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ng_murderworld ([info]ng_murderworld) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-01-25 18:42:00


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Current location:New Orleans, LA
Current mood: amused
Entry tags:antaeus, argo, inactive - alisa lebeau, inactive - entienne lebeau, inactive - lyta braddock-worthington, lady devil, nicholas salem, perenawska, plot-"welcome to murderworld", team - champions

It's the Greatest Show on Earth!
The van that turned down the street in front of the Champion's home looked like any other brown delivery truck. Black and gold letters painting it's side and a man in a uniform consisting of a hat, button-up shirt and shorts the same drab color of his van looking as bored as one could with his job. The van stopped just short of the former night club's entrance. The delivery driver turned around in his seat and rummaged around for the small package he had for the inhabitants.

Hopping out of his van, 10x10 box tucked under his arm, he headed to the door and rapped on it three times. Not waiting for an answer - there was no signature confirmation requested - he set it on the top step and went back to his van, signed off on his clipboard and started the vehicle up.

By the time the door to the old club opened, he was already driving away to carry on with the rest of his deliveries.

The brown cardboard box, ten inches by exactly ten inches was addressed to The Most Worthy 'Champion' and weighed perhaps three pounds at the most. There was no return address.



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[info]lytaworthington
2010-01-27 12:29 am UTC (link)
"Pandora didn't think her box was going to be that big of a threat either. And look how that turned out."

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[info]ladydevil
2010-01-27 12:32 am UTC (link)
"I say we worry about it latter," Eliza says growing more and more curious.

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[info]son_of_hercules
2010-01-27 01:24 am UTC (link)
"Then let us open it!" Argo boomed. "Curiosity demands it!"

He opened the box.

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[info]ng_murderworld
2010-01-27 02:01 am UTC (link)
Inside the box was a miniature carousel. Gaily painted with bright colors and accented with gold, only nine and a half inches tall by seven around, a small crank carved out of ivory stuck out of the bottom. There were figures on it, each a small duplicate of one of the Champions dressed for carnival:
Lyta, wings spread in a gold Vegas Show Girl costume, beads hanging from her waist and hair.
Nick, ghostly skull awash in blue flame and put in a suit that made him appear to channel Baron Samedi.
Corey, a body of rock in a strong man pose, tiny shorts and top hat of neon red.
Argo, in his armor but only his face given flesh, the rest of his form a skeletal, sickly mockery of the strength one such as he should have.
Irina, hands bound and stretched over her head to make look as if she hung suspended from the roof of the carousel, a ballerina's tutu in black.
And finally, Eliza, crouched and balancing on a tight-rope, eyes closed with tears of blood.

At the bottom of the box was a flyer announcing the Grand Re-Opening of the Orleans Amusement Park. Just under that were photos taken during the Champions fight with the forces of Pluto.

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[info]perenawska
2010-01-27 02:09 am UTC (link)
"Is this some American joke I am missing?" Irina asked.

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[info]lytaworthington
2010-01-27 02:10 am UTC (link)
"I think it's just someone with a sick mind," Lyta said, wrinkling her nose in disgust.

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[info]vicious_cycle
2010-01-27 02:14 am UTC (link)
"This isn't a joke." Nick responded, his eyes lighting with flickers of fire, and the sigils on his hands glowing softly.
"I told you there was something wrong here. And now I know where."

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[info]ladydevil
2010-01-27 02:15 am UTC (link)
"Someone knows who we are. They're calling us out," Eliza says with some surprise. That's what it looks like to her.

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[info]perenawska
2010-01-27 02:39 am UTC (link)
"Let's get geared up and go. No sense of waiting around to see what will happen."

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[info]lytaworthington
2010-01-27 02:45 am UTC (link)
Lyta nodded. "I agree. Best if we're ready."

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