chance, allowing him to influence the outcomes of events around him. This power grants him control over probabilities and the ability to bring both good fortune and disastrous luck to his advantage. With a simple gesture or a concentrated focus, Jasper can tip the scales of luck in his favor. He can cause objects to malfunction, create sudden accidents, or turn situations against his enemies by bringing forth a string of unfortunate events. Conversely, he can also harness his powers to generate unexpected strokes of luck that work to his advantage.
Jasper's powers of luck manipulation extend beyond just random events. He can also affect the probabilities of personal encounters and outcomes, making him incredibly elusive and difficult to predict. His opponents find themselves consistently facing unfavorable odds and unforeseen setbacks when they confront him. However, Jasper's powers are not completely under his control. They have an element of unpredictability, reflecting the capricious nature of luck itself. While he can influence the probabilities, he cannot guarantee specific outcomes.
Talents & Skills
Acrobatics: Jasper is a highly agile and nimble individual. He is skilled in acrobatics, allowing him to perform impressive flips, twists, and maneuvers with ease. His acrobatic prowess enhances his combat skills and allows him to evade attacks with finesse.
Strategic Planning: Jasper possesses sharp intellect and strategic thinking. He is adept at devising elaborate plans and schemes, carefully considering all variables and potential outcomes. His ability to think several steps ahead aids him in setting up traps, outsmarting opponents, and maximizing the impact of his powers.
Stealth and Deception: Jasper has honed his skills in stealth and deception. He can move silently and blend seamlessly into shadows, making it difficult for his enemies to detect his presence. He is also skilled at disguises and can adopt different personas to infiltrate and manipulate his targets.
Combat Proficiency: Despite relying on his powers of luck manipulation, Jasper is also competent in hand-to-hand combat. He has received training in various martial arts styles, enabling him to hold his own in physical confrontations. His agility, reflexes, and strategic thinking make him a formidable opponent even without his powers.
Manipulative Charisma: Jasper possesses a charismatic personality that he uses to manipulate others to his advantage. He can charm and influence individuals, convincing them to act in ways that benefit his plans. His manipulative charisma allows him to gather information, form alliances, and sow discord among his enemies.
Quick Thinking: Jasper has a keen mind and the ability to think on his feet. He excels in making split-second decisions and adapting to rapidly changing situations. His quick thinking enables him to exploit openings and capitalize on unexpected opportunities, ensuring that he remains one step ahead of his adversaries.
Biography
Jasper was born in a fading circus and grew up surrounded by acrobats and performers. In the dusty backstage, he discovered his true identity. During a performance, his dormant powers suddenly awakened and caused a disastrous accident that changed his life forever. He was then taken in by a mysterious organization called H.I.V.E. They were fascinated by his ability to control fate, which aligned with their plans. Under their guidance, Jasper learned the art of deception and strategy, using his powers for their vicious purposes.
However, beneath his tough exterior, Jasper carried the pain of a lost love. His ex-boyfriend, who had ties to the Titans, resurfaced in his life, urging him to leave his villainous ways and seek redemption. Jasper felt torn between the allure of power and the chance to start anew. Eventually, Jasper decided to break free from H.I.V.E. and join the Titans, hoping for redemption. With a glimmer of hope, he left behind his villainous past and embarked on a journey of self-discovery, balancing between light and darkness. His past actions haunted him as he pursued a better future, eager to find peace amidst the chaos that surrounded him.
Edit: CS application
Jasper Collins
Age: 17
Birthday: Sep 17th
Height: 6'0
Body Type: Athletic
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Pink (naturally blond)
Pronouns: He/Him
Orientation: Homosexual
Voice
Vinnie Hacker
Musical Theme
🚬 SEX, DRUGS, ETC... & 👽 ALIEN SUPERSTAR
Personality
Jasper is a cunning and mischievous individual. He possesses a sharp wit and a sarcastic sense of humor, often using it to taunt his opponents and keep them off balance. He thrives on chaos and enjoys causing mayhem wherever he goes, taking pleasure in the unpredictable nature of his powers. Jinx has a certain charm that can be disarming. He possesses a charismatic demeanor that allows him to manipulate others to his advantage. He is clever and resourceful, always thinking several steps ahead in his plans and strategies.
Jasper is fiercely independent and has a rebellious streak. He resents authority and enjoys challenging the status quo. He embraces his powers of luck and misfortune, seeing them as a means to defy fate and control his own destiny. Beneath his exterior of mischief and cunning, Jasper may also possess a more vulnerable side. Perhaps there are moments when he questions the path he has chosen or experiences inner conflicts that make him question his actions. These nuances add depth to his character and create opportunities for growth and development.
Powers & Abilities
Jasper possesses the unique ability to manipulate luck and misfortune. He has an innate connection to the forces of chance, allowing him to influence the outcomes of events around him. This power grants him control over probabilities and the ability to bring both good fortune and disastrous luck to his advantage. With a simple gesture or a concentrated focus, Jasper can tip the scales of luck in his favor. He can cause objects to malfunction, create sudden accidents, or turn situations against his enemies by bringing forth a string of unfortunate events. Conversely, he can also harness his powers to generate unexpected strokes of luck that work to his advantage.
Jasper's powers of luck manipulation extend beyond just random events. He can also affect the probabilities of personal encounters and outcomes, making him incredibly elusive and difficult to predict. His opponents find themselves consistently facing unfavorable odds and unforeseen setbacks when they confront him. However, Jasper's powers are not completely under his control. They have an element of unpredictability, reflecting the capricious nature of luck itself. While he can influence the probabilities, he cannot guarantee specific outcomes.
Talents & Skills
Acrobatics: Jasper is a highly agile and nimble individual. He is skilled in acrobatics, allowing him to perform impressive flips, twists, and maneuvers with ease. His acrobatic prowess enhances his combat skills and allows him to evade attacks with finesse.
Strategic Planning: Jasper possesses sharp intellect and strategic thinking. He is adept at devising elaborate plans and schemes, carefully considering all variables and potential outcomes. His ability to think several steps ahead aids him in setting up traps, outsmarting opponents, and maximizing the impact of his powers.
Stealth and Deception: Jasper has honed his skills in stealth and deception. He can move silently and blend seamlessly into shadows, making it difficult for his enemies to detect his presence. He is also skilled at disguises and can adopt different personas to infiltrate and manipulate his targets.
Combat Proficiency: Despite relying on his powers of luck manipulation, Jasper is also competent in hand-to-hand combat. He has received training in various martial arts styles, enabling him to hold his own in physical confrontations. His agility, reflexes, and strategic thinking make him a formidable opponent even without his powers.
Manipulative Charisma: Jasper possesses a charismatic personality that he uses to manipulate others to his advantage. He can charm and influence individuals, convincing them to act in ways that benefit his plans. His manipulative charisma allows him to gather information, form alliances, and sow discord among his enemies.
Quick Thinking: Jasper has a keen mind and the ability to think on his feet. He excels in making split-second decisions and adapting to rapidly changing situations. His quick thinking enables him to exploit openings and capitalize on unexpected opportunities, ensuring that he remains one step ahead of his adversaries.
Biography
Jasper was born in a fading circus and grew up surrounded by acrobats and performers. In the dusty backstage, he discovered his true identity. During a performance, his dormant powers suddenly awakened and caused a disastrous accident that changed his life forever. He was then taken in by a mysterious organization called H.I.V.E. They were fascinated by his ability to control fate, which aligned with their plans. Under their guidance, Jasper learned the art of deception and strategy, using his powers for their vicious purposes.
However, beneath his tough exterior, Jasper carried the pain of a lost love. His ex-boyfriend, who had ties to the Titans, resurfaced in his life, urging him to leave his villainous ways and seek redemption. Jasper felt torn between the allure of power and the chance to start anew. Eventually, Jasper decided to break free from H.I.V.E. and join the Titans, hoping for redemption. With a glimmer of hope, he left behind his villainous past and embarked on a journey of self-discovery, balancing between light and darkness. His past actions haunted him as he pursued a better future, eager to find peace amidst the chaos that surrounded him.
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Sure! Here is the initial interest check where we discussed plans for the story: https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/190864-teen-titans-sidekicks-unite/ooc
Ignorancebliss
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@CaptainManbeard Thank you! I just finished catching up with the IC thread! Is there something you would like me to change in Jinx’s CS? Or could I post it in the CHAR section?
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Hey, just letting you know that I'm not going to be on the site for about a week. I'm going on a short trip, my first one in forever, across my province to attend a friend's wedding. While I'm coming back Tuesday night, I realistically won't be online until Wednesday, at which time I plan to post as Steel and the Ray, as we could just say that they were late to arrive at the tenth anniversary event.
Hey, just letting you know that I'm not going to be on the site for about a week. I'm going on a short trip, my first one in forever, across my province to attend a friend's wedding. While I'm coming back Tuesday night, I realistically won't be online until Wednesday, at which time I plan to post as Steel and the Ray, as we could just say that they were late to arrive at the tenth anniversary event.
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Garfield Logan
Age:
14
Birthday:
June 17th
Height:
5’8
Body Type:
Athletic.
Eyes:
Green
Hair:
Green
Pronouns:
He/Him/His
Orientation:
Hetrosexual.
Voice:
Greg Cipes
Musical Theme: JAM Project- The Hero!!
Personality:
Garfield is the person in the group who tries to get a laugh out of his other teammates. Usually pranking the other members which always backfires against him. He is well-disciplined and focused on getting the mission completed. Usually giving off a couple of quips or jokes while fighting an enemy combatant. Looking up to his other teammates and tries to get their approval by working hard or trying to get them to like him in various ways. He will usually not take many citations very seriously, most times assuming that he is no danger. This also leads to him being immature and stubborn. Garfield occasionally will flirt with any female that he comes across.
Powers & Abilities:
-Terrestrial Metamorph
-Animal Mimicry
-Animal Empathy
Talents & Skills:
-Martial Arts: Garfield has been trained in the martial art of Jeet Kune Do
Biography:
Garfield had a rather normal and uneventful life as a child. However, at some point in his life, he contracted a rare illness called Sakutia. His parents cured his illness with a serum from a green monkey, changing his skin to green and the ability to transform into different animals. Sometime later his parents were killed in a flash flood leaving him orphaned. After spending some time in an orphanage he was adopted by Elasti-Girl and Mento, Joining the Doom Patrol and working with them for a certain amount of time before leaving. Working as a solo superhero for a little bit before joining the Titians.
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Kara Zor-El
Age:
15
Birthday:
April 20th
Height:
5’5
Body Type:
Muscular
Eyes:
Blue
Hair:
Blonde
Pronouns:
She/Her/Hers
Orientation:
Hetrosexual
Voice:
Laura Bailey.
Musical Theme:
Street Fighter EX3- Sakura's Theme.
Personality:
Kara is very caring and empathic towards the people around her. She is generally always excited and curious about meeting new people. Enjoying every aspect of life and having an inhuman amount of positive energy. Having mostly a positive outlook on life and for the most part a very positive person. Because of this, she can become quite attached to other people.
Kara is also very protective of people that he is close with, going into fits of rage when her friends or loved ones are harmed. She is fascinated and curious about the many aspects of human life. But this has the negative effect of her being quite naive and lacking normal social cues. She also has a short temper and has a hard time controlling her emotions.
Powers & Abilities:
-Kryptonian Physiology:
-Solar Energy Absorption:
-Heat Vision:
-Super-Hearing:
-Enhanced Vision (Electromagnetic Spectrum Vision, Telescopic Vision, X-Ray Vision,
Microscopic Vision, Infrared Vision)
-Flight
-Invulnerability
-Superhuman Stamina, Superhuman Strength, Superhuman Speed, Superhuman Agility, Superhuman Reflexes
-Super-Breath:
-Sound Manipulation:
Talents & Skills:
-Martial Arts: Kara is adept in several Kryptonian fighting styles like Klurkor and Torquasm Rao.
-Multilingualism: Kara can speak fluent English and Kryptonian. She has been studying all of Earth's languages.
Biography:
Kara was born in Argo City and as a child, she was taught much about Kypton’s history and culture. Unfortunately, the sun of Rao went supernova and was about to shatter Krypton. Kara’s father send her out into space in a rocket that could only hold one passenger. And to her displeasure, she made the painful choice of leaving her home and family behind. The rocket puts her into a cryogenic sleep. Landing on Earth but her pod malfunctioned and would not open. Only opening around very recently.
For your consideration, let me know if I need to change anything.
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CaptainManbeard
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@CaptainManbeard Thank you! I just finished catching up with the IC thread! Is there something you would like me to change in Jinx’s CS? Or could I post it in the CHAR section?
The only real issue is the mention of connections to the Titans as if they are already a team. This RP starts off with sort of an origin story about how the sidekicks first become the Teen Titans, so they haven't actually existed yet under that name at the start of the RP. But everything else is golden! Glad to have you on board!
@CaptainManbeard
Hey, just letting you know that I'm not going to be on the site for about a week. I'm going on a short trip, my first one in forever, across my province to attend a friend's wedding. While I'm coming back Tuesday night, I realistically won't be online until Wednesday, at which time I plan to post as Steel and the Ray, as we could just say that they were late to arrive at the tenth anniversary event.
No problem! I doubt the story will jump too far ahead by then since everyone is still getting settled and all. I imagine we'll indulge in a few back and forth posts to get to know the flow of our characters before we jump into combat anyway.
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@Eviledd1984 Looks good, but as mentioned in the initial interest post, Kryptonite in this continuity was engineered by the Apokkians. They also caused the sun Rao to expand into a red giant and then explode, which also destroyed Krypton and shattered the planet.
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I realize I forgot to directly specify in the opening post, but for anyone wondering, your characters should indeed show up in their superhero attire unless they were planning to attend as their civilian identities. I introduced all my characters using their hero alias instead of real names in the intro post, but I never actually said they were wearing their super suits. My bad, lol.
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CaptainManbeard
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Oh, and for anyone curious, here is the database I had created waaaaaay back in 2005 for the very first Teen Titans RP I had ever done. This only shows the characters who joined during the initial story arc, but we eventually went on to have like 14 Titans on the team or something. It's a shame I stopped updating this site once the RP really took off, but it's still fun to go back and look at it XD.
https://rptitans.tripod.com/
https://rptitans.tripod.com/
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iGeorge Historical Superhero Enthusiast
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Room for ine more maybe? I have a couple of ideas. Maybe Sideways or Manchester Black? I'm afraid I'm not great at graphics.
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Room for ine more maybe? I have a couple of ideas. Maybe Sideways or Manchester Black? I'm afraid I'm not great at graphics.
Sure! Would you mind elaborating on your ideas?
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Made some edits to my character sheet, how does it look now?
While Rao didn't technically go supernova, that's fine, I'm not gonna harp on it. Though I did want to ask - you mentioned her waking up at the same time as the other Kryptonians, which means she has now been awake for at least several years since those pods were found in the cleanup after the Reach invasion, which was in the early days of the Justice League. I never gave an exact date for the Reach Invasion's end, but it started ten years ago, which is what caused the League to first form. I kept it vague to allow more freedom in character creation and backstories, but even if the invasion and subsequent war lasted for three years, that still means Kara woke up seven years ago. Is that what you were intending?
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I see my apologies, I have changed it so she has woken up only recently. Or if you like she can wake up later on in the RP and be introduced to the others?
I see my apologies, I have changed it so she has woken up only recently. Or if you like she can wake up later on in the RP and be introduced to the others?
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I see my apologies, I have changed it so she has woken up only recently. Or if you like she can wake up later on in the RP and be introduced to the others?
Either one is fine. If you want to have her from the start, we can go with what I had suggested in the other thread, and say that while her pod was found at the same time as the other Kryptonians, the malfunction in her cryogenic stasis system was far worse and it took a few years before it was safe to awaken her. You could say now she's been awake for a few months and has been training with Clark, Conner, and Jon. To help you find a way to introduce her in the IC thread, you could say she was flying to the Hall with Conner and Jon but got distracted by something and said she'd be there in a bit and they continued on without her. That would explain why she enters the scene a little after them. Like, because she's still new to observing Earth, maybe she saw a cool garden with pretty flowers on the way and wanted to stop and smell them or something.
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Either one is fine. If you want to have her from the start, we can go with what I had suggested in the other thread, and say that while her pod was found at the same time as the other Kryptonians, the malfunction in her cryogenic stasis system was far worse and it took a few years before it was safe to awaken her. You could say now she's been awake for a few months and has been training with Clark, Conner, and Jon. To help you find a way to introduce her in the IC thread, you could say she was flying to the Hall with Conner and Jon but got distracted by something and said she'd be there in a bit and they continued on without her. That would explain why she enters the scene a little after them. Like, because she's still new to observing Earth, maybe she saw a cool garden with pretty flowers on the way and wanted to stop and smell them or something.
Mmm I can go with her pod been open for a few months, and her trying to adjust to life on earth. And later joining the others at the Hall. I can even play out Beast Boy trying to hit on her and failing miserably.
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So, I have a question for you guys. It was brought to my attention in past RPs that I put too much detail into my posts and made them too long, so this time around, in the hopes of not scaring anyone off, I sort of did the bare minimum for details in my intro post. But what do you all think? Would you prefer more detail in my posts? To give you a couple examples, here are two intro posts from past RPs where I put in a looooot of detail and they got suuuuper long:
With blue skies and sunshine above, students all over the city prepared to begin their Summer vacation, the final day of school having finally arrived. For seniors, the graduation ceremonies wouldn’t occur until the following week, but classes would officially be out. Inside a large red brick building, people were filing into the auditorium as a group of speakers gathered on the stage, setting up microphones and a projector screen.
Standing by the main entrance doors, an older man in a brown suit and tie eyed the crowd frantically, becoming a bit anxious. His eyes lit up as he caught sight of a young girl with dark brown hair, waving her over to him.
“Camelia! Have you seen your brother?” He asked, sighing in frustration when she shrugged.
“I’m sorry, Principal White,” she said as she adjusted her bag. “I haven’t seen him since this morning.”
“Damn it, that little shit is up to something, I just know it!” he replied angrily, then frowned. “I’m sorry, Camelia, I shouldn’t have cursed in front of you. I’m just worried he’s going to embarrass me yet again, with members of Congress here no less! You know how many Hail Marys I’ve had to say because of his shenanigans? Too many! TOO MANY!” He stormed off to check empty classrooms.
Sully, what the hell are you planning this time? Cammy thought to herself as she sighed loudly. She then went to find a seat in the auditorium.
A young man with long brown hair leaning against a locker was suddenly pulled out of his thoughts as the principal rushed past, muttering angrily under his breath. What’s his problem? He thought to himself, then shook his head. A moment later, a few other students came up to him.
“Hey Kam, are you going to the party tonight?” they asked in hushed whispers. “I hear it’s going to be wild as fuck!”
“I’ve been hearing talk of it, but I dunno, it’s not really my thing…” he replied, but something told him he should be there. “Maybe I will…”
“Dude, you should!” another kid insisted. “Hope to see you there!”
“Okay, I’ll think about it,” Kamran added with a laugh as they all headed towards the auditorium.
As everyone was seated and the speakers began their prepared speeches, Principal White continued to spiral deeper into anxiety, just waiting for something to happen. When they started up the projector to play a series of videos for the students in attendance, they were instead greeted with an image that instantly made the principal’s heart drop.
“What’s up Harper Grove?!” Sully’s voice came booming over the speakers, as well as the intercoms throughout the entire school. “We are Rabid Trash Pandas! This is the cover of our new indie album, Heavenly Dumpsterfire! Check out our social media accounts for all the deets!”
“That little monster!” screamed Principal White, literally vibrating with rage. Just then, the image faded and it was a live video feed of the four band members set up in a room, instruments and all. “They’re in my office! They hacked the projector! Those slackers are so dead! Someone get that feed down!” He ran out into the hallway.
As people frantically rushed to cut power to the projector, Sully continued. “I imagine White is absolutely losing his shit right now! If they cut the feed, we’re also live on our Instagram! In honor of those corrupt political douchebags speaking today, we’d like to play our rendition of Fat Lip by Sum 41! Guys, hit it!” They started jamming out as most of the crowd cheered.
The music blared throughout the entire school, and White became increasingly livid as he rushed to his office. Upon arriving, he realized his door was locked and someone had swiped his keys. He looked through the window and screamed at the youths rocking out, slamming his fists against the glass. They ignored him and just kept playing.
“OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT THIS INSTANT!!!” the old man shrieked as the school police officers came running up behind him. He then turned and ran the other direction.
“Sir, where are you going?” one asked.
“To the maintenance office to get the spare key! Those little punks are toast!”
Back in the auditorium, they finally shut off the projector, but the students yelled out, “Quick, head over to their Insta!” and everyone started pulling out their phones, much to the fury of the speakers.
Sully, Mom is gonna kill you… Cammy thought to herself as she facepalmed.
Interesting fellow, Kamran chuckled to himself.
Eventually, White was able to get into his office and demanded the teens exit into the hall. A bunch of students were waiting to cheer them on. “You guys! The stream was seen by thousands of people, even seniors at other schools around the city!” one explained.
“People are already reloading it up to YouTube with reactions! Your performance is bound to go viral!” proclaimed another.
Sully and his bandmates were quite pleased with themselves, until White started screaming again.
“That’s it! Enough! The four of you are done! DONE!” he exclaimed angrily. “You’re all expelled!”
“So what?” Sully scoffed. “It’s the last day of school. So you send us home a couple hours early? I sure do feel sufficiently punished, what about you guys? Ha!”
“Not just that!” the old man spat back. “The four of you are being trespassed from the school! That means no graduation ceremony for you! If you ever step foot on the campus again, you’re going to jail!”
The band members just glared at the principal, disappointed but not surprised.
“Whatever,” Sully threw up double birds and went to clean out what was left in his locker.
“Mom might just kill you for real this time,” Cammy said as she walked up to her brother. “White will no doubt have called her by the time you get home.”
“I guess it’s a good thing I won’t be there then,” he replied with a smirk as he shoved stuff into his bag.
“What do you mean?” she asked, taken aback.
“That ‘secret’ party is tonight. If I go home now, Mom will ground me for sure and I won’t be able to go,” he explained.
“Aren’t you always whining like, ‘you can’t ground me, I’m eighteen!’ and shit?” Cammy inquired in a mock imitation of him, grinning.
“Since when has that stopped her?” Sully laughed. “Not taking any chances. I’m gonna put my phone in airplane mode and chill at Nate’s house until the show. Are you gonna be there?”
“I suppose I should probably tag along to keep you out of trouble,” she chuckled. “I’ll meet you guys there.”
As it neared 10:00PM, dozens of teens from multiple schools - and some friends and family of those - began crowding in front of a locked set of double doors, having parked their vehicles in a garage down the street. There were two guards who explained the host, Mr. Dude, would be out soon.
A few of the partygoers congratulated Sully and his band on their performance, and some of the reaction videos had already garnered hundreds of thousands of views. They were excited at the prospect of possibly getting a record deal out of it as well. Just then, the doors opened and a man wearing a yellow suit and green mask stepped out.
“How do?” he asked, using exaggerated, cartoon-like mannerisms and expressions.
“I am your esteemed host, Mr. Dude! Now you may be asking yourself,” he removed his hat as he gestured to his mask. “Why the green face? Well, let’s just say I have an invested interest in concealing my identity, considering the… escapades you lot might get up to tonight!”
He smiled wide at the crowd, revealing large, fake teeth. “Now, was I forgetting something? Hmmm…” He released an exaggerated yawn, then pulled out a stopwatch and gasped at it, throwing behind him. “That’s right! It’s party time! P-A-R-T-why? Cuz I gotta!”
“You should be ashamed of yourself!” one girl yelled out, who was booed by everyone else. “This is sinful! The Lord is watching you, sir!”
He just smirked and slipped his hat back on. “Oooh! Somebody stop me!” Everyone laughed and cheered.
Mr. Dude led them through a long hall and into a huge room set up like a nightclub.
“Food and beverages are in the corner over there! Everything is free! Help yourselves! Hey D.J., let’s rock this joint!”
Everyone started moving and dancing to the music, and Sully happened to lock eyes with a tanned surfer boy. He grinned and began slowly making his way in that general direction. Cammy was busy busting some moves, but Kamran sat at one of the tables, feeling a bit… off. Something was amiss here. He felt strange, but wasn’t sure if it was the party or something… else…
It was a clear, warm night in the Utopian Parallel, the stars above shining down upon the island community. On any other occasion, people would be out late enjoying the beaches and playing music. But the usual laughter that permeated the air had been replaced with horrified screaming as an army of werewolves were currently ripping their way through the neighborhoods.
The invaders were known as the Patriot Pack, and were deeply involved with white-supremacist ideologies and far-right extremism. Hiding from the chaos in a basement was a young America Chavez, huddled with her mothers.
“We’re gonna die. We’re gonna die. We’re gonna die…” the girl was repeating in a terrified whisper.
“It will be okay, Mer-Mer. They won’t find us here,” Elena insisted, though the fear in her eyes betrayed her words.
“You grabbed the ring Miss Amora gave you like I asked, right honey?” Amalia asked. America nodded. “Put it on just in case, okay?”
“But it can’t make us all invisible, only me…”
“That’s okay, honey. Please, put it on. For us? It will make us feel better.” Elena added.
The young girl reached into her pocket and pulled out the ring, and was about to slip it on as they heard a loud crashing upstairs.
“I smell them!” came a deep, bestial voice from the floor above. “They’re hiding! Rip everything apart! Check every room!”
“Put the ring on, now. Put it on!” Amalia demanded in a loud whisper. Too scared to speak any further, the girl just nodded rapidly and slipped the ring on, vanishing from sight. A moment later, a group of werewolves smashed their way into the basement, and the poor child watched in utter horror as her mothers were slaughtered.
“NOOO!!!” she screamed out, unable to contain herself. The monsters spun around sharply and sniffed in her direction.
“Another one! In that corner! They’re invisible!” The wolves charged her position.
“No! No! No!” America scrambled to her feet and tried to run around her attackers to flee up the stairs, but they heard her movements. One of the wolves turned and backhanded the air, impacting the girl and causing her to stumble. She fell to the ground, the ring falling off her tiny finger and sliding away.
“She’s a little one. Only a snack! But meat is meat!”
America jumped back up and grabbed the ring, but she was knocked over yet again, pinned to the floor. Looking up at the drooling fangs as the monsters hovered over her, she felt herself overcome with a strong urge to escape. Just then, a warm energy began to bubble up inside her, exploding outward in a giant blast that knocked all the wolves back and ripped open a star-shaped portal directly under her.
“What?! AAAHHH!” she screamed out as she suddenly found herself falling through a blue sky, away from the star portal that showed her basement. The wolves looked out through the rift in shock as the girl continued to drop into an entire row of portals, passing between at least a dozen different Earths in quick succession.
She finally came to a stop in a dead forest underneath a reddish sky, and immediately noticed the air seemed dry and harsh, burning her throat and nose. Before she could fully take in her surroundings, she felt an energy source moving rapidly towards her location. This was a sensation she had never felt before, but she knew immediately that this entity was pure darkness.
Still gripping the ring tightly in a closed fist, she frantically slipped it on as she felt the strange being getting closer. It rushed into the sea of dead trees, and although America could not see this entity, she could feel it floating around just above her.
“Interesting…” came a booming, distorted, disembodied male voice. “You shield yourself from my view, but I know you are there. I can… taste your energy. A very young soul, yet so much power, laying dormant. You are not from this world, and I sense fragments of spacetime from multiple universes all around you. Come, show yourself to me, child.”
America stayed still and quiet, hoping the entity would go away.
“I promise, I won’t hurt you, little one,” he added, his voice gentler. “I couldn’t even if I wanted to. You see, some very bad people trapped me in a void between worlds long ago. They were bullies and very mean and unfair to me. Imprisoning me for ages in this… this Beyond-Realm… Able to see and speak into the Material Plane, but never to experience it directly again…”
The girl refused to speak, so the being continued.
“Are you still scared, child? Would it help if you knew me better? My true name cannot be pronounced in any mortal tongue, but you may call me… the Beyonder. Catchy, isn’t it? What’s your name? Still nothing? Okay, I’ll use a nickname for you as well. I’ll call you the Cosmic Traveler, since you hop across worlds. See? We’re friends now, right?”
America maintained her silence.
“I’m pouring my heart out here, at least say hello!” the entity was becoming agitated and impatient. “Maybe it would help if we could speak face to face! You know, I bet if you tried really hard, you could open a portal to me here in the Beyond-Realm! Then I can join you there in the Material Plane and we can be real friends! What do you say?”
There it is, the girl thought to herself. He wants to use me to free himself from his prison. He was probably put there for a good reason. I gotta get out of here!
Clenching a fist to keep the ring firmly on her finger, America got up and started running through the dead trees. She immediately felt the entity chase after her.
“Where are you going?!” he cried out angrily. “Don’t leave yet! Please, release me! It’s so sad and lonely here! Please set me free!”
The Beyonder came to a stop above a rapidly shrinking Star Portal, through which he could see an invisible person moving through tall grass on another Earth. He tried to dive for the opening, but it closed before he could get to it.
“AAARRGGHHHHH!!!” he screamed in utter frustration. “I will find you, Cosmic Traveler! I will find a way to rip open this scar left behind from your portal! One day your power will belong to me!!!”
A now-adult America was enjoying a morning coffee on the patio of a small diner in the metropolitan center of the planet Xandar. Once learning to control her powers, she had expanded her exploits beyond just alternate Earths, visiting many different worlds over the years.
“What’s going on?” she asked a patron at the next table as everyone began to panic looking at their personal holopads.
“The Nova Corps broadcasted an emergency alert. Apparently an unidentified ship has appeared in orbit,” the woman explained. Just then, a group of seven-foot-tall Stark-Tech Sentinels teleported down into the middle of a nearby park.
“This Traveler Scar is fresh!” one of them claimed in a mechanized voice as it scanned the area. America realized they were standing right near where her portal had opened just an hour prior. “The Cosmic Traveler must be close! Capture everyone within a one mile radius! Mark anyone within the designated age-group as a Traveler Candidate and send them to the Inquisitor! Send everyone else to Battleworld!”
Suddenly, hordes of additional Sentinels began teleporting down, accompanied by hover platforms carrying cryogenic stasis pods. They began restraining people and placing them in the pods, and the local police force responded swiftly.
“Shit!” America cursed as she jumped to her feet. People were screaming and running chaotically in every direction as the Sentinels were chasing people down and snatching them up. That name they used… The Cosmic Traveler... she thought to herself, then gasped as she remembered that encounter a decade prior. The Beyonder must have set himself free somehow and is looking for me!
As one of the robots came barreling in her direction, she almost slipped on her ring again to hide, but then she dropped it back into her pocket. No, I won’t run from this. He doesn’t know what I look like, so maybe I can get close enough to banish him back to his prison…
Turning back towards the Sentinels, she walked forward and allowed them to capture her. Soon she was placed into one of the cryopods, and everything faded to black…
Elsewhere in the Multiverse, similar incursions were occurring anywhere there was a Traveler Scar. Teddy Altman had been enjoying his eighteenth birthday party on Clearwater Beach when the Sentinels teleported down onto the sand and began capturing people.
“Let them go!” he screamed as he powered up and dove at one of the robots. Despite his strength, he couldn’t even dent their metallic exterior. He unleashed a flurry of punches, but the Sentinel was unaffected. It was then he realized his stamina was draining fast. Crap! They must have local power dampeners built into their bodies! I gotta hit them from a distance!
Turning and running the other direction, Teddy leapt into the sky and flew up sharply before turning around and preparing a massive energy blast between his palms. But before he could release it, the Sentinel he was aiming for fired up its own blast, causing Teddy’s to explode in his face.
The teen crashed back down onto the sand, and before he could catch his bearings, he was being shoved into a cryopod…
On yet another Earth, Loki Laufeyson was sipping a cocktail as he relaxed on the beaches of Ibiza, Spain. He lifted his sunglasses and looked down the shoreline as he heard a commotion, and noticed the Sentinels capturing people.
“Well, shit…” he groaned and sighed. He took a deep breath and then jumped to his feet, tossing his sunglasses on the ground. With a flick of his hand, the Bag of Holding sitting next to his beach chair flipped open and his scepter floated up into his grasp. He magically extended it to the length of a quarterstaff, summoned an ice spear in the other hand, and ran towards the robots.
“Bloody hell!” he cried out as he, same as everyone else who faced the Sentinels, got his ass thoroughly handed to him. He struggled as they restrained him and dragged him towards a cryopod. “Piss off you damn metal wankers! Oi! Are you listening to me? I bet your mother was a toaster, and a broken one at that! Let go of me! Release me straight away! Are you really that daft? Arrgh! Choke on rat dung you damn bloody sods!” He managed to swipe his things and cloak them before he was placed in stasis as well…
Harper Grove High School
Los Angeles, California
Friday (Early Afternoon), June 2nd, 2023
Los Angeles, California
Friday (Early Afternoon), June 2nd, 2023
With blue skies and sunshine above, students all over the city prepared to begin their Summer vacation, the final day of school having finally arrived. For seniors, the graduation ceremonies wouldn’t occur until the following week, but classes would officially be out. Inside a large red brick building, people were filing into the auditorium as a group of speakers gathered on the stage, setting up microphones and a projector screen.
Standing by the main entrance doors, an older man in a brown suit and tie eyed the crowd frantically, becoming a bit anxious. His eyes lit up as he caught sight of a young girl with dark brown hair, waving her over to him.
“Camelia! Have you seen your brother?” He asked, sighing in frustration when she shrugged.
“I’m sorry, Principal White,” she said as she adjusted her bag. “I haven’t seen him since this morning.”
“Damn it, that little shit is up to something, I just know it!” he replied angrily, then frowned. “I’m sorry, Camelia, I shouldn’t have cursed in front of you. I’m just worried he’s going to embarrass me yet again, with members of Congress here no less! You know how many Hail Marys I’ve had to say because of his shenanigans? Too many! TOO MANY!” He stormed off to check empty classrooms.
Sully, what the hell are you planning this time? Cammy thought to herself as she sighed loudly. She then went to find a seat in the auditorium.
A young man with long brown hair leaning against a locker was suddenly pulled out of his thoughts as the principal rushed past, muttering angrily under his breath. What’s his problem? He thought to himself, then shook his head. A moment later, a few other students came up to him.
“Hey Kam, are you going to the party tonight?” they asked in hushed whispers. “I hear it’s going to be wild as fuck!”
“I’ve been hearing talk of it, but I dunno, it’s not really my thing…” he replied, but something told him he should be there. “Maybe I will…”
“Dude, you should!” another kid insisted. “Hope to see you there!”
“Okay, I’ll think about it,” Kamran added with a laugh as they all headed towards the auditorium.
As everyone was seated and the speakers began their prepared speeches, Principal White continued to spiral deeper into anxiety, just waiting for something to happen. When they started up the projector to play a series of videos for the students in attendance, they were instead greeted with an image that instantly made the principal’s heart drop.
“What’s up Harper Grove?!” Sully’s voice came booming over the speakers, as well as the intercoms throughout the entire school. “We are Rabid Trash Pandas! This is the cover of our new indie album, Heavenly Dumpsterfire! Check out our social media accounts for all the deets!”
“That little monster!” screamed Principal White, literally vibrating with rage. Just then, the image faded and it was a live video feed of the four band members set up in a room, instruments and all. “They’re in my office! They hacked the projector! Those slackers are so dead! Someone get that feed down!” He ran out into the hallway.
As people frantically rushed to cut power to the projector, Sully continued. “I imagine White is absolutely losing his shit right now! If they cut the feed, we’re also live on our Instagram! In honor of those corrupt political douchebags speaking today, we’d like to play our rendition of Fat Lip by Sum 41! Guys, hit it!” They started jamming out as most of the crowd cheered.
The music blared throughout the entire school, and White became increasingly livid as he rushed to his office. Upon arriving, he realized his door was locked and someone had swiped his keys. He looked through the window and screamed at the youths rocking out, slamming his fists against the glass. They ignored him and just kept playing.
“OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT THIS INSTANT!!!” the old man shrieked as the school police officers came running up behind him. He then turned and ran the other direction.
“Sir, where are you going?” one asked.
“To the maintenance office to get the spare key! Those little punks are toast!”
Back in the auditorium, they finally shut off the projector, but the students yelled out, “Quick, head over to their Insta!” and everyone started pulling out their phones, much to the fury of the speakers.
Sully, Mom is gonna kill you… Cammy thought to herself as she facepalmed.
Interesting fellow, Kamran chuckled to himself.
Eventually, White was able to get into his office and demanded the teens exit into the hall. A bunch of students were waiting to cheer them on. “You guys! The stream was seen by thousands of people, even seniors at other schools around the city!” one explained.
“People are already reloading it up to YouTube with reactions! Your performance is bound to go viral!” proclaimed another.
Sully and his bandmates were quite pleased with themselves, until White started screaming again.
“That’s it! Enough! The four of you are done! DONE!” he exclaimed angrily. “You’re all expelled!”
“So what?” Sully scoffed. “It’s the last day of school. So you send us home a couple hours early? I sure do feel sufficiently punished, what about you guys? Ha!”
“Not just that!” the old man spat back. “The four of you are being trespassed from the school! That means no graduation ceremony for you! If you ever step foot on the campus again, you’re going to jail!”
The band members just glared at the principal, disappointed but not surprised.
“Whatever,” Sully threw up double birds and went to clean out what was left in his locker.
“Mom might just kill you for real this time,” Cammy said as she walked up to her brother. “White will no doubt have called her by the time you get home.”
“I guess it’s a good thing I won’t be there then,” he replied with a smirk as he shoved stuff into his bag.
“What do you mean?” she asked, taken aback.
“That ‘secret’ party is tonight. If I go home now, Mom will ground me for sure and I won’t be able to go,” he explained.
“Aren’t you always whining like, ‘you can’t ground me, I’m eighteen!’ and shit?” Cammy inquired in a mock imitation of him, grinning.
“Since when has that stopped her?” Sully laughed. “Not taking any chances. I’m gonna put my phone in airplane mode and chill at Nate’s house until the show. Are you gonna be there?”
“I suppose I should probably tag along to keep you out of trouble,” she chuckled. “I’ll meet you guys there.”
Thanderson Industrial Plaza (abandoned)
Los Angeles, California
Friday (Late Evening/Early Night), June 2nd, 2023
Los Angeles, California
Friday (Late Evening/Early Night), June 2nd, 2023
As it neared 10:00PM, dozens of teens from multiple schools - and some friends and family of those - began crowding in front of a locked set of double doors, having parked their vehicles in a garage down the street. There were two guards who explained the host, Mr. Dude, would be out soon.
A few of the partygoers congratulated Sully and his band on their performance, and some of the reaction videos had already garnered hundreds of thousands of views. They were excited at the prospect of possibly getting a record deal out of it as well. Just then, the doors opened and a man wearing a yellow suit and green mask stepped out.
“How do?” he asked, using exaggerated, cartoon-like mannerisms and expressions.
“I am your esteemed host, Mr. Dude! Now you may be asking yourself,” he removed his hat as he gestured to his mask. “Why the green face? Well, let’s just say I have an invested interest in concealing my identity, considering the… escapades you lot might get up to tonight!”
He smiled wide at the crowd, revealing large, fake teeth. “Now, was I forgetting something? Hmmm…” He released an exaggerated yawn, then pulled out a stopwatch and gasped at it, throwing behind him. “That’s right! It’s party time! P-A-R-T-why? Cuz I gotta!”
“You should be ashamed of yourself!” one girl yelled out, who was booed by everyone else. “This is sinful! The Lord is watching you, sir!”
He just smirked and slipped his hat back on. “Oooh! Somebody stop me!” Everyone laughed and cheered.
Mr. Dude led them through a long hall and into a huge room set up like a nightclub.
“Food and beverages are in the corner over there! Everything is free! Help yourselves! Hey D.J., let’s rock this joint!”
Everyone started moving and dancing to the music, and Sully happened to lock eyes with a tanned surfer boy. He grinned and began slowly making his way in that general direction. Cammy was busy busting some moves, but Kamran sat at one of the tables, feeling a bit… off. Something was amiss here. He felt strange, but wasn’t sure if it was the party or something… else…
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TEN YEARS AGO
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It was a clear, warm night in the Utopian Parallel, the stars above shining down upon the island community. On any other occasion, people would be out late enjoying the beaches and playing music. But the usual laughter that permeated the air had been replaced with horrified screaming as an army of werewolves were currently ripping their way through the neighborhoods.
The invaders were known as the Patriot Pack, and were deeply involved with white-supremacist ideologies and far-right extremism. Hiding from the chaos in a basement was a young America Chavez, huddled with her mothers.
“We’re gonna die. We’re gonna die. We’re gonna die…” the girl was repeating in a terrified whisper.
“It will be okay, Mer-Mer. They won’t find us here,” Elena insisted, though the fear in her eyes betrayed her words.
“You grabbed the ring Miss Amora gave you like I asked, right honey?” Amalia asked. America nodded. “Put it on just in case, okay?”
“But it can’t make us all invisible, only me…”
“That’s okay, honey. Please, put it on. For us? It will make us feel better.” Elena added.
The young girl reached into her pocket and pulled out the ring, and was about to slip it on as they heard a loud crashing upstairs.
“I smell them!” came a deep, bestial voice from the floor above. “They’re hiding! Rip everything apart! Check every room!”
“Put the ring on, now. Put it on!” Amalia demanded in a loud whisper. Too scared to speak any further, the girl just nodded rapidly and slipped the ring on, vanishing from sight. A moment later, a group of werewolves smashed their way into the basement, and the poor child watched in utter horror as her mothers were slaughtered.
“NOOO!!!” she screamed out, unable to contain herself. The monsters spun around sharply and sniffed in her direction.
“Another one! In that corner! They’re invisible!” The wolves charged her position.
“No! No! No!” America scrambled to her feet and tried to run around her attackers to flee up the stairs, but they heard her movements. One of the wolves turned and backhanded the air, impacting the girl and causing her to stumble. She fell to the ground, the ring falling off her tiny finger and sliding away.
“She’s a little one. Only a snack! But meat is meat!”
America jumped back up and grabbed the ring, but she was knocked over yet again, pinned to the floor. Looking up at the drooling fangs as the monsters hovered over her, she felt herself overcome with a strong urge to escape. Just then, a warm energy began to bubble up inside her, exploding outward in a giant blast that knocked all the wolves back and ripped open a star-shaped portal directly under her.
“What?! AAAHHH!” she screamed out as she suddenly found herself falling through a blue sky, away from the star portal that showed her basement. The wolves looked out through the rift in shock as the girl continued to drop into an entire row of portals, passing between at least a dozen different Earths in quick succession.
She finally came to a stop in a dead forest underneath a reddish sky, and immediately noticed the air seemed dry and harsh, burning her throat and nose. Before she could fully take in her surroundings, she felt an energy source moving rapidly towards her location. This was a sensation she had never felt before, but she knew immediately that this entity was pure darkness.
Still gripping the ring tightly in a closed fist, she frantically slipped it on as she felt the strange being getting closer. It rushed into the sea of dead trees, and although America could not see this entity, she could feel it floating around just above her.
“Interesting…” came a booming, distorted, disembodied male voice. “You shield yourself from my view, but I know you are there. I can… taste your energy. A very young soul, yet so much power, laying dormant. You are not from this world, and I sense fragments of spacetime from multiple universes all around you. Come, show yourself to me, child.”
America stayed still and quiet, hoping the entity would go away.
“I promise, I won’t hurt you, little one,” he added, his voice gentler. “I couldn’t even if I wanted to. You see, some very bad people trapped me in a void between worlds long ago. They were bullies and very mean and unfair to me. Imprisoning me for ages in this… this Beyond-Realm… Able to see and speak into the Material Plane, but never to experience it directly again…”
The girl refused to speak, so the being continued.
“Are you still scared, child? Would it help if you knew me better? My true name cannot be pronounced in any mortal tongue, but you may call me… the Beyonder. Catchy, isn’t it? What’s your name? Still nothing? Okay, I’ll use a nickname for you as well. I’ll call you the Cosmic Traveler, since you hop across worlds. See? We’re friends now, right?”
America maintained her silence.
“I’m pouring my heart out here, at least say hello!” the entity was becoming agitated and impatient. “Maybe it would help if we could speak face to face! You know, I bet if you tried really hard, you could open a portal to me here in the Beyond-Realm! Then I can join you there in the Material Plane and we can be real friends! What do you say?”
There it is, the girl thought to herself. He wants to use me to free himself from his prison. He was probably put there for a good reason. I gotta get out of here!
Clenching a fist to keep the ring firmly on her finger, America got up and started running through the dead trees. She immediately felt the entity chase after her.
“Where are you going?!” he cried out angrily. “Don’t leave yet! Please, release me! It’s so sad and lonely here! Please set me free!”
The Beyonder came to a stop above a rapidly shrinking Star Portal, through which he could see an invisible person moving through tall grass on another Earth. He tried to dive for the opening, but it closed before he could get to it.
“AAARRGGHHHHH!!!” he screamed in utter frustration. “I will find you, Cosmic Traveler! I will find a way to rip open this scar left behind from your portal! One day your power will belong to me!!!”
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A now-adult America was enjoying a morning coffee on the patio of a small diner in the metropolitan center of the planet Xandar. Once learning to control her powers, she had expanded her exploits beyond just alternate Earths, visiting many different worlds over the years.
“What’s going on?” she asked a patron at the next table as everyone began to panic looking at their personal holopads.
“The Nova Corps broadcasted an emergency alert. Apparently an unidentified ship has appeared in orbit,” the woman explained. Just then, a group of seven-foot-tall Stark-Tech Sentinels teleported down into the middle of a nearby park.
“This Traveler Scar is fresh!” one of them claimed in a mechanized voice as it scanned the area. America realized they were standing right near where her portal had opened just an hour prior. “The Cosmic Traveler must be close! Capture everyone within a one mile radius! Mark anyone within the designated age-group as a Traveler Candidate and send them to the Inquisitor! Send everyone else to Battleworld!”
Suddenly, hordes of additional Sentinels began teleporting down, accompanied by hover platforms carrying cryogenic stasis pods. They began restraining people and placing them in the pods, and the local police force responded swiftly.
“Shit!” America cursed as she jumped to her feet. People were screaming and running chaotically in every direction as the Sentinels were chasing people down and snatching them up. That name they used… The Cosmic Traveler... she thought to herself, then gasped as she remembered that encounter a decade prior. The Beyonder must have set himself free somehow and is looking for me!
As one of the robots came barreling in her direction, she almost slipped on her ring again to hide, but then she dropped it back into her pocket. No, I won’t run from this. He doesn’t know what I look like, so maybe I can get close enough to banish him back to his prison…
Turning back towards the Sentinels, she walked forward and allowed them to capture her. Soon she was placed into one of the cryopods, and everything faded to black…
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Elsewhere in the Multiverse, similar incursions were occurring anywhere there was a Traveler Scar. Teddy Altman had been enjoying his eighteenth birthday party on Clearwater Beach when the Sentinels teleported down onto the sand and began capturing people.
“Let them go!” he screamed as he powered up and dove at one of the robots. Despite his strength, he couldn’t even dent their metallic exterior. He unleashed a flurry of punches, but the Sentinel was unaffected. It was then he realized his stamina was draining fast. Crap! They must have local power dampeners built into their bodies! I gotta hit them from a distance!
Turning and running the other direction, Teddy leapt into the sky and flew up sharply before turning around and preparing a massive energy blast between his palms. But before he could release it, the Sentinel he was aiming for fired up its own blast, causing Teddy’s to explode in his face.
The teen crashed back down onto the sand, and before he could catch his bearings, he was being shoved into a cryopod…
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On yet another Earth, Loki Laufeyson was sipping a cocktail as he relaxed on the beaches of Ibiza, Spain. He lifted his sunglasses and looked down the shoreline as he heard a commotion, and noticed the Sentinels capturing people.
“Well, shit…” he groaned and sighed. He took a deep breath and then jumped to his feet, tossing his sunglasses on the ground. With a flick of his hand, the Bag of Holding sitting next to his beach chair flipped open and his scepter floated up into his grasp. He magically extended it to the length of a quarterstaff, summoned an ice spear in the other hand, and ran towards the robots.
“Bloody hell!” he cried out as he, same as everyone else who faced the Sentinels, got his ass thoroughly handed to him. He struggled as they restrained him and dragged him towards a cryopod. “Piss off you damn metal wankers! Oi! Are you listening to me? I bet your mother was a toaster, and a broken one at that! Let go of me! Release me straight away! Are you really that daft? Arrgh! Choke on rat dung you damn bloody sods!” He managed to swipe his things and cloak them before he was placed in stasis as well…
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WhiteAngel25 The Original Cupcake Queen
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@CaptainManbeard I like both. Personally, as the GM I feel like you should have a little bit more detail to let the rest of know what is going and where the RP is going. I try to match in detail and my normal post length is usually four paragraphs, seven or more if I’m really into it.
Also, heads up this is one the first group RPs I’ve done in like seven years so please let me know if I do things out of order or do something wrong. ☺️
Also, heads up this is one the first group RPs I’ve done in like seven years so please let me know if I do things out of order or do something wrong. ☺️
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I agree with @WhiteAngel25 !
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