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nextgen_misc ([info]nextgen_misc) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2011-01-30 19:52:00


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Entry tags:awesome andrea, crosshairs, inactive - andy walters, inactive - chris pym, plot-"me myself and i", starbridge, vincent vernard

Ripples (During Excal's fight vs television characters and after Red Wedding)
It started as a large blast of magical energy in London, but it quickly spread outward. It started slowly, but it quickly gained speed and eventually it would travel over the whole planet.



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The Baxter Building
[info]quitethecharmer
2011-01-31 01:53 am UTC (link)
Vincent extended a hand out over the cauldron, raising a ceremonial dagger to his fingertip. This was a research experiment for the spell-work he'd been devising. He was trying to map out just where the divine ended and the mortal began in his physical makeup. He still had DNA, blood, and skin samples from the unfortunate incident in Lemuria, but he'd never thought to do a comparison.

This however, would be more than just a simple cellular analysis. This would be equivalent to mapping the human genome, only instead of a genome, it was the divine spark.

As the drop of blood he spills hits the mixture in the cauldron, he feels a wave wash over him, and all goes black.

~~

On instinct, his eyes go to the chronal display on the wall when he regains consciousness. Only a few moments have passed.

"Hm. Disappointing." He gathers himself up from the floor, then pauses. His voice had been amplified, and there was an accent in it. He looks to his right.

And at the same time, Vincent looks to his left.

"Oh..." Longer hair on one side, a scar on the other, hides and cloth facing armor and forest green. "...I see."

~~

"Kristoff.." A crisp voice, with perhaps more of the Balkan accent than usual, comes over the intercom. "I feel we should speak. Also, has anything.. unusual occurred within the Building in the past few minutes?"

"Do ye think he's goin' t' be mad?" A voice with some mix of germanics and scottish brogue, but the same voice, comes from the background.

"Quiet!" The Balkan voice snaps, as the intercom shuts off.

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Re: The Baxter Building
[info]awesome_andrea
2011-01-31 02:22 am UTC (link)
Andrea had been working on a paper at the time, her wireless connection to her desktop computer allowing the words to fly across the screen as fast as she could think them. References quickly appeared and were tagged, the contents of her textbooks already having been downloaded to her brain.

It all goes black.

*

It was quiet. Deathly so. The usual stream of data and signals that filled her mind, especially within the Baxter Building, were gone. She tried to run a diagnostic and found that the signals did not respond.

Her vision, she realized, lacked the data overlay it usually did. Panic seized her and she felt her... heart? beating faster in her chest.

It was a disturbingly familiar sensation.

" Query: What has happened?"

The voice, cold and metallic, got her attention. She found herself staring at a replica of herself, cast in perfect gleaming metal.

She screamed.

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Re: The Baxter Building
[info]discardedheir
2011-01-31 05:07 am UTC (link)
"As soon as I have seen to Andrea, phral," a very confused Kristoff says over the communications system before running to Andrea.

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Re: The Baxter Building
[info]quitethecharmer
2011-01-31 05:11 am UTC (link)
The Vincents exchange glances, and nod sharply. Two differently colored flashes of light later, and they arrive to find...

"Oh... well this is most unfortunate." The Vincent with the facial scar scowls as he surveys the situation.

"Andrea..s!" The more rugged looking of the two rushes forward, putting a hand on each of their shoulders. "Are ye alright? I'm so sorry! I don't know what went wrong!"

"Compose yourself." The other one replies harshly.

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The Xavier Institute
[info]pym_kitten
2011-01-31 02:18 am UTC (link)
There are two screams, one human, one a bestial yowl, from Chris' room.

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Re: The Xavier Institute
[info]dream_catcher
2011-01-31 03:40 am UTC (link)
Lucas was just over visiting the girls, so he's in the right wing to hear the screams. Having helped Chris with her issues in changing before, he heads for her room.

"Chris, you ok?"

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Re: The Xavier Institute
[info]pym_kitten
2011-01-31 04:05 am UTC (link)
The door gets ripped off it's hinges inwards, revealing Chris taking up most of the room, squared off with herself in tiger form, but at real scale, rather than giant.

"I'm not--"

"--quite sure yet." The tiger finishes.

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Re: The Xavier Institute
[info]dream_catcher
2011-01-31 04:25 am UTC (link)
Lucas nods, stepping forward towards the tiger without hesitation.

"This is definitely a new occurence. I wonder if its related to the magical surge that passed through here."

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[info]goesbothways
2011-01-31 02:49 am UTC (link)
Kelly blinks awake. There's someone beside her in bed - and she's pretty sure that her girl went off to get breakfast or something or other. Might have been study magic. She's not the most coherent following last night.

Huh, person looks familiar, she reaches out, not noticing a few scars on her hand and arm. She shakes the other girl in the bed, trying to figure out what this is all about. "Wakey, wakey, cutie."

The girl who rolls over is Kelly... but paler, with a literal dark circle around one eye. She mumbles, "Nnnggg, still hung over."

Kelly blinks, now noticing the faint scars on her arms, feeling her face. Huh - those scars are new too. Not as bad as dad, not nearly, but she usually doesn't scar at all. Frowning, she shakes her double again. "I don't care that we chugged the everclear to try and get a buzz before Mel used the nailgun... we don't get hung over."

The other girl sat up fast, eyes blinking open in alarm, noticing her somewhat uglier double. "We also don't normally refer to ourselves like we're the fucking Queen of England. So who are we?"

"Does sleeping with the Queen of England count as group sex?"

"That'd explain what all the Anglophiles are so worked up about."

"So do you think they actually get turned on by laying back and thinking of England?"

"Whoa, you really are me, aren't you?"

"I'm thinking so."

"Do you know why?"

"Not really. Do you care?"

"Not especially."

"You read xkcd?"

"Duh."

"Want to make out?"

"Duh."

"Mel is going to love this."

"You might need to wear a paper bag over your face."

"How about a bondage mask instead?"

"Yeah, that'll work."

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[info]lady_hood
2011-01-31 05:24 am UTC (link)
Melissa arrives, extremely happy after last night's sexcapades. The nail gun thing was so hot it was even funny, and now she had breakfast from McDonalds, along with coffee.

She opens the door to their bedroom.

"Baby, I'm--!" Melissa starts out, before she sees Kelly in bed with...who /is/ that?

"Okay, that doesn't look like May or Bea to me, so I don't think this threesome was approved." she says, trying to keep a lid on her anger.

And trying she is.

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[info]goesbothways
2011-01-31 05:42 am UTC (link)
Both Kellies squee and bounce towards Mel almost in unison, giving her a hug from either side.

"Hey, look baby, more of me to love!"

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[info]lady_hood
2011-01-31 05:44 am UTC (link)
The double hugs draw a sidelong look from Kelly...to Kelly.

"Okay, baby, you know how open-minded I am, but what exactly is happening here?" she asks.

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[info]gammagodling
2011-01-31 03:14 am UTC (link)
Andy was on his lunch break, looking for a new book to buy Jenny when he heard the scream in the alley. He didn't need Titan to handle this one, and he didn't mind showing a couple of punks the errors of hitting a lady.

On the way to the alley, a strange feeling of sorts washes over Andy, causing him to stagger in confusion and lean against a wall for support. He'd never felt that way before. The feeling passes quickly, though, and Andy stands up, readying himself for...

"RRRRRRRAAAAAAAGH!"

Okay, definitely not for that. Why did that roar sound so familiar?

Andy ran a little faster, turning the corner into an alley...littered with groaning, broken bodies.

And Titan was towering over them all.

"Titan! Stop! What are you doing?!"

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[info]gammagodling
2011-01-31 03:20 am UTC (link)
HATE.SMASH.BREAK.CRUSH.DESTROY.BRIGHT.TOO BRIGHT. EVERYTHING TOO BRIGHT. TOO LOUD. TOO MUCH. SCREAMS.

Titan was annoyed, or as annoyed as he could process in single doses because /everything/ annoyed him. People annoyed him. Screaming annoyed him. Rules annoyed him. Children annoyed him. Men with their stupid little guns annoyed him.

"Titan! Stop! What you doing?!" Andy yells.

And the monster's head swings in the direction of this new annoyance, only to see his jailer, his tormentor standing before him. Years of indignity and pain express themselves in a single bellow that is heard across Los Angeles.

He roars, and charges Andy.

Andy doesn't even have time to move. He stops flying at some point and lands in the street, barely avoiding being hit by an oncoming car. In the next moment, Titan is on him, pinning him to the floor with a massive foot.

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[info]gammagodling
2011-01-31 03:21 am UTC (link)
Andy can't even breathe. He can feel his ribs cracking and it only now dons on him that this all hurts /far more/ than it should.

"Titan...stop...please..."

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[info]gammagodling
2011-01-31 03:29 am UTC (link)
"Stop. Stop. STOP, STOP, STOP! You always want me to STOP, Walters. Well, no. Not anymore. See, you've been holdin' me down since I was born, tryin' to hide me and keep me locked away like some dirty little secret.

Always afraid of endin' up like /him/! Well, newsflash, jackass! YOU ARE HIM. YOU ARE HER! And we're ALL a bunch of monsters hidin' in human bodies.

Or at least we were. But not anymore. Now, /I/ decide what I do and when I /stop/ doin' it. Not you. Never again.

But you're human now, Andy! You can go find your girlfriend and see if she still loves you when you can just toss her all over the place.

Me, I got a few people I need to see. Enjoy your mortality, Walters. Maybe you and Jenny can pop out a couple of rugrats before I crack this crapsack planet in half." he snarls, finally taking his foot off Andy's chest.

"I'm gonna go see our cousin and see if he still thinks he's the Strongest One There Is." Titan rumbles.

And with that, Titan leaps away, across the city and begins heading Southwest to find the being called the Hulk.

First him, then Zeus, then everyone else.

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[info]pym_kitten
2011-02-05 07:58 pm UTC (link)
There had been some searching for a suitably fashionable trench-coat until they were in the city, where Catgirl-Chris' appearance was generally shrugged off, and an argument over who would call at the front door had been resolved by rock-paper-scissors.

Girl-Chris rings the doorbell.

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[info]indie_minor
2011-02-05 09:49 pm UTC (link)
Pauline comes to the door. "Hi, Chris." She says. Something seems...off.

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[info]pym_kitten
2011-02-05 09:56 pm UTC (link)
"Hey." She bites her lip.

"Something came up that I thought it would be better to talk about in person. Kind of a 'not sure how long this is going to last' thing."

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[info]indie_minor
2011-02-05 10:09 pm UTC (link)
"What's wrong?"

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[info]gildedcage
2011-02-13 03:17 am UTC (link)
And one of the Starbridges goes to find Rachel.

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[info]marvel_girl
2011-02-13 03:23 am UTC (link)
Rachel was in one of the study lounges, though she wasn't actually studying. Instead, she was concentrating on the small wooden blocks she'd placed on the table in front of her. The Phoenix emblem was manifest around her eye and a soft glow suffused one of the blocks as, little by little, it began to change from a cube to a sphere.

Rachel stopped and let out a breath, the block about half-way between block and cube and otherwise looking like a wooden mess.

"Never going to get this right..." she muttered to herself.

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[info]gildedcage
2011-02-13 03:52 am UTC (link)
"Practice makes perfect. I doubt Rachel the Elder was doing her clothing tricks all at once at your age. But please excuse me for interrupting you."

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[info]marvel_girl
2011-02-13 03:56 am UTC (link)
The voice makes Rachel look up, though something in it didn't sound quite the way it usually did. But any chance to see Starbridge (or David, or even Torn Ear) was always a good one. She'd hoped to come to some kind of decision by this point, but she really hadn't.

"Don't worry about it," she said as she started to turn to look at him, "...Starbridge?"

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[info]redheadspy
2011-04-11 02:18 pm UTC (link)
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