Mouseemouse
Junior Member
ALL HAIL THE QUEEN!
I think me and you will be just fine.
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ALL HAIL THE QUEEN!
I think me and you will be just fine.
@Anaxileah Long enough post?
@Anaxileah Speaking of which they do not have to have been captured in Detroit right?
@Jefferson Hon, please reread the rules and see that I require certain things per post.
...specifically post length and quality. I'll post soon as well.
Sorry about that I was half finished and went back to change the text color and accidentally hit send. I added the rest of it and it should adhere with your rules.
When you realize you have spelling errors in your carefully crafted post >_<*
[SIZE= 72px]Faceless[/SIZE]
(Her current face)
A woman with dark hair and green eyes was walking in the Metropolitan Museum of Art looking around. If one was paying very close attention one might notice that her glances seemed to take in security measures more often than they were directed towards art. Faceless knew that this museum like numerous others would not present a spectacular difficulty to rob. A few years ago when she was starting out it was all a struggle, and she learned half of her techniques whilst using them. Now she was at the top of her field and really only Grifting entertained her anymore, and even that was beginning to grow stale. In short she was growing bored, which is perhaps the reason why she was careless enough to not notice the area of the museum she was currently in emptying out. She was still looking around and taking care to properly case the place, but she had stopped paying proper attention to her surroundings. It was only when someone tapped her on the shoulder that she noticed the surrounding area was empty. She turned around, and put on her charming face, meaning to talk her way out of whatever trouble had emerged. Instead the moment she was looking at the person behind her they shined a bright light in her eyes, putting glare on their outer surface, although thanks to the odd quality of her eyes, not blinding her. She could just make out a S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform behind the bright light before they called out behind them "Her eyes reflected black, take her down!" She heard a large caliber bullet slotting into place and barely had time to flinch before the bang and then the death. Her last thought was Oh for fucks sake, as she felt the bullet impact into her chest.
When Faceless woke up she was sitting in a cold metal chair, in a room with a collection of other various super powered "Problems". She had fresh, plain grey clothes one. Sweats and a t-shirt, she was the only normally dressed person in the room. She recognized one person directly, and knew of a few others by reputation, while a few more were unknown to her. She recognized Olympus, and thought she saw Ms. Fusiona. The blue one was likely Infrared whom she had heard of but never worked with. None of the rest rang any bells, but she did not know everyone in the underworld. Then Nick Fury jr. walked in, who she most certainly did recognize. She always made sure to keep track of those she knew could know her actual identity. He began to speak, and outlined an offer. They were to go off and find a group of young heroes that had vanished, whom nobody had been able to find, including S.H.I.E.L.D. and likely the old guard as well. She thought for a bare moment before deciding that it beat being border out of her mind. She shrugged and grimaced, concentrating for a moment as she changed the proportions of her hands, slipping the cuffs off. They were not breakable or pickable, but they had not been designed with her in mind, so when she shrank her hands and wrists they dropped into her palm behind her back. She waited a moment as three others spoke up. She stood up, rubbing her wrists as they adjusted to being back in their normal shape again. She placed the cuffs behind her on the chair and turned back to Fury before saying, "You know you could have just hired me. I probably would have said yes, and getting shot is never pleasant, even if it never seems to take. Do you know how fucking uncomfortable it is to die? Anyway, that aside, sure I'll take the mission. Beats whatever other way you have prepped for us to exit this room anyway. However there is one very important thing to keep in mind. You know who my parents are, if you did not I would not be here. If I find out you told them I was still alive, I do not care what it costs me, I will make it my sole goal to destroy you and everything you care about. That clear?"
Stealing Ana's tag list yay! If I missed anyone blame Ana :3. She is currently the most normal looking in the group, as she is in plain grey sweatpants and shirt. She has to be shot because electricity is not going to work on her, and drugs are useless unless they take her down fast enough that she cannot clear them out of her system. It is pretty much the only way to take her down reliably, and shield would know that.
Wow, way to throw me under the bus xDDD
I'm gonna post once everyone else has posted at least once, 'cause that's how I roll. Also, he's currently in the room, you just can't really ssee him, but you may see what looks like to be a bug or something like it flyin' about.
Fair enough. But the room is sealed so he can't leave.
By the way guys, this RP is also going to be a way for my sister to improve her writing. If you have any kind advice to give throughout the RP, feel free to share.
By the way guys, this RP is also going to be a way for my sister to improve her writing. If you have any kind advice to give throughout the RP, feel free to share.
Lucky her she got stuck in the RP with the guy who is majoring in English xD My spelling is shite though so don't expect help there haha
Yes I typed Shite, gotta problem Preppy Mental Child?