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Desktop profile login won't work. Coincidence that Windows 7 is no longer supported on same day? Consider me doubtful.
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I wonder why I have no notifications, then I realize I forgot to sub to my own threads. Whoops!
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6 yrs ago
I'm having way too much fun with my Legend of Zelda Encylopedia. This is the game that got me into roleplaying so have a lot invested in it's lore and stories. Too bad can't have all the games too.
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6 yrs ago
It's begining to look a lot like Christmas...too bad it was already looking this way back in October...
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Whew, looks like only 5 days, stupid thing showed me six just to try and scare my pants off...

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I know what I want for my next big story arc, but I need to save that for later. In the meantime having a hard time coming up with an intermediary plot before the MME. Doesn't help that I have overtime pretty much all the time now with the holidays so that's draining my brain power.
While I really want to do this...the fact is this is turning out to not be a good time to start so here's what I'm gonna do. If anybody wants to make this roleplay you are completely free to steal the idea and make your own. Sorry about this but better I bow out now than be a poor excuse for a GM.@DC The Dragon@Reflection@Lotrix Molick@Athol@Argonaut@Miss Servitor@ShwiggityShwah@Saltwater Thief@ItMeGritty

So just going to nudge everyone so they know what's going on. Ya...holiday season's never a good time to start something as time consuming as GMing, especially when you have a manual labor type job zapping brain power.
Carol Danvers Is



Earth's Solar System - Yon-Rogg's spacecraft

Everything had been going so well, sure getting interrupted by the humans had been annoying but he had managed to complete his objective. He had finished his reprogramming of the Kree Sentry, set it to overload to destroy the planet, managed to escape Captain Mar-vell's pursuit, dooming him to suffer the same fate as the rest of the planet once the nega-bomb went off. Colonel Yon-Rogg had been patiently waiting in orbit for the final moment of his most hated rival, but instead of the complete devastation of an insignificant world all he witnessed was a harmless space detonation that had burned green deep within his eyes.

"How the Kriffin did they managed to get the core out into space in time? There should have been no way for them to gain access to the core while the Kree Sentry was in battle mode!" The only possible explanation that made sense to the colonel, was that Sentry 459 was a few millennia old and perhaps all that time had somehow weakened the sentry's structural integrity. A lack of maintenance must have finally taken its toll on the ancient Kree probe which in turn allowed a weakness to show that the human's had somehow managed to exploit.

Yon-Rogg cursed and swore as his ship traveled past Mars, he was taking his sweet time at the moment while he figured out his next move. As soon as the core had been ripped out an automatic emergency message would have been broadcast to the Kree Empire, a simple enough message, someone had managed to take out a Kree Sentry, which was not something many could do. This would put Earth in the empires crosshairs and unfortunately the colonel's bungling would be quickly found out and he had no idea what the Supreme Intelligence would decide after everything was found out.

Yon-Rogg leaned back in his chair, linked his fingers together and brought them up to his chin in thought. "The most logical move would be to send someone else as quickly as possible to confirm the situation. Since this planet has been a Kree experiment since long ago that means someone high up in the chain will be sent, possibly even Ronan the Accuser. If he comes my Krafaf is cooked once he forces the entire story out of me, of course so will Captain Mar-vell and this worthless planet but I need to make sure I'm alive and well to enjoy it when it happens."

Suddenly an idea came to him, causing him to sit up straight and smile.

"I know just who I need to talk to..."


Planet Tripscord - Kree science expedition

The Kree science expedition had been scouring the planet's surface for a good month now, there had been a few things of interest here and there: A natural deposit of some very rare minerals which would be labeled for mining later, some unique flora with some hallucinogen effects, and some unique specimens of note such as a large animal that could only be described as a moving hill. The planet had only a few different biomes, jungle, desert, and tundra being the majority of the surface. The species diversity was rather limited as a result, the ecology was stable and the planet seemed healthy overall.

"It really is a rather boring world." Doctor Minn-Erva complained as she finished her dissection of a small rabbit like animal that was near the bottom of the food chain. A Kree researcher nearby looked up from his own work with a strange look on her face, probably not sure what to make of her superior's words.

"Oh don't look like you don't understand what I'm talking about. This world is stable, complete, almost depressingly so. When there is no challenge, no variety then a population will become stagnant and cease to evolve. We've cataloged every species we could find and what have we found? A paltry seven thousand, the genetics had stopped being modified on this world millennia ago, there is nothing for me to learn here." Dr. Minn-Erva blew a lock of black hair out of her face and tossed the carcass away without a second thought. They were scheduled to research this heap for at least another week or two but she was itching to move on to the next world.

Off in the distance she could see a Kree guard from the ship running over to her location. He seemed to be in quite a hurry.
Minn-Erva raised an eyebrow as the Kree soldier stopped right in front of her and handed over a communication device. Curiosity overtook her as she grabbed the device and looked at the message title, <Urgent Message for Dr. Minn-Erva’s eyes only>, how very strange to receive such a thing. She waved the solider off who saluted and headed back to the ship. Minn-Erva took a few steps away from everyone else, making sure she was out of listening distance as well as sight. She tapped the screen and thoroughly examined the message before her.

<Salutations Dr. Minn-Erva,

I, Colonel Yon-Rogg of the Kree Navy, have some information I am sure you will be quite interested in. While stationed at Kree experimental site 235, which is currently inhabited by a species called humans. Fairly recently a large number of anomalies have been sighted among their populace, individuals of astounding ability and skills. In the latest incident the local populace engaged in combat with Sentry 459 and against all odds one of the Earthlings managed to destroy the Sentry. Below is a recording of that individual.>


Minn-Erva tapped the attachment and before her she could see the stunning figure of a female in some very familiar garments. Minn-Erva’s eyes popped open as far as they could go as all the implications of the video Yon-Rogg had acquired from the last moments of the Sentry’s life flashed before her eyes. Thoroughly intrigued now she continued reading.

<From the Sentry’s last log entries I can conclude this woman here is a prime example of a human-kree hybrid as it was her tampering which started the fight in the first place. Of course she is but one example of the strange things which have appeared on this planet in the last few years. I feel that a geneticist of your stature would be more than willing to bend the rules to observe firsthand the genetic wonders this planet has unlocked. Unfortunately much of my equipment has been damaged along with other loses so I implore you to offer your assistance as soon as possible.
I hope for a speedy reply.>


Minn-Erva laughed to herself as she finished reading. She knew Colonel Yon-Rogg only by reputation but from his words it was apparent that there was more going on then he wished to share. The only reason it had been sent to her was so that he could use her resources once she arrived, but frankly that was completely fine with her. The tantalizing specimen and the excitement of working on a world that could help the Kree unlock their own genetic code to ascend to new heights! The possibilities were endless and right on her screen was living proof that Kree DNA could in fact be enhanced.

Earth itself as a research subject had fascinated her when she was in training; a world experimented on to produce warriors that would bolster the Kree Empire one day. Not much had come from it but now perhaps, after so long those experiments had succeeded, making the planet ripe for the picking. Of course the high command on the planet Hala would soon receive word of the Sentry’s destruction and act accordingly, once any type of military force arrived it would make it harder for her to work, thankfully she was much closer to Earth due to her work. She would have to pack up immediately and head out to Earth right away, it was against protocol and she would be punished somehow, but the secrets of genetics was right there in front of her and there was no way in the cosmos she was going to allow someone else be the one to unlock their secrets first.

Dr. Minerva rushed out to gather her things and shouted to the other scientists. “Hurry up and gather your things, we have an important mission to accomplish.” This was of course a lie, but anything that hastened their progress to getting to Earth first would be worth it. Then she noticed one of her team was still missing.

“Where is Til-Vong? I am sure he was part of our group in this sector.”

“I’m not sure Dr. Minn-Erva; he went to investigate an unnatural cave along with one of the soldiers two days ago. Wait, actually there they are! I can see them coming! Son of a Schlag Til-Vong! Where the heck have you been all this time?” The fellow scientist rushed up to the young Til-Vong and his protector as they made their way over to them. They seemed a little exhausted but other than that perfect all right.

“Excuse us for being late in our return. The cave somehow interfered with our equipment and we were lost down there for a while. I am sad to say we did not find anything of interest to make it worth our trip.” The young researcher replied bashfully as the rest of the researchers were busy gathering everything up. “What is going on?”

“Dr. Minn-Erva said we’re leaving on a mission. My guess is to another planet the Supreme Intelligence wants us to take a close look at.”

“Oh well that’s just perfect, this rock was getting a little boring anyway.”

“What? I seem to remember you being all giddy about starting your first assignment?”

“Err well a lot can change when you’ve been trapped in a cave for two days, don’t really want to have that happen again? Anyway I guess we’re leaving rather soon?” Til-Vong asked as he started finding his own tools to put away.

“As soon as you slow pokes are ready to go along with the other groups, we’ll leave as soon as possible.” Dr. Minerva responded, having already packed up at this point and impatiently waiting for the rest.

“I see, well that suits me just fine.” Til-Vong gave a bit of a strange, almost pained smile, but Dr. Minerva didn’t notice, her mind already planning her first moves once she arrived on Earth.


Earth – Beverly Massachusetts

“I look like complete crap on TV.” I couldn’t help thinking as I caught a glimpse of the very short interview I did before getting out of there as fast as a cruise missile. My hair was messed up, the mask made me look like a robber, and I had dirt smudging up my uniform. Still, I guess I didn’t look too bad considering I had just wrestled with a several story tall robot.

The interview had been quite brief, barely two minutes in all. The only things I could really say was a short cover story about the robot with little information given, so SWORD could fill in the details they wanted later, and my new codename, Ms Marvel. It was a strange feeling, seeing yourself on the screen, being regarded as a new ‘superhero’ and using a new identity to boot. I knew a lot of actors used stage names so maybe it was like that, though of course none of them were being seen as heroes who could knock down a giant robot and shoot lasers out of her hands.

Joe, Joseph, and I were currently watching TV in mostly silence, except for the occasional crunch of popcorn being passed in a bowl between the three of us. Everyone had been remarkably quiet once I had got back. Not sure what had got into them but I was not in a particularly happy mood as Mar-Vell had sneaked off after failing to capture Yon-Rogg.

I understood he was now a fugitive on the run from SWORD now that his identity was revealed, which was why he had disappeared, but I was left without closure once again. I stuffed my face full of buttered popcorn to try and take my mind off of wanting to strangle that man. The next time I met him he was going to wish he had never saved me in the first place.

A son I didn’t recognize started to play but halted as soon as my brother whipped out his cell phone. “Oh hey honey how’s it going? Sorry you couldn’t be with me but you’d probably be bored sitting around here anyway. Can’t say there’s much life to our party here-“ Joe stepped out of the living room so he could talk privately.

By now the news flash was gone and it was just me and my father. The silence and tension between us was tangible and oppressive. Then Joseph said something that took me completely by surprise.

“Nice work protecting the civilians.”

“Wait, what do you mean Joseph?”

“Oh don’t be dumb with me Carol; you think I don’t recognize my own daughter even if she’s dressed up as a half-assed stripper?”

My jaw dropped, I don’t know how he managed to figure it out from that short clip, maybe it was some sort of weird father-daughter connection? Course I couldn’t say our connection had been very strong ever. But I wasn’t sure what to say since it was suppose to be a high-level secret.

That stripper comment had been totally unnecessary.

“Don’t look that way my idiot daughter, you left here in a freaken super chopper, and looking at you being all military out on that desert there telling the bare facts for the masses, reminded me of myself on the field. Plus the way you talked and stood there reminded me of your mom, rest her soul. I don’t know what kind of shit you got yourself into now, but at least you’re not useless.”

That was probably the closest I was ever gonna get to a compliment from my ever loving father.

“I’m sure you understand all information relating to this is classified.”

“Of course, I’m an ex-military man like you, I know how the game works, course my games never included such outlandish gear. Seriously what are you dressed up as, Mrs. Claus? Got all that red and even a star on the front to remind the world of the Star of Bethlehem.”

“You’re just going to continue to make fun of me for this forever aren’t you?”

“Damn straight I am, you went through military hazing so it’s nothing you can’t handle.”

“Oh Lord on High give me patience with this man, and frankly all the men in my life right now.” I couldn’t help but silently pray. I wonder what a normal Christmas would look like? Doubt I would ever find out.

Weird to think I now shared an intimate secret with my father. Never thought in a million years that was going to happen. Maybe, just maybe it would be a start to patching up our relationship. A bit of a Christmas Miracle...maybe.

@DC The Dragon@Athol@Miss Servitor

Characters look pretty good so I'll go ahead and ok them. I will say though, everyone is really bad at following the 2-4 paragraph instructions for the story. :)
Was looking for my robotech DvDs when I noticed something I had completely forgotten I had, the complete series of Birds of Prey. I can't remember why I ever got it, though I did get for cheap if I recall, I think I was just really interested in Birds of Prey at the time? Huntress is Batman and Catwoman's daughter, Batman got depressed and disappeared after Selena died, Oracle is in charge, but I think the main thing I remembered without watching it again, is just how boring this version of Harley Quinn was. Pretty much the entire Harley Quinn persona was pretty much dropped and all that was left was Harleen Quinzel who was an evil psychologist who still had feelings for the Joker who was gone at that point.

I'm wondering if I dare try to watch it again after all these years or if it is something that should stay a distant memory...so got any daughters yet @Master Bruce?

On another note can't say Ms Marvel's first major battle was all that exciting but at least it was a good starting point to branch off of. Well only so much you can do to make a hunk of metal interesting when it doesn't have a psychopathic AI like Brainiac and is mostly just a war machine and communications device. Taking me a bit to really get into the flow of things, definitely think my early posts were stronger than my more recent ones.
@Reflection No I haven't had much time and I've just learned I got mandatory overtime this next week so that's gonna eat into my time. Probably the most I'll end up doing is maybe accepting characters and adding a rules section or something.
Carol Danvers Is



Nevada Skies

"Alright Carol, gotta kick it up a notch to catch this death machine." With a little pep talk and a slap to the cheeks I started to rev up my engine into high gear. Really, I had no idea how my flight actually worked but there was one very interesting thing I had noticed, I didn't feel the wind.

Though it was just me that was flying it was like I was in a cockpit, protected from the air around me, which meant it was very easy to reach incredible speeds without the wind threatening to rip my face off. Also since it was just my body and whatever was keeping the wind at bay I was incredibly aerodynamic and able to achieve great speeds without worry. Mach I, Mach II, Mach III, I had already left the sound barrier long behind as I streaked across the sky, already catching up to my target.

The Kree Sentry must have noticed me as energy pulses and missiles screamed through the sky to try and knock me out. Dives, climbs, strafes, loops, all the tricks from my fighter piloting days coursed through my head as I blasted the missiles and tried to remember to let the pulses hit me so I could absorb their power, it was very hard since my reflexes for the most part took over which told me to avoid everything. Dodge, fire, explosion, hit, close call, all of these things and more occurred as I weaved through the air like an F-22 raptor.

I scored some strong direct hits on the sentry but it was only enough to knock it off course for a few seconds. My blasts were just not strong enough to knock it out of the sky. Terror gripped me as I looked beyond and saw the city of Las Vegas quickly becoming larger, if I was unable to stop this machine in time who knows how much of the biggest high-society gambling entertainment industry city would be reduced to rubble. Course, even if I did stop it I also had to find a way to stop its reactor from becoming the bomb that made the human race extinct like the dinosaurs.

My options were getting even slimmer as the Kree Sentry had finally realized it's energy based weaponry was completely ineffective against me so now I was only dealing with physical projectiles so no more power spikes for my blasts. If I had more time to practice and understand my powers maybe I could have figured something out, but there was no time for that I needed a new plan of attack. There was really only one option left that I had yet to try, it went against all common sense, but after my transformation I guess I needed to learn a new type of common sense, that of a superhuman's.

"I can't believe I am going to have to fight a giant hunk of metal with my actual body, I certainly hope this cellular restructuring is all it’s cracked up to me or I am going to make one colorful splat on that bad version of an Iron Giant."

Quickly I ascended into the air to gain altitude then, putting my arms out in front of me, I dive-bombed the Kree sentry. I gritted my teeth as my pilot reflexes told me to pull up at the last second but instead I smashed right into its back. The impact hurt but at last I had actually made a difference as the force of impact caused us both to careen straight into the ground. The screeching of metal, banging and clanging were about all I could hear as the robot scraped and dug into the ground from the force of impact, gouging out a large swath of ground in the process.

My body ached from the impact, especially my arms which took the brunt of blow, as I found myself partially embedded into the body armor of the sentry but I managed to get up and breathed a sigh of relief since we had crashed just shy of the city. Unfortunately Sentry 459 also managed to stand up and despite a lot of dents and scraps it was still very much active and decided to try and walk the rest of the way into the city. I threw my hands up in utter disgust, this automaton had more durability M1A2 SEP tank and felt like it was made out of the hardest of diamonds.

I quickly flew back into action to cut off the sentry as it started to try and bombard the city as it walked. The most intense game of missile commander in my life had quickly begun as I shot missiles out of the sky with the speed of an M-134 minigun. I had to find a way to end this battle fast or a missile was going to slip past me very soon and create a lot of casualties. The longer this went on, the harder it would be to keep up and the closer to reactor meltdown the sentry got, time was not on my side at all.


Las Vegas Stratosphere Casino
Beeps and boops could be heard from the various slot machines as people gambled their life savings away for the chance at making it big. People with already a lot of money just did it for fun with a chance to increase their pocket change. Gone were the days when coins clinked and clanked whenever a jackpot was to be found, everything was now electronic, quiet and frankly not as fun as it used to be.

The lights were there, the money was technically there, but without the clatter of dropping coins gambling really had lost a lot of its flavor. There had been a slight rumbling earlier but nothing major so it had been ignored. The traveling millionaire sighed as he took a sip from his overly fancy cocktail, nearly gouging his eye out with the tiny umbrella. With a grunt he wretched it out of the cup and tossed it toward the nearest trash receptacle but his aim was off and the umbrella fell to the ground.

He was considering if he should pick it up when all the televisions suddenly changed as a reporter appeared on the tube. “We interrupt this programming for an emergency announcement.” The report was reduced to the left side of the television as video emerged on the right. A giant robot appeared on the screen and the subtitles underneath it announced the location, just outside the north-east outskirts of Las Vegas and the LIVE title could be seen. A figure could be seen flying around it, blasting the robots missiles and trying to prevent the robot from advancing on the city.

“Currently an unknown individual is combating what appears to be a giant robot. Residents of Las Vegas are advised to seek shelter immediately until the danger has passed.” The video changed angles to an aerial view from a news chopper trying to get a better look at the action. As the helicopter got closer though suddenly a missile erupted from the shoulder of the sentry, heading straight toward the chopper. You could hear the news crew cursing, urging their pilot to take evasive action but then the missile blew up in flight before it could reach them and suddenly a blond woman in a mostly red outfit was right in front of the camera, urging the helicopter to fly away with her hands, before zipping back into action.

“Please seek your closest emergency shelter immediately! As you can see we almost lost our news chopper and we have no idea when one of those attacks might get past the superwoman currently in combat. We will inform you of the situation as it unfolds before our eyes.”

Well, that was all it took to send a large portion of the casino running and screaming to get out of there. Patrons and staff rushed for the exits and lower portions of the hotel. Drinks were spilled, shoes where lost, hair was undone as the masses descended into absolute terror. The millionaire however, just sat there, unmoving watching as the place was soon deserted.

The millionaire stood up, went over to an area without cameras and then remerged as not the middle-aged millionaire from before but as one of the female staff of the establishment.

“Might as well take advantage of the situation.” The now stunning brunette smiled devilishly as she went to work raiding the casino, it would not take her long to make way with a sizable sum. Sure this wasn’t the reason why she was currently in Las Vegas but it wouldn’t hurt to have some extra cash on hand.


Las Vegas Outskirts
I couldn’t believe the news had already gotten involved in my battle. Guess my existence was no longer going to be a SWORD secret. That stupid helicopter had almost gotten itself blow out of the sky and would have if I hadn’t been there to save it. My frustration was growing as I noticed despite my best efforts, the sentry was making some headway. What was doubly concerning however was the fact the sentry had started to glow all over its body, which could only mean the reactor was running quite hot.

A missile managed to streak past me and blow up what I hoped was an abandoned building, of course I had no way of knowing for sure as I was busy blowing all the other ones out of the sky. How did the sentry keep firing so many missiles? Was it creating them in its body somehow? Considering how many I had shot down, yet they kept coming that was the only option that seemed possible. This meant I could not just make the sentry run out of ammunition and even if that was possible, if the sentry started firing all of its energy blast it would be impossible for me to stop them all, I might be able to absorb and fight back more effectively but by then it would be too late.

“Ok Carol, you need a way to take this thing down once and for all! The problem is that armor is just so thick I can’t seem to get through it.” As I shot another missile down I suddenly remembered a very important piece of information. I had been so distracted trying to slow down the sentry that it had completely slipped by mind what had happened back at the base. I conked myself on the head for missing such an important detail.

“Of course! I should have been going for that section from the start! I need to do this before Las Vegas becomes a complete battlezone.” The SWORD railgun attack from early had managed to blast out a chunk of the sentry’s armor which meant that was my point of entry. I desperately flew around, blasting whatever I could as I tried to find the exact spot. There, I found it, three o’clock, back left side of the sentry, some tearing off of the sentry’s hull out be seen.

I had to be quick, I started gathering energy in my fists as I prepared to attack, increasing my speed I circled around the sentry, making it hard for it to follow my movements as well as to increase my momentum. Concentrating on the task on hand I had to let a few missiles sneak past, their explosions on the ground below gave me pangs of guilt but if I was unable to punch through the alien machine everything would be destroyed anyway.

With one final loop I released all my energy at the same time I stuck my fist into the spot. For the briefest of moments nothing seemed to happen and I feared I had failed, but then, I could feel my fist rip into the metal and with half a second I had already torn open a hole in the body. I slipped in right before a giant fist tried to knock me away.

The inside of the sentry took my breath away, it was positively gorgeous. It was like being inside of a giant computer but with no traditional wiring that I could see, everything just seemed to flow through the gigantic body on waves of blue-green energy and at the center was a round orb, glowing like a small sun in the middle with hundreds of threads of energy flowing from it to all portions of the body. That had to be the reactor core and I could tell it was nearing its limit by the way it glowed and flickered violently.

There was no time to think, I had to get it out of there before the doomsday clock reached midnight. I rushed to the center, blasting and knocking everything in my way while trying to avoid directly hitting the reactor. Ripping my way to the center I grabbed the orb, which was about twice my size, and yanked it with all my might. The connections groaned in protest but thankfully the innards of the machine were a lot less durable than the armored shell and I finished extracting it.

Instantly with the connection having been lost the once glowing body went silent and dark. It also started to topple over which forced me to quickly remove the robot’s heart through hole which I quickly had to blast open a bit more to safely extract the reactor. But now that energy was no longer being supplied to the sentry the reactor’s power had nowhere to go, what had been a mostly pure white glow was quickly turning a sickly bright green as the pulsing accelerated.


“If this thing is as strong as I think it is, then I only have one option!”
I stared up at atmosphere, hauled the reactor core up on top it’s weight pressing down upon me but while dense, thankfully it was a weight I could easily handle. I steeled myself and took a sharp breath as I prepared to enter the stratosphere.

“It’s do or die now!” I shouted as I shot up like a rocket into the sky, the glowing reactor growing ever more unstable. I didn’t even know if I could survive in space but I was going to have to take that chance if the Earth was going to survive. Feeling the air quickly thinning, I took a final deep breath as a precaution and started to hold my breath before the atmosphere could complete disappear.

Schalg! It was getting cold as I started to leave earth behind but it seemed that my energy was keeping myself from freezing to death. Feeling that the reactor had achieved escape velocity I tossed it as hard as I could at the sun. It was breathtaking to see space in person, and while I wanted to see more it was exactly that, breathtaking. I needed to breath and I was not about to stay above the stratosphere longer than I had to, also a giant death bomb was still a little too close for comfort so I quickly divided back down toward earth.

I greedily gulped in some air as I floated in the lower atmosphere and look back at where the reactor had gone. As soon as I did the sky lit up with a brilliant green glow as the reactor reached critical mass and exploded. I had to admit it was pretty to look at but unlike normal explosions there was little aftereffects as it disappeared from existence as if it had never been in the first place.

Seeing that the earth had been saved by adrenaline left me and the full weight of all the energy I had used and the blows I had taken quickly became apparent. I could feel a cold sweat on my brow and my body ached all over, my stamina was certainly amazing these days but when you were forced to fight like an Amazon for half an hour straight with no break even my super stamina couldn’t completely counter all the fatigue that had built up.

I lazily floated down to the ground where the husk of Kree Sentry 459 was. I really did not feel like moving much for a while.
“Congratulations Carol…you somehow did it thanks to SWORD’s rail gun. Oh Lord, I’m going to have to deal with all that press aren’t I?”

I groaned as all sorts of news vans and every other news vehicle in the area rushed to the scene now that the danger was passed. I considered flying away but I just felt too tired to bother, it looked like my fight might not be over quite yet after all.


“I think I’d rather fight that Kree Sentry all over again…I wonder what happened to Captain Mar-vell and Colonel Yon-Rogg? Guess I won’t know for a while if these reporters have anything to say about it. This is going to be oh, so much fun.”
My voice dripped with sarcasm as I touched down near the broken body of the sentry while my next mission approached, the mission of public relations.

Joy.

I always liked the dress up part of the holiday but...well not a big fan of all the nasty stuff in the first place so not really my holiday. Also one of the crew that had Fall Festivals rather than Halloween. Overall I much prefer just 'cosplay' type stuff rather than the Halloween theme. Well if I had friends that could help me make a costume then maybe I would be more interested but I'm a lazy bum when it comes to trying to make my own so usually I just end up not bothering.
Would it be fair to assume that 'Station' would be synonymous with 'City', and with smaller towns East or West of the Stations, feeding them water/materials for either the Station's population or for trade North or South along the line?


Not all stations are created equal, but in general since they are so important to the surrounding land, cities and towns do tend to naturally spring up around them since freight is so important. Then of course other towns and cities wherever there is water or sometimes an important natural resource like iron or trees. If for some reason a town did not develop around the station itself, perhaps too far away from a stable water source for other reason, usually there is at least a saloon, hotel, and of course places for the train staff.

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Also, a big consideration is whether refined metal or good wood is easier to come by. With low quality wood and average metal access, crossbow edges out bow. With high quality wood or high quality metal with access to proper adhesives, then composite reflex wins due to quality allowing for high, compact draw weight and thus offering nearly the same power for a faster shot. Crossbows are more durable overall and have half the weight on their ammo. The problem is rate of fire as well as how the character would get the draw full.

What type of armor is common in this era? If armor is at best infrequently used, then the crossbow would require far less "power" behind it as period mechanics could allow an inbuilt pull mechanism to reduce fatigue and increase speed.


As water is hard to come by, big trees and good wood can also be rather difficult to obtain. Often times stone and brick tend to be the construction material of choice as it is much easier to come by.

The closest you will probably get to armor would be things like hardened hides and leather. Of course a lot of people use knives and the like so something to protect against that would be good, but since guns are a thing, mobility and ease of wear is much more important. Course there are exceptions to every rule but as good metal can be hard to come by not very many have any types of 'armor'.
OOC is up! I didn't actually add very much unfortunately but I'll get to that eventually. Mostly just to get people thinking and interested for now while I try to set up the beginning when I have time.

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Just mentioning all the peeps that were in here.
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