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Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

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A wry grin crossed the archer’s face.

“Well, I didn’t bring my golf clubs, but I think I’ll make do.” He drew back and fired an arrow into a throng of the yellow alien menace, which clattered off the city street as they dispersed.

“Well that one didn’t do very much…” The spry old Colonel said, bouncing off of a wall and taking down another Dominator with a shoulder barge, leading with his shield.

“Wait for it, Jumping Jack Flash…” Hawkeye promised, organising another specific arrowhead for the next shaft, before nocking it in preparation.

“Jumping Jack Flash?” Steve queried, just as the first arrowhead opened up and a rapidly growing cloud billowed.

“Oh… of course. Jumping Jack Flash because—”

“It’s a gas, gas, gas… yeah. You got it.”

He released the flare arrow, which ignited the cloud and aliens charred to varying degrees were blasted this way and that.

“I remember that… you did that against AIM a few years back, didn’t you?”

“Yeah. Ugh. Don't remind me... You never know how flammable whatever they're working on is gonna be. ^{_{Well... let's be honest, it's a pretty fair bet...}} You haven’t seen this one though. Shield!”

Hawkeye had prepared another arrow and was aiming it at Rogers. With lightning quick reflexes the Colonel raised his shield, as Clint ricocheted an arrow off of it. The sides of the arrow’s shaft fell and hundreds of smaller needles soared over the oncoming group of the alien menace, before rapidly growing in size and raining down a single shot barrage upon them all, turning them into veritable pincushions.

“Yes. I must say. That one’s new.” The Colonel looked on, somewhat impressed.

Hawkeye put his hand in his quiver, it rattled around as he grabbed the final shaft.

“Well now it’s time for you to fill me in on any ideas YOU have…” Clint rasped.

“…because I’m down to my final one.”

Variety Hour: An Absolute Comics Roleplay

Might drag my Moon Knight stuff over here and continue it.

...I dunno. Something must have inspired me.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 3- Shattered Dimensions

The man that looked back looked foreign now.

Drowning in the baggy costume of yesteryear, unable to fill out where muscle once stood in its stead. Like loose skin in bold primary colours; as wrinkled as the face that now looked back from the mirror every morning. The gold eagle emblem appeared to be beheaded, as the once skintight material saw the head disappear into a new fold, made by the creation of the ill-fit.

Alan sighed. "But duty." He drew the Golden Rod forth and put in the effort to emblazen it. Slowly it glimmered.

"Come on... I need you now!"

Brighter and brighter. The effort was great, but it began to illuminate the room more and more.

"Yes! Come on! If ever you're going to shine on for me again, I need it now!" The man started to wheeze, as if just the exertion was aging him further.

"What good's being bought an extra few decades if I can't use them now! Brighter! Brighter, damn you!"

The light held a bright, almost blinding glow for a few seconds and the original Aquilifer looked away from the light.

"Yes... It's still in me. Just like riding a bike..." He told himself, deliberately looking past the effort it took him to get the Golden Rod to do so.

Alan took one last glance at Dennis as he was laid out on the couch, before walking out the door.

He looked both ways down the street and then up at the imposing alien ship that hung over the city like the Sword of Damocles. With a stern duty-filled face and a grunt he aimed the Golden Rod and took to the sky once more.

The cold was more biting than he ever remembered. Maybe he should have worn a jacket..?

In the streets below, a black clad Vigilante ran frantically, throwing the occasional gravity-gauntlet weighted punch to jerk his frame out of danger, or just ever onwards towards his target. With a relentlessness that looked awkward and uncontrolled.

As he took a corner around a city block, the alien ship was revealed, ever looming over the city like a dark spectre.

From within the darkness of his black balaklava, a flash of white stood in stark contrast. He grinned a dark leer at the thought of the task ahead of him. It called for unrestrained violent fury.

And Flux was nowhere around to make him hold those emotions in check.

With an uppercut he soared towards a mid-rise building's roof, never breaking his stride.

With teeth gritted and a steel gaze, he barreled ever onwards towards the ship.

The Purifier.

At this stage, the Purifier.

Admiral Keelan felt dour. He had deployed the Purifier as ordered, but was not happy about it. There was still much he would have liked to have done - much he would have liked to accomplish before this stage.

Afterall, somewhere out there, in hiding presumably, lay the Rod-Wielder.

And that fact, above all things burned a fire within the Admiral.

These barely evolved apes had forced their hand, drawn out more aggression, and would bring about damage to the prize. The Arlaaekan prize, their home world. And his prize, the rod-wielder.

That defiance, the acknowledgement of even that marginal level of success, tasted bitter in a way Keelan could scarcely stand.

<"Any news from the front, Admiral? And wha--"> Commodore Bialya jumped straight to his regular informal greeting, only for the Admiral to turn to face him, twist the globe at his side and project the image of a colossal spire that had been set down in the heart of Lost Haven right in front of the Commodore.

<"Whoa... Already..?">

With another twist the projection disappeared, and Keelan returned to dispatching units around the European and Asian fronts. He didn't audibly respond to Bialya, his glower said more than enough.

He swept across the globe, tightening the screws on certain regions, diverting pressure to locations of resistance. And then with a cursory glance...

He had checked the monitor on their initial probe. The rod. It was in motion.

And it wasn't the new rod-wielder. A wry smile crossed the Admiral's face as a rare opportunity crossed his path. He tracked the trajectory of the initial rod-wieldere and found he was headed for the Destroyer Class Doomspear. His smile widened further.

The tale of Bromire and the Doomspear was as old as time in Arlaaekan mythology. The Doomspear was an artefact said to make it's wielder indomitable in nature; undefeatable. Bromire swept through two thirds of their homeworld, uniting the Arlaaekan's forever under one mighty banner - the banner of Bromire the Invincible.

Omens were in his favour.

<"What? What is it?"> The Commodore inquired, noticing the heavy change in his mood.

Once more the Keelan projected an image in front of Bialya's face. An aged figure of blue, red and yellow moving at a gentle cruising speed towards the Destroyer Doomspear.

<"I believe it is time that the DC Doomspear underwent a routine spot inspection...">

The Vigilante launched himself with another uppercut aimed at landing him atop a sizble high-rise building deeper in the city centre - the ship loomed large now. It was difficult to get a sense of scope until you really got close enough to take in all of it. Should only be another one or two buildings and he should be in position to make a punch for the Doomspear itself...

The Aquilifer paced his approach with the wisdom of a superhero of multiple decades, and the experience of witnessing countless wars by this ultimate adversary. Patience was the tool of the experienced and he had no intention of leaving any advantage he held out of the equation. He couldn't afford to. Still the question of how he would penetrate the ship's shields remained unanswered. Anything launched at the Doomspear would at best bounce off of it like a pebble skimming the surface of water... at worst, a better analogy might be a bug on a windshield...

The Vigilante threw another punch and launched himself at the Chambers building. The only building with the altitude to give him a single punch's shot at reaching the alien Destroyer. His brow dropped into a determined scowl, and he dropped and rolled on the roof of the Chambers building. He burst back onto his feet and with two strides he swung as hard as he could at the monstrous invader...

Maybe the Golden rod itself could penetrate shields, he considered. It was, after all their own technology. He hadn't really had enough access to their energy shields - beyond those formed by the rod itself - to know whether the rod itself exploited vulnerabilities. He had witnessed rod wielders doing amazing things and being the most effective soldiers against Arlaaekan weaponry in numerous worlds' wars... not as often as you'd think, because kings and despots often hide behind their castle walls. But perhaps... If he were lucky...

The Vigilante soared behind his heavy fist, the wind rippled at his black clothing as he gritted his teeth and anticipated punching through the ship's walls. Oblivious of course to any shields and their potential effect on a drifting attack from a mere human's blunt force...

"Well... Here goes!" The original Aquilifer charged up an energy blast towards the colossal ship.

<This is Admiral Keelan, transferring control of the bridge to Commodore Bialya. Admiral Keelan to Doomspear control. Repeat, this is Admiral Keelan to Doomspear control. Power down all pulse and energy field technology in preparation for embarkment of high ranking official. Repeat, power down pulse and energy field technology generators in preparation for ship-to-ship transfer of high ranking official. Admiral Keelan shall be boarding and observing manouevers firsthand.">

"_^Wowsers..." Alan let slip, some things still able to surprise the old man as he found himself looking on at a blasted hole in the Doomspear's outer hull. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, he pressed the advantage and flew into the newly created gaping maw, as soldiers with energy weapons emerged to try and counter his insurgence. He raised his own shield construct with some effort, and pressed on.

Meanwhile, elsewhere on the underside of the mighty Doomspear, the Vigilante stood in another hole in the outer hull of his own creation. He looked down at his fists and the gravity gauntlets which encased them.

"Alright... I've done a lot over the years. But sometimes I even impress myself..."

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

"And hey, maybe Hawkeye would be up for taking care of little Reptar there."

@Kyoka

Suddenly an arrow cut through the air, before it's head came apart and ejected a small net, knocking the terribl--y small lizard from her gloved hand. Which sparked a brilliant blue with electricity intermittently as the dinosaur emitted a diminished growl from shrunken vocal chords, leaving it sounding closer to a sick ferret than a beast of terror.

He gave his two former would-be teammates a salute and a wink, and then backflipped into the saddle of his SkyCycle in search of more lively opposition.

"Talking about teammates, we seem to be about a league short of some Justice right about now..." He muttered to himself as he took to the sky. "Sure, I jumped ship because I didn't like the way the it seemed to be moving towards one man following orders, but they seem to be giving me a little too much room to figure this one out for myself so far..."

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_{SEASON ONE Sensation & Wonder}

HAWKEYE: EVENT TIE-IN #2 Let Auld Acquaintaince Be For-shot..?

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Far below he saw a familiar face, Steve Rogers - Colonel Captain... or the Captain Colonel, whatever, America - not that HE ever voted for him... getting blasted across the street by the force of a plasma shot to his shield. The disc one. Not the organization. A wry grin crossed Clint's face as he saw the opportunity to get another 'last word' in or, perhaps an 'I owe you one' from between gritted... dentures? Surely dentures. Those can't be his real teeth after all these years, no way. I mean I know he's supposed to be Mister Perfect but-- Focus Clint!

He rolled his shoulders quickly to get a feel for how many arrows were still rattling around in his quiver, and smirked when he felt less than half a dozen.

That big 'Yes-man' pill Goliath gave him an opening, swatting a bunch of dominators away from the fallen Rogers, and Clint jumped clear of his SkyCycle, drew his bow on the flip and landed in front of the Colonel with a trio of arrows nocked and ready to fly.

"I knew it... You're a Hawkeye short. I get it, I'm a lot to try and replace. Well keep your tightey-whiteys clean, old man, 'cos I think I've got one more dance left in me with you jokers."

A horde of Dominators charged.

He loosed the arrows, which were connected on some kind of line. One flew off to the far left and hit a Dominator right in the large red dot on its forehead, another did likewise on the right, and the final one soared over the pack to hit one standing back, barking orders with an even larger red dot. A half second passed before some kind of pulse burst through the line and felled all three as well as every Dominator standing between them.

Clint reached for the next arrow in his quiver. He intended to make every one count, and by his count he had four to go...

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

Christmas today, dragged interstate. Will get something done over the next few days though.

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

Apologies for my absence. Got swamped with work. I'll have something up for Bounce tomorrow.

@Retired

Work's been murdering me too, but I should have the weekend.

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

Hound, please make sure your wife is aware there are greater things at stake than simple office politics.

@Roman

I know... TWO types of aliens and a T-Rex and she's still all "nyeh nyeh nyeh Put the dip out nyeh nyeh will we need more bread rolls nyeh nyeh go get some ice nyeh nyeh nyeh..."

It's enough to make a man open up temporal portals to the cosmic winds of change...

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

Yep. Wife's office Christmas party kind of interrupted things (held at our house).

Soon as I get time I'll finish it and put it up.

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

I might try and sneak in a Thor post today or tomorrow. Dr Fate is gonna sit on the back burner for a minute or two.

Not that I think anyone is waiting on me, but I'm gonna ask for a little leniency regarding post frequency in the next month. I have a surgery on Tuesday, and I expect the recovery/followups will command a lot of my time in the following weeks.

@Dead Cruiser

All the best. Get yourself right.

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

Going to get caught up today. Hopefully post tomorrow.

Weekend was crazy.