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Been a while since I've been on this site, but this seems interesting. So here's a character.

@LostButterfly92
Hey, I'm back. Life was hella crazy, still is but whatever, so I felt like getting back into roleplaying. So I put out a new post for Roger, if that is ok? I would really like to get back into this roleplay.
Roger D’Monty

The last few days had been a blur for the red furred Capybara. Between finishing up his novel for a class, and a paper for Introduction to Genre, academics had been stressful for Roger. This was not helped by how cold it had been, Roger being one who preferred the indoors, and the fact that he had developed a migraine headache. It had started small at first, a pinging in the back of his head. But by the time yesterday morning had come, his head felt like someone was using a jack hammer on it.

As Roger tried getting out of bed, vertigo surrounded him, knocking him back down. In no state to attend class, Roger had spent the day lying down in his dorm room, miserable about how he was feeling, and anxious about missing class. Still, the most he could do was take some pain killers and try to sleep. At some point that night, the vertigo made Roger throw up into his toilet. It seemed to have flushed his system as he was able to sleep peacefully after that.

When morning came Roger was surprised that he mostly felt better. As he got out of bed, he found no vertigo and the pain in his head was now a dull ting. Feeling good about himself, Roger immediately backpedaled when he noticed that the fur around his mouth had some bits of vomit left in it. Feeling grossed out, Roger made a beeline for the dorm showers, wanting to wash the sickness off of himself.

The rushing water of the shower helped clear Roger’s head. As he turned off the tap, Roger felt a lot better about himself. He even whistled a little tune as he went back through the hallway to his dorm room. A poster on the wall caught Roger’s eye as he neared his room. In big letters it announced the Winter Carnival. Roger stopped whistling, realizing that he had completely forgot about the Winter Carnival. In fact, the poster said it started today.

As Roger re-entered his room and began to change into some fresh clothes, he debated attending the carnival. The inner debate was quickly broken up by a phantasm memory of Roger’s Mother. She had always encouraged Roger to go and make friends, and not just online people who liked his videos. Roger took a second to think, before agreeing with the memory of his Mother.

Figuring he should get into the winter spirit, Roger threw on a sweater featuring the Bumble from the old Rudolph cartoon, and a big puffy red winter jacket. Once Roger was ready to go he thought about asking his roommate to come along, only to see that he wasn’t there. Roger thought that maybe he should try making friends with his roommate, but they only exchanged maybe two words a week as he only seemed to come back to his dorm room at midnight to sleep, and then leave at the crack of dawn.

With the roommate out as an option, Roger’s quest to make an IRL friend had to be taken elsewhere. So, Roger left the building and headed toward the gated off area just outside the dorms. Under a massive sign that said: ENTER HERE, Roger saw an ageing grizzly bear with a sweet smile.

Roger approached the bear, “How much for entry?”

“Um, aren’t you a student?” the grizzly laughed, “If so you get in for free. I just need to see your student ID.”

“Really?” Roger replied, feeling a little dumb as he pulled out his wallet and ID from within, “I forgot that we were supposed to get perks with the cards.”

“Yeah, you would be surprised by all the stuff the University gives away,” the bear replied as he looked at Roger’s ID, “Anyway, go in and have some fun.”

Roger gave the bear a small smile as he entered the Winter Carnival. Once through the gate, Roger was greeted with a plethora of smells of different cuisines. While the school cafeteria did have a decent variety of food, what could be found right by the carnival’s entrance immediately eclipsed it. Next to Roger was a truck selling bowls of pasta with beetle sauce, the aroma almost making Roger wish he wasn’t a herbivore. The next smell that hit him was of something he could eat, deep fried berries with sugar powder.

Roger immediately bought an order, not caring that he was having dessert for breakfast. As he chewed he decided to leave the food area, knowing that if he stayed he would spend all his money on these amazing foods. As Roger finished devouring his meal, he came upon the school club stand sections. Roger had always intended to join a club at University, to find like minded people, but he had initially had trouble balancing school, video making, and his social life. But now Roger felt he had a better grip on his time.

Roger began to walk among the stands, only for someone to shout, “Hey, sweet sweater!”

Roger turned toward the voice, half expecting it to be someone mocking him for being a nerd. Instead he saw a Fox sitting behind the anime club table, “The Bumble doesn’t get enough love.”

“Wow,” Roger said nervously, “It’s rare to find someone who knows what this is.”

“Yeah, I love stop motion animation,” the Fox replied, “Well any kind of animation.”

A Ram sitting next to the Fox elbowed his ribs, “Oh right! Anime as well,” he said, “Would you be interested in joining the anime club? I promise we’re not weirdos.”

Roger glanced at the various anime figures littering the table, before laughing, “It’s cool. I’m down with weird, mostly movies though.”

“Well I used to be into classic western animation exclusively, but Brian here,” the Ram looked up from the manga he was reading, “Got me into anime back in high school. I would highly recommend it.”

“You know what? Tell me more,” Roger said with genuine interest.

Roger and the Fox continued to talk, as the young Capybara felt at ease, not even conscious thinking about his need to make friends.
@Omega Man
My apologies for disappearing for so long. Real life has been terrible for me as I'm having a really hard time with my mental health, which has consumed all of my focus. If it is alright with you I'd like to continue playing as Frankenstein if you'll have me.
@LostButterfly92
Sorry about disappearing for so long. My personal life has been kind of terrible as I'm struggling with my mental illness. If it is okay with you I'd like to continue playing Roger in this roleplay.
@LadyRunic
Yes we have room. And for anyone else interested, we are accepting characters until the team officially starts their first mission.
Garnet saw Hyper enter the briefing room next, which made sense as he was the fastest of the initiates, “I was already in the building, down in the arcade.”

Astra entered next, followed shortly by Viking. Garnet decided to not ask about the little bit of blood on his lips. Garnet was aware that he had powers similar to the Hulk, but wasn’t sure if had his rage. In fact, Garnet felt a little insignificant in regards to his powers compared to the other initiates. Shooting gems seemed to suck compared to supersonic flight, super strength, or a bad ass power armour.

Garnet was snapped out of his mental ruminations when the holo-projector in the centre of the briefing room powered on. A second later the holographic image of Captain America appeared. The impressive looking hero took a few seconds to allow everyone to stop talking and focus on him.

“Greetings initiates,” the star spangled hero said, “I trust that your time at the mansion has been pleasant. Now onto business. It is time for your first mission. Don’t expect it to be an easy one either.”

The Captain’s friendly face then turned a little grim, “As you know, the Avengers have dismantled most of the infrastructure of the terrorist group known as HYDRA. While we have captured most of HYDRA’s leadership, some of their elite agents are still at large.”

“That leads us to your target,” Cap said as a picture of a black haired woman wearing green appeared next to him, “This is Ophelia Sarkissian, formerly known as Madame Hydra. She was one of their top agents for many years. But during the fall of HYDRA, she managed to escape without a trace. But a few days ago she popped back up when footage caught her working with the Serpent Society, a team of augmented super-villains. Apparently she has joined up with them, now going by Viper.”

The image of Viper disappeared as Captain America turned back to the initiates, “Your mission is to capture Viper, as well as the Serpent Society if possible. We have intel that they have just recently entered Sokovia. You will take a Quinjet to Sokovia, where you will receive further instructions. Any questions?”

Garnet held his tongue. While he was excited to finally go on a mission as an Avenger, or almost Avenger, he was worried about going after one of HYDRA’s top agents. After all he had seen the destruction caused by the battle between HYDRA and the Avengers. But, he now had a team to rely on, as before it was just him and Opal, so he would have some back up.
London, England


Frankenstein waited quietly in the shadows of the corner of the book store. He was used to remaining in shadow, as his appearance did tend to cause fear. Even though humanity couldn’t stand him, he still felt the need to protect them. To that end, he was waiting in an occult bookstore, the owner of this particular store known for having all the gossip of the supernatural in England.

“Sorry to keep you waiting Mr. Adam,” the old man entered the room, “But I’m afraid that you made this trip for nothing. As far as I know, the magic community is behaving itself. So it would seem there is no vampire to smash in its fangs, or ghost to exorcise.”

“Having nothing happen is preferable,” replied Frankenstein, “I would rather hold a good book, than hold my sword.”

“And what a pretty sword it is,” the old man looked at the blade on Frankenstein’s back, “Though I can’t place its heritage. Atlantean? Gem World?”

Frankenstein laughed, “You could keep guessing and never get it. For now it will remain a secret, just as I am a creature of secrets.”

The old man then laughed, “Very well. Perhaps I could find the answer in my books, as I have far too many books.”

The man then turned toward the many bookshelves packed with arcane tomes. Frankenstein took this as his cue to leave. He headed to the back of the store, where an ancient stone door stood. It was a portal door, an artifact that can connect to any other portal door around the world. Frankenstein put his hand on the door knob, focusing his thoughts on where he wanted to go.

Frankenstein opened the door, revealing a bright light. Stepping into the light, Frankenstein left England and entered America, specifically Washington D.C. Frankenstein found himself in a dimly lit room, with a poker table in the middle. Around the table sat various kinds of Fae, such as Pixies, Elves, and Gnomes. Initially gasping at the abrupt entrance of the giant man, the Fae calmed down when they recognized him as Frankenstein the monster hunter.

Frankenstein just nodded at them as he made his way up the stairs and out of the gambling den. Exiting into an alleyway, Frankenstein saw that he was only a few blocks away from the Justice League Unlimited HQ. While he was a member of the team, Frankenstein had not been publicly unveiled. So, to prevent cries of a monster going after the Justice League, Frankenstein decided to keep to the shadowed alleyways to get to the HQ, planning to use the secret back entrance.
Thanks for understanding.
Akira continued deeper into the park, determined to find the source of the voice. After a few minutes he decided that he was getting nowhere, seemingly going in circles around the park. It didn’t help that he didn’t know the layout of the park at all as he was new to Tokyo. After another minute of fruitless searching, Akira sat down on a park bench. Pulling out his phone and looking at the time, Akira considered heading home. Then he heard the voice again.

“I do--much time. My--eople need help! You m--ave them!”

Akira sprang back up onto his feet. The voice sounded closer this time, and a lot more urgent. Believing now that he knew the direction it was coming from, Akira began to run toward the voice. As he made his way through the trees, he found himself in front of a water fountain. Initially he just saw the few other teenagers gathered around, but then he saw it, some sort of an energy ball. And rising from the ball was many faint images of ones and zeroes.

The strange sight caused Akira to stop running, standing a few feet behind the others. His mind raced as he tried to find a logical explanation for what he was seeing. Maybe it was a prank, and they were all secretly on camera. Or maybe some sort of promotion using holograms. But if it were those things then why would it be in this almost empty park and not someplace with more people. Akira just didn’t get it.

“So, what are we looking at?” Akira asked no one in particular.
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