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Post by Bloody Vicious and Pitbull on Nov 14, 2007 1:39:01 GMT -5
Tandy Bowen sighed. "No." She stood and walked to the front of the theater. "Hanae, please remember to pivot on three and not on two...if you pivot on two you are too early and it makes the whole line look sloppy." Hanae rolled her eyes. "It just feels so unnatural-" "That's the choreography, Hanae." Tandy said and demonstrated. Her black heels clicking against the wooden slatted floor of the stage. She loved dancing but it was even better to see her dances come alive through others. If only this wanna-be Broadway superstar would listen! "Andy!" The assistant director called from backstage. "Andy Bowen, you have a phone call." Andy Bowen - a stage name, one more step away from the Paris Hilton brat and the flighty young hero known as Dagger. Tandy was an adult now and she was going to make something of her life. She left Hanae with a stern warning and hurried to the phonebooth. "Hello, Tandy?" A smooth voice, glistening with saccharine familiarity, "This is your second cousin, Dave. You may not remember me but I could never forget you-" "Excuse me, Dave." Tandy gritted her teeth, she certainly didn't remember any cousins. She'd left her family completely behind years ago. "I'm working right now." "Listen, I need a favor-" "Find someone who cares." Tandy hung up. She straightened her suit, pacing back to the stage when she felt a dull twinge in her chest. Tandy stopped. She'd ignored the ache for a few months now, it seemed to appear out of nowhere. Her chest would hurt and her head would pound and her powers would dull and then everything would be fine...except her light would grow a little grayer. Tandy shook her head, she had too much work to do to visit a doctor and who would know anything about her powers? She stepped back into the room to see Hanae move on two. "Hanae!" Tandy put her hands on her slim hips, "Three! Turn on Three!" Approved. I hope you enjoy playing the character.
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Post by Bloody Vicious and Pitbull on Nov 15, 2007 10:27:05 GMT -5
(for those of you who dont know, Black Bolt cannot speak, less he wreak havoc on his surroundings, as such I will speak through him via npc helpers and Medusa, his wife, in the event that we get one to rp her i'll defer to only the use of helpers vocalizing the will of black bolt) Blackagar Boltagon, the Black Bolt, leader of the Inhumans, the greatest warrior, the appointed reagent and king, sat upon his throne pensively. Penitently really, his ice blue eyes, light and yet so strong and direct in their gaze, set upon the figure before him. As Namor spoke he began to get more overzealous, more angry, talking about the necessity of alliance between Atlantis and the Inhumans, deep down Black Bolt knew the best for his people, he knew a war would only serve to destroy the planet, between the depths of Atlantis and the blue side of the moon there was the surface world, it was a buffer between there worlds and he felt it needed to remain. He didn't even need to look at Namor to convey what he felt to his wife and love in Medusa, who looked on and then spoke with the eloquence and stature her station afforded her "Black Bolt sees not the wisdom of this plan, the Heroes of earth may fight among themselves. But we've no reason to believe that battle might affect either of our realms.""ARE YOU INSANE YOU AND YOUR TUNING FORK ON YOUR HEAD YOU BUFFOON! HOW COULD YOU POSSIBLY THINK-" Namor began to jab at Black Bolt with his pointer finger incessantly as Medusa stepped foreward "Perhaps you should be on your way Namor of Atlantis"Again, without conveying words, Medusa had read the thoughts of Black Bolt. The fury of the Scion of Atlantis was explosive then as he shoved Medusa aside "Don't talk down to me sow-" before he could even turn to Black Bolt to continue his tirade, the second his hands laid upon Medusa Black Bolt had met him, his fist colliding with Namor's face. Sending the speedo wearing man on his back several feet back wards with the force of it all. He spoke then somewhat calmly as he rose, seeing Black Bolt's mouth open, with the mute threat of speaking, wiping the man form his kingdom with a single whisper, as the electron collector in his head sparked with power. "I'll be leaving then." Namor said, walking out. Quite well done, you know the character, and those ones that directly affect him enough for me to approve this... BUT I am aware that Blackbolt is a severely powerful character, if not moreso than anyone else on this board currently. With a single sound he makes able to level cities, and a good amount of super strength and durability. Not to mention bringing in an entirely new faction of the Marvel Universe. I will wait for Nick to come back, and leave accepting this partciular audition up to him.
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Post by Iron Man/Tony Stark on Nov 17, 2007 7:22:08 GMT -5
Yes BLackbolt is approved. But you have to roleplay with him carefully and don't use him as an all powerful god if you know what I mean that makes all other characters pointless.
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Post by Nightcrawler on Dec 4, 2007 6:00:04 GMT -5
Nightcrawler jumped through the air wielding his swords he longed for justice but in a world such as this he would never get help so he would take justice into his own hands. The officer tried to stop but the but of his hilt found the officer's temple, the man dropped and Nightcrawler continued on to his goal. Many causalities after he reached the chamber were the children were kept in their separate cells "Mien Got" he gasped. He teleported into one of the cells and grabbed the child and went on to collect the others and teleport them to the Xjet, he dusted his hands as he set the sat one down and strapped them in "Zats ze last of ze children mien friends." Scott smiled and took off.
Nightcrawler wished there was review mirrors so he could check out the rear incase they were being followed which they were, he had a gut felling to duck. He didn't regret not ducking as a amour piercing round punctured a hole in both sides of the jet "Holy Father!" He leapt from his seat to check on the children all seemed to be fine but one was missing "Vhere is ze ozer child?" he asked the shaking mutant teens. They did not reply so he checked the seat again finding the child in the seat "Oh sorry mien child I didn't know you could go invisible."
Scott yelled to take a seat Nightcrawler had other ideas he looked out on of the many holes and teleported in a puff of smoke into the thingypit of the opposing aircraft. He teleported back with blood on his shirt, there was an explosion in the distance "Go onto ze mansion."
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Post by Bloody Vicious and Pitbull on Dec 4, 2007 19:29:15 GMT -5
Accepted. Welcome, Nightcrawler
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Post by Nightcrawler on Dec 5, 2007 0:20:23 GMT -5
thank you mien friend
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Post by Deadpool on Dec 15, 2007 2:00:56 GMT -5
Audition for the role of Deadpool in this year's Christmas pageant. Deadpool looked through the scope of his rifle from his vantage point on the roof. He was waiting for a clear shot at his target. A plump Italian went by the name of Santo Mancini. Some kind of minor mob leader, him and his boys milled around in the dirty area behind the bar that was practically the mob headquarters. Deadpool didn’t have any trouble finding his fat ass at all. “ As soon as that fat slob gets his head out from behind that truck, I’ll ice him and collect a cool hundred clams just like that. That’s me, Wade Wilson the merc with a mouth. Takin’ a bite out of organized crime. Organized is probably giving these guys too much credit though.” A single step brought the Italian out of his cover, and Deadpool pulled the trigger. He was dead before he could finish saying “crostini” Deadpool raised his rifle and looked down as the mob members yelled in confusion and a fat man ran out of the bar’s backdoor…a fat man…that looked…exactly like the fat man…Deadpool just shot through the head. “ Michael! Michael! My brother!” “ ….” “ Brother!!!” Deadpool exclaimed “ nobody told me this guy had a #$#% twin @$^#& brother! Shoulda known though, these @^#&! Italians breed like….” The merc with a mouth stopped yelling long enough to notice all the barrels pointing up towards him. “ ….rabbits?” Deadpool lept down from the roof, Drawing a submachine gun that was strapped to his side as he fell, He was jumping as soon as he hit the ground, flipping sideways, gun blazing while he soared through the air, bouncing off his free hand to continue his amazing display of acrobatic prowess and letting him land on his feet. Amazingly, he had dodged every single bullet (except for the one that hit him in the leg, and the one that just barely missed his spleen and-well you get the idea.) That big Wilson fired into the spaghetti eating henchmen until he ran out of ammo. What remained of the mobsters were using the big truck for cover. “ hmmm….this looks like a job for…CHEAP EXPLOSIVES!!” Wade yelled as he lobbed a grenade under the truck. The initial explosion was followed by another one as the truck fuel ignited and flames reached upward. “ Ooooh, pretty. Just like forth of July in the Middle East. Or any day in the Middle East.” Deadpool’s smile showed through his mask. He took a look around and sure enough the fatman still lived, and he was running for an escape. The tub of lard must have started running a long time before Wade ever chucked that grenade. He started after him, and he had just pulled a pistol out when he heard someone coming from behind him. He pulled a sharp 180 on his heel and dropped the nondescript and nameless henchman before he could finish squeezing the trigger on his own gun. Unfortunately, before he himself could turn around to finally hit his mark and collect his much needed paycheck his prey had turned predator. 4 shots went in Deadpool’s back and came out his chest. Then two more. He fell down on his knees holding his bloody wound…and collapsed on the ground. Santo looked at the body that lay bleeding on the ground nervously. After a few moments, he was sure the costumed man was truly dead and approached the body. He kicked it, and getting no response flipped it over and began removing the red and black mask. “My god!” Santo gasped. “It’s…disgusting!” Underneath the mask was a hideous and scarred face. The price of curing Wade Wilson’s cancer. “ You ain’t no Thom Cruz yerself Chef Boyardee.” Said the dead body, as its hand rose up to place a barrel in Santo’s mouth. The Italian began to mumble something, maybe a plea for his life or a prayer to his god or something. Deadpool couldn’t tell with the gun down his throat and he wasn’t in a listening mood anyway. “ Click” “ BANG!” Wilson stood up as his chest wound scabbed over. No problem with someone with a healing factor like his. He looked around at the destruction and the flames coming from the truck, and heard faint sirens in the distance. “ Better skeeedaddle before I end up having to fight the Avengers….or Squirrel girl.” He said, putting his mask back on as he walked away.
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Post by Bloody Vicious and Pitbull on Dec 21, 2007 4:57:09 GMT -5
YOu're approved, I'm sorry that it took so long to get you approved.
Welcome to THE GAME, Fredpool
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Post by Black Panther on Dec 21, 2007 13:10:26 GMT -5
Audition for Black Panther
In the parking deck adjacent to the Monroe Building, T'Challa kneels in front of the villainous Taskmaster, who stands before him, looking down at T'Challa with interest. “I don’t know who sent Taskmaster after me,” T'Challa thinks to himself, “but I get no shortage of assassins on my tail.”
“We can do this one of two ways, bud,” Taskmaster offers, reaching behind his head, and pulling an arrow from his quiver, even as he holds his bow in his right hand. “You can either let me finish you off quick, or you can drag it out. Don’t make any difference to me. You might not like the second option so much, though.”
“To be honest,” T'Challa responds, as he gets to his feet, even as Taskmaster loads his bow with the arrow, “I don’t like either option!”
“That’s life, buddy,” Taskmaster responds, letting the arrow loose, even as T'Challa leaps out of the way. “We don’t always get the choices we want.” The arrow strikes the concrete floor where he had been a mere moment earlier, and releases an explosive charge that lays waste to a nearby car, its alarm screeching and echoing throughout the parking deck.
T'Challa rolls across the concrete ground, the lower part of his pants in tatters, and his suit jacket smokes. “This is an expensive suit, Taskmaster!” T'Challa remarks, irritated, as he tosses his suit jacket on the ground, rushing towards the villain.
“A shame,” Taskmaster responds coldly. As T'Challa leaps at Taskmaster, the villain kicks out his right leg, striking the Black Panther in the pit of the stomach, driving him back. “Maybe they’ll bury you in a new one.”
Taskmaster quickly advances towards T'Challa, who has landed on his back. Behind him is a small break in the wall, leading down several floors below. Taskmaster leaps at him, who raises his legs, catching the Taskmaster in the chest, flipping him over his head and down through the break in the concrete wall, causing him to fall towards the floor several floors below.
“That went quicker than I thought,” T'Challa comments, getting to his feet, brushing the dirt and dust off his white shirt.
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Post by xzachx on Mar 5, 2008 22:43:54 GMT -5
I would like to apply for Ironman.
Wind racing past as the sound barrier is broken, Playboy Tony Stark as his alter ego Ironman flies at incredible speeds to be the hero of the day again. just moments ago Tony was relaxing in his mansion when he gazed at the TV and noticed a news report of flight #28 heading to the ground and went into action. The plane is only moments from impact but Ironman braces himself and comes in full contact with the aircraft. Using his thrusters to full strength and slows the plan just in time. And uses his zero cannons to put out the fires in the planes engines and the plane is saved. Just another day for billionare Tony Stark!
ps.sorry bout any spelling errors.
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Post by Luke Cage on Mar 22, 2008 15:48:18 GMT -5
FOR LUKE CAGE...
The streets were quiet for once, and the forecast was wrong. Luke thought to himself as he walked in the rain, man it's really coming down this morning. I gotta get home.
As Luke Cage turned the corner he found himself faced with a problem. In the distance he could see a gang of kids bullying some old man. Luke sighed and walked over to help.
Luke grabbed one of the kids by the collar, "Excuse me, isn't past your bed time? You'd better get running along."
The old man smiled and stood up, "Luke Cage right?"
As the kids ran off Luke turned back to the old man, "Yeah, nice to see somebody who remembers me."
The old man's smile turned to a grin, "Oh please don't be so modest. How could I forget you!"
As the old man yelled he transformed into an old enemy that was thought to have long past.
Luke stared with surprise, "Oh man! You still kickin? I thought your number was punched along time ago. Well I guess it's time to put you back down, Big Brother."
The old man had seemingly transformed into an old nemesis of Cage's from back when he was Power Man. Big brother smiled and pushed a button on a wrist band he was wearing.
"Well, Mr. Cage it has been a few years. You'll be glad to know that the holographic technology that you just witnessed was set up just for you. Even those kids were fake, but yet you ask yourself how could I still touch them? Well Mr. Cage this your about to find out the hard wa....."
Before Big Brother could finish his sentence, Luke sent him back with a heavy right hook to the jaw.
"Listen, man. I ain't trying to hear that right now. It's raining and I just got stiffed on some work earlier today. So brotha, if your gonna rap then rap, but you wanna throw down then bring it chump."
Big Brother sneered and pushed another button and three muscular goon appeared around Cage. They all attacked at once, and at once they were all thrown back. Big Brother disappeared, but his lingered for a few minutes.
"Cage, consider this an expedition because after I recalibrate the holograms and rebuild my interface robotics suit, you will die Mr. Cage."
Luke Cage smirked, "Big talk coming from some punk who just ran off."
Luke brushed off the warning and continued to his place, not even thinking about unexpected encounter because, in his mind, he saw today as full of surprises.
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Post by Bishop on Mar 22, 2008 16:12:24 GMT -5
AUDITION FOR BISHOP...
Battlefield raged with mutants against androids, and leading the mutants was a man who was ripped from his own time, the man called Bishop. An android rushed at with blades extended. Bishop whipped out of his path landed a hard punch to the android's shiny face. Another android attacked from behind, but saw him coming and blasted it to pieces with his gun. He looked out on the field and realized that the battle was a losing one.
Bishop turned to his allies, "Storm hit me with as much lightning as you call."
The weather witch called upon a massive storm that blocked the already dark sky. A pure white concentration of light streamed forth as Bishop moved into the crowd of androids. The beam struck Bishop, and he smirked as his body sizzled.
Bishop stood up, "This is over!!!"
Bishop emitted a giant blast of energy taking out almost all of the androids. The last one left jumped and began to plummet down with its blade drawn. As it reached Bishop a surge of energy circled his enemies hand. Bishop smirked once again, and blasted the android to pieces. The area disappeared and the mutants found themselves in a large room.
Bishop turned and began leaving the room, "Well, I think we're ready to up the difficulty of these simulations. I'm going for something to eat. Call me when we're ready for the next round."
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TheSentry
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The Golden Guardian of Good
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Post by TheSentry on Mar 23, 2008 2:47:32 GMT -5
*side note I also signed up with the same profile avatar and audition on the other version of this board with the funny looking cartoon marvel characters as well I would like the chance to RP him on both boards I am also up to run any villains you need ran as I love villains best in the comic world they are so much more fun to role play in my opinion I get to do both with Sentry and Void
My Audition For :The Sentry/The Void/Robert Reynolds and his A.I. Robot C.L.O.C.
Robert woke up from a dark dream, in his mind he could see images of a dark faced man cloaked in shadow, wearing a trench coat and a fedora , in the dream the man in darkness was fighting against a radiant being draped in gold and blue and brimming with power that seemed barely contained . He was caught in the middle of the war between these two greater beings neither seeming to give the other any ground just then the dark one called out to the golden man "Let's see what you do when an innocent is caught in my grasp!" and started lifting Robert into the air with just the power of his mind. The golden man yelled out "Coward! Let him go you know it's me that you really want!" suddenly Robert realized that the dream was not just a dream and could feel a darkness taking him over he started panicking and sweating profusely , He screamed out "No! I won't let you do this!" and then powered up into his form as the Sentry and flew as fast as he could into space breaking right through the atmospheric barrier and aiming himself straight towards the Sun He could feel the intense heat as the Void started crawling out of his chest in a form of pure animate darkness with evil glowing red eyes and a mouth he screamed out to the Sentry "You know you can't exist without me !You will never be free of me! even this is only temporary at best you blundering fool!"Sentry ripped the darkness from his being and hurled it into the heart of the Sun's core,he turned away to fly back as he said "You may never go away but I will always be here to stop you when you do resurface but for now you are under control."He flew to The Avengers tower to have C.L.O.C. diagnose him, C.L.O.C. flew all around him,scanning with a high tech array of sensors and analyzers,"You are clear of all signs of The Void 's presence for now sir you may safely resume your duties with the Avengers." He thanked the robot for confirming he was stable for the field and head out to fly back home to be with his wife Lindy and finally have a little peace.
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TheSentry
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The Golden Guardian of Good
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Post by TheSentry on Mar 23, 2008 21:19:43 GMT -5
I would also like to do auditions for several super villains I would like to do separate auditions for the parts of Kang The Conqueror,Baron Helmut Zemo,Loki Laufeyson,Norman Osborn/Green Goblin, Wilson Fisk The Kingpin, and Roderick Kingsley/The Hob Goblin ,and if you will permit Mephisto since Thor can got toe to toe with him and has before, the only time he has a real advantage over Thor or anyone else in Thor's league is while in his own pocket dimensional hell realm. I will write one up for each of the above names in note pad and copy them here when I finish them.
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Post by winterive221 on May 11, 2008 16:31:56 GMT -5
before i audition i have a question. Is Toxin a villian or hero? i think he is a hero but im not 100% sure...
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