mad_skills:

Dante was enjoying winter break along with his parents being out of town. When they were home he had a curfew and didn't get go to out much. When they were away, well his curfew disappeared and he was able to go out quite a bit more. His older sister Rachel was quite a bit more lenient than their parents.

Tonight was open mic night in a club and it was all ages. He had his guitar with him and was scheduled to go on in about an hour.

agent_v:

Another task on the list of many was complete.  Peter wend web slinging down the streets of the big city, on patrol for anymore sights of the anomaly.

brit_sorcerer:

The annual tradition of Rate the Babe was usually held at the Avengers mansion, but this year it would be held at Excalibur's headquarters in London. Quinn was more than happy to play host and set up refreshments. There was of course plenty of beer and it was accompanied by pub food.

Quinn was already on his fourth beer when the guys started arriving.

no_relation:

Guardian was out on patrol, working his favorite route. It sent him past four corner stores that got frequently held up, his favorite kebab vendor, and a little patisserie that made simply amazing caramel-covered marshmallows.

nextgen_raid:

 It was supposed to be discreet. The government had gone to great lengths to have the prototype technology transferred to a local scientist for study, even keeping SHIELD out of the loop for the purposes of secrecy. It should have worked. The vehicle was nondescript and the accompanying vehicles were subtle in their position of guarding the important vehicle. By all rights it should have worked..but this was far from an ordinary world. Hover-vehicles of unknown design seemed to appear out of nowhere, actually using an advanced form of cloaking technology, and blocked the disguised convoy in front and back. Men in the blue-silver suits of RAID disembarked the hover-vehicles and quickly began to fire on the guard vehicles.

An Asian man with cybernetic enhancements stepped out of the lead-vehicle of the attackers. "Let us make this quick, shall we?" He withdrew a sword crackling with energy and sped toward the defenders, cutting them down both quickly and efficiently. Sheathing his blade he forcibly pulled the doors open of the van containing the device. "Take it and load it quickly. I trust I do not need to stress that you be careful." The RAID technicians nodded, grabbing the experiment and moved to load it.

mad_skills:

"Okay, fine I'll take the dare. What do I have to do now?" Dante asked Ben.

onearmofhydra:

Things were going according to plan. Viper was quite please by the way things were progressing. Alliances had been made. Plans were laid and the attack against the RenTech factory had been a great decoy. The real attack had been on another RenTech factory where working Zero Point Energy Modules were being stored. Once she had her hands on an energy source powerful enough to power the weapon scientists had develop she could initiate the next part of her plan.

The weapon was almost powerful enough to blacken a large city, but Olivia had other plans. More important plans. The ZPEM was put into the weapon and the weapon was on a large cargo ship in the Atlantic a few miles off the coast of New York Habor. The weapon was powered up.

A blinding white light shot forth from the weapon and blazed a trail across the sky. The light slammed into the Helicarrier, SHIELD's flying fortress.

While the distraction of the impact of the ion pulse slammed into the Helicarrier, a small flying craft came in right behind the blinding white light. It landed on the deck while panic and chaos broke out on the flying fortress.

onthewall:

nextgen_holiday:

“Fathers, like mothers, are not born. Men grow into fathers and fathering is a very important stage in their development.” – David Gottesman

nextgen_misc:

It was Open Mic Night at the Screaming Banshee, a nightclub in new York, and open to all ages. Bands, singers and poets from all over the city were in attendance. The place was crowded, loud and the people were having fun.

onthewall:

Another day, another afternoon after classes of web slinging. He'd been stopping some muggers here and there, and some other minor stuff. No big leagues or really powered individuals quite just yet it seemed, though that was probably a good thing. Still, sometimes he was itching to try a real fight.

Today he swung his way over to the neighbourhood where he'd caught Spectre a few times 

onthewall:

nextgen_holiday:


You are cordially invited to attend the 28th annual Maria Stark Foundation's Winter Charity event.

Four Seasons Hotel
57 East 57th Street
New York, NY 10022

Friday 21st of September
Seven O'clock pm - Midnight

Formal dress required.

Please bring a donation for Toys for Tots.


The grand ballroom of the Four Seasons Hotel on 57 East 57th street was festively decorated for the holidays. A series of lit candles on every table gave off warm light and the dulcet tones of a jazz ensemble filled the room.

People, the upper elite of New York society, Hollywood celebrities, musicians, politicians and even superheroes moved around the room. People sat at tables and talked, while some moved gracefully around the large dance floor.

Tables loaded with unwrapped and unopened toys lined one wall and at one end stood a very large decorated Christmas tree. Wrapped presents sat under the tree, but they were just empty boxes wrapped for decoration. Mistletoe hung from the ceiling near the tree and people stopped to kiss.

The air was light and the mood happy and festive.