nextgen_misc:

General Kendrick stared at the phone for a time, almost as if willing it to give him an answer that would solve everything, but in the end he knew there was no easy solution to this. In war sometimes you had to make sacrifices in order to achieve a more important objective. It didn't get more important than this. Finally with a sigh, he puts in the call to the Genoshan Embassy.

burnwithlight:

Giovanna Bennet thinks of herself as a soldier. Born to soldiers, named for a soldier, raised to serve her country. The thing was, for more than three years, that service took the form of administrative assistance as much often as security. Making baby steps. Trying to play by every blasted rule.

Immediately after the incident, she called home. Partly to convince Father to stay at home, but also for something else. Genoshan national security had some of the best technopaths. Who had some of the best facial recognition software, and access to some reasonably impressive databases of worldwide information.


When possible for everyone at the embassy, she asks them all into one of the larger rooms.

ng_xtremists:

Cape Citadel, Florida, home to a portion of the United States nuclear arsenal.  Notable for being the first public target of the then-terrorist mutant Magneto and the first public appearance of the X-Men who battled him there.  Not especially remarkable in and of itself, but quite notable in that the events there first brought the idea of mutants and the causes involved to the public attention.  It was a day that changed everything.

In the decades since, the stock of mutants has risen and fallen, sometimes with a fair amount of public support, sometimes with even those who called themselves heroes a little afraid to show themselves in public.  In the time since, Magneto had gone from a wanted and hated terrorist to a leader of men, with a nation of his own.  The X-Men continued their fight for mutant rights and equality, trying to show the world that they to, could be heroes. 

Today... today was going to be a day for the history books again.

It began with a flash of energy in the middle of the base, a teleportation device, and the appearance of seven women.  One, monstrous like a giant frog.  Another, taller than all the rest and built like a truck.  A slender, pale woman in red and a similar looking woman with blue hair.  Another, a blonde, staying at the fringes.  Another, a beautiful red haired woman.

And last, in crimson and purple armor, cape trailing behind her, and dark helmet upon her head.  She floated on the air on currents of magnetic force, looking at the world like she owned it all.  In scant moments, they defeated the soldiers who came to challenge them, mutant powers making it all too easy.

One of the others, the frog-woman, pulled out a small, camera-like device and pointed it at her.

She raised a hand, and a magnetic force field sprang into existence around the base, bent just enough to allow her transmission through.  It would soon be appearing on every television in the country.

"People of the United States, I am Magneta, daughter of Magneto.  And for too long have you oppressed our people!  Today, as my father once did, we mutants strike back to take what is ours!  My X-Tremists and I have seized your nuclear arsenal.  We demand the total surrender of your government, or else I shall unleash them upon you.  Today is a call for all mutants to join us!  Rise up!  Rise up and join our cause!  Cast down your human oppressors!

To the government of the United States... you have twenty-four hours to abdicate.  You know what shall happen if my terms are not met."

The transmission ended there.

nextgen_misc:

Gbadu and her followers gathered outside a small unknown temple in the desert near the ancient site of Akkaba. Inside one of the ancient temples the mutant known as En Sabah Nur lay in a state of suspended animation. Today they were here to awaken Apocalypse and unleash him on the world.

nextgen_parent:

Charles Xavier, head of the Xavier Institute of Higher Learning and mentor of the X-Men, had been busy in the recent days. Together with an old friend, Erik Lehnsherr, the two of them pushed the anti-human groups into action. Attacks on humans started happening all around New York City.

In Times Square the MLF appeared and started attacking the sea of people in the "Crossroads of the World". They also targeted the nearby Police and fire stations to hinder efforts to control the chaos they were creating.

Down on Wall Street the Brotherhood started attacking the bankers and investment brokers.

Leading the attacks on humans were Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr.

Mutants attacking humans prompted responses from anti-mutant groups such as the Friends of Humanity, the Church of Purity and other pro-human groups.

The streets of New York quickly became a battleground between humans and mutants.

not_adorable:

The first thing had been Gio's insistence that the dinner take place in Genosha, for security reasons. That had been a non-issue for him to agree to. Then there was some discussion of a menu, and the headcount range. The seating arrangement had nearly been the source of a small anxiety attack, before Andrew helpfully intervened.

It had taken multiple jumps, both the day before and the day of the dinner, but Angelo had assembled everything he needed for dinner. Mother's kitchen was the next best thing, of course, but it wasn't his kitchen. Besides that, there was a balance of ingredients he wanted to buy the day of, fresh, rather than drop them off the day before. Genosha was, of course, the most beautiful country in the world, but as Andrew had pointed out, it was somewhat lacking in cattle, and even some poultry. It was amazing what putting together a large scale tapas-French fusion meal did to calm his mind and keep it off the Worst Possible Outcomes of the dinner.

Plus, his girlfriend loved watching him prep and cook, which made him feel wonderful. True to his word, he'd let her help to the best of her ability, which also included making sure Mother didn't lift a finger so far as dinner preparation went. He left it to Andrew and Gio to handle any interim small-talk until he put the first course, a simple set of salads, out.

He gave Charlotte a brief kiss before they headed out, ringing a dinner bell before grabbing the tray of dishes and heading to the dinner table, set for a very decent number of people. Angelo, Charlotte, Gio, Andrew, Sengai, Rikki, Simon, Magneto, Paris, Carmella, and three extra seats kept ready in case Alex, Lorna, or (for a very slim chance of likelihood) Raven made themselves present.

"Dinner, is served."

nextgen_misc:


You are cordially invited to attend

Terra Nova Charity Fundraiser

Twenty-Fourth of September Two Thousand Twelve

New York Botanical Gardens' Enid A. Haupt Conservatory

Seven pm until one am.

Formal dress required

quitethecharmer:

The appointment had been made remarkably quickly, as politics go. Vincent, accompanied by Kristoff and carrying several folders in a briefcase, arrived at the Genoshan Consulate.

"Vincent Vernard, Junior Ambassador for Latveria, to see Andrew Summers."

nextgen_genosha:

He'd rounded up the gang. 2500 was ready and everything. Now just came the doing it by the book.

"Yes," he said when the call finally went through. "This is a fellow-citizen wondering if Mr. Summers had any space on his calendar today."

anger_issues:

To say that Rikki was bored out of her mind was an understatement.  She had been in New York for nearly six months now and, sparring sessions with Sengai and Gio aside, she hadn't gotten to hit anyone in all that time.  And just when she'd finally thought that she'd get a chance to, the thought that someone had planted a bomb, it had turned out to be nothing more than a minor gas leak, leaving her violent impulses with no where to go.

And she couldn't even take any of her anger or boredom out on the Flatscans.  No hitting any of them, no picking them up by the throat, nothing.  Had to play nice with them. 

As for today?  Well, she'd already worked out as much as was mutantly possible, even for someone who could increase their physical strength by increasing their density.   The television sucked, and she'd already watched most of the video contents on her laptop.

Magneto help her, she was reading.  A biography.  Of a Flatscan.

It was possibly worse that she was actually enjoying it.

marvel_girl:

Okay, so, yeah.  This being in a real relationship thing?  Pretty dang nice.  It didn't hurt to have the mess that had been the Mojoverse long behind them, though she admittedly still felt kinda bad about David.  Not so much that it colored her current relationship with Starbridge, but certainly a thought now and then.

But these days, it was a certain Shi'ar prince than held her thoughts.  And more often than not, shared them too.  Having telepathic powers and a boyfriend with something of the same made of a level of connection Rachel never would have thought possible.  Of course, considering she was person non gratta back in his galaxy (or possibly public enemy number 1, she wasn't quite sure)...  Well, she wasn't going to think about that.

As for tonight?  Well, as nights on the town went, this one was really good.  Granted, she hadn't had too many dates to compare it to, but she knew what she liked.

Rachel looked up from her food.  "This is nice," she said.  "...And I've said that already, haven't I?"

burnwithlight:

Gio called both Rikki and Sengai into the workout room. She was in her workout clothes, but had her laptop and a little projector.

"I think there's something I need to cover with both of you."

assaultnbattery:

A lot going on very quickly. It had been so long that it was just him and Gio... then Angelo. Since then, things have grown quickly. Andrew fully intended to take advantage of that. Now that they've brought on some official staff, it was time to take advantage of all that momentum. As soon as he gets caught up, however temporarily, on paperwork, he starts making calls...

Calling Xavier's.... asking for both Cassidy, and one of the McCoys.
Calling Nell.
Calling Rikki up at her convenience.
Calling Julian.

Any of these could go quite badly... but nothing was ever acheived through a lack of effort.

burnwithlight:

When everything was done at the volunteer site, there was cleaning up and meeting at that great little restaurant with the nice private rooms. The whole gang: Andrew, Giovanna, Angelo, Sengai, Rikki...and that Nell girl Gio had met. The St. Croix girl. The American (and therefore baseline) St. Croix girl. Gio was still processing this. Good thing for the restaurant's record keeping away eavesdroppers, in case someone ended up saying something untoward.

anger_issues:

America... so-called Land of Freedom, home to more super-humans than just about anywhere else in the world, whose New York City had been blown up or destroyed so many times it wasn't even remotely funny.  Home to the Avengers, the X-Men, the Fantastic Four... and the Genoshan Consulate.  The Grandson, her best friend Gio, and Gio's twerpy little brother (and apparently some other guy too, but no one terribly important).

The same place to which Rikki was now being assigned.   Something about "learning to live among the Flatscans" or something like that.  She hadn't particularly been listening.  She was a good soldier.  She went where she was told, hit who she was told to hit, and, well, okay, she asked questions.  Usually loudly and angrily and sometimes punctuated by punching holes in things.

The plane ride (with several connections) had been almost unendurable.  Certainly not that she was afraid of flying, but it had been far too long.

She was glad to be out.  And gladder still to see Gio.

Even in this Magnus forsaken Flatscan infested country.