It was a most certainly a rough battle between the unlikely pair. No, rough didn't seem to do it justice. Their battle was gruesome and bloody.
But it was a beautiful one.
Raegan wasn't sure whether they were aware of it or not, but something had completely beautiful and new had been born...
"Well this is interesting..."
The Ghost was having an inner monologue with his alter ego Raegan, the rightful owner of the bodt that the Ghost respectfully inhabited. It was impossible to tell who was speaking out loud to whom at the moment. The ghost wasn't nearly as acrobatic or agile as...
"Off in a bit of a hurry are we?"
Husdon put on an extra little burst of speed. It was more than enough to keep up with them. He felt a bit insulted at first that they were probably slowing down for him. Though they were more than human after all.
Hudson felt that it was a small part of his...
"Do you... need help?'
It was the first time in a very long time that the Ghost had actually began to sweat. Of course, there wasn't any reason why he shouldn't, considering his one greatest weakness: the female gender. Body warming rapidly, was unconsciously sizing her up. Or was it that...
"UK? You mean we're heading out?"
There wasn't a nother choice in the world but to follow the odd pair. Keeping up with would probably problematic at first, considering that he'd first have to keep an eye on them and what was in front of his face. Still, the prospect of travelling to a new...
The trap had been sprung, and his easy and unwilling prey had been caught more easily than he had planned. Obviously the bigger fish was going to observe things from a distance, while remaining unseen.
Raegan personally would've taken care of the grunts himself as a good workout, but couldn't...
The effortlessley imposing government vans and trucks had arrived on the scene. The funny thing was that they had absolutely no ideo of how to deal with such an incident.
"Speaker displacement local on..."
Hudson had a special voice activated microchip installed into every speaker, which...
A soft piano melody flowed from a pair of speakers, down from the rooftops, and sinking to the ground, and filling the little nooks and crannies of the dark, grimy alleyway below. Increasing in vloume, the melodic piano stylings of Claude Debussy's "Arabeesque No. 1" would soon be heard from a...
"Alright alright! But where to?"
Hudson was still a bit confuseded as he beheld grim, yet strangely beautiful spectacle before him. The root of his confusion lay at the complete lack of direction in this new world. He was completely at it's mercy. Instantly, he realized that it wasn't all...
1. No it hasn't started yet
2. I want the focus to be a bit more on mutant survival as as a community, rather than just a regular super team jet-settig around the world (and occasionally into space). There will be someone who comes along and tries to unite the mutant community. Heck, there...
So i've been doing quite a bit of thinking and deliberating, and have surmised that it would be best if we stuck with an alternate timeline.
Picture this if you will: Imagine a modern day America in the Marvel world, without the likes of Charles Xavier and the X-men, or project sentinel and...
So those of you that sent me your bios (which is at the moment, a paltry 2 people) got approved and all that. I've also added you and your club positions on the roster as well.
I'm still awaiting people to sign up and join, the more the merrier (and less pathetic) and all that, but in the mean...
"Jake..."
Hudson thought. It must've been a pain for him, with such a being on his case. Was this what they needed to save the world from?
Nah, Hera wasn't having that hard a time with this guy.
But Hudson's mind was sent ablazing. The very fact that he had come for Jake implied that...
OOC: So tell me what you think. I hope that it'll become a success, and I hope that people will actually join. Plus this is a little somthing to tide over those waiting on the x-men rp
You know Barvolde Academy would be the top academy in the nation if weren't for one little club that...
"What the hell is going on?"
Hudson was confused, though not for long. Regrettably, the lack of attention he paid to his senses only awarded him with being caught unawares. And it only took one glance to tell that this new character was going to be trouble. THe damnedest thing though: he kind...
Thanks so much for understanding!
Oh, and i'm waiting on everyone else's post. Sirus is investingating a noise that he heard while in the main lobby of the police station.
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