The Cape [Multi-Fandom Sandbox RP]

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"Hey kiddo, wanna play with me?" Hazel said to the tiny newcomer that walked into the recreational room, trying to tempt the boy while beckoning him with her right hand. "Whoever wins gets. . . Something from the loser, I guess." Hazel shrugged, resting her arms on the pool table as she stared at the newcomer with a friendly, non-threatening look on her face, awaiting his response, but Tandem had a grin on his face and turned his attention to the newcomer to save him from Hazel's schemes because he knows that she's just gonna cheat again. He didn't really care for the guy if he was being honest, he just wanted to piss Hazel off so that he can get a hilarious reaction out of her, he loves pissing people off and Tayne already knows that The Italian Swindler is gonna screw Hazel over, he's known him long enough to know what he's about to do but decided not to intervene and let Tandem do what he does best: Be an asshole.

"Don't even try, chump! That gal right there is a cheater!"
"Tandem, you snake!!" She said, stomping her foot on the ground while Tandem kept on giggling at her reaction.​
 
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Winter Schnee's crisp blue eyes peered over to the two as they entered the ring alongside her. Her weapon of choice, a large dueling saber, was held tightly in her gloved hand. The woman's stature never once showed any hint of faltering when the armored individual and the bald man entered the ring.

"Very well." She said, her sword remaining drawn as they approached. The Specialist simply stood there, blade in hand as she began to slowly pace around the ring. Her job here was to train them, to analyze their weakpoints and use them against them, make them correct them. And as such, she waited and refused to attack first. "Go on. One of you make the first move." She said, though with how strict and uptight her voice sounded, it certainly came off as more of a command than anything else.

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"Right..." He said as he nodded along with Kostya's words, not really understanding what she had just said... at all. Ungainly reaching up to scratch at the back of his head with his fingernails, Bardroy just kinda.... nodded along with her words , before raising his arm and sticking out his thumb, pointing to the assortment of vehicles behind him. "Well, in any case... you can go examine the area if ya'd like. Personally, I don't really even understand what you just said, probably because I come from the late eighteen hundreds." His brow quirked and his finger tapped against his chin in thought, as he peered up at the sky. "Come to think of it... that Arthur fella also comes from the eighteen hundreds, doesn't he?" He paused again, as if further lost in thought, before he eventually snapped out of it and shrugged. "Anyways, yeah, feel free to have a look around and all that."

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"I don't recall being killed. I don't even recall who it was that killed me." McGillis said, to the strange doctor person in front of him. "However, since you did ask for my help, I will do my best to meet your expectations. Tell me, is my Gundam or Valkyria here?" He would be informed that they both were. McGillis smiled, before heading into the sub level of the hangar, which held all the high tech mobile weapons such as mobile workers and grazes. "I'll practice for a bit using my Grimgerde. If anyone is interested in a sparring match, they are welcome to do so."

McGillis would take the elevator up to where the cockpits were, before he walked towards one MS that he was proud to see again. "It's been a long time hasn't it?" He spoke to the Machine in front of him.

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"Sweet robot, dude."

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As the three skeletons were seated at the table just... talking, a man carrying a red helmet under his left arm and a flask in the right kinda just.... stopped as he stared at all three of them.

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He just stood there.. silent for a moment, before he glanced down to his flask, shook it around a bit, and sighed.

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"....I'm gonna need a bigger flask."

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    “Wow,this is a pretty cool mech you got there.”

    Walking towards the position besides where McGillis is standing at the moment,she took a few moments to admire the Mobile Suit,Grimgerde. Aside from the cords on the arms and the upper torso seemingly acting as some big "hit me" targets,it's a pretty solid looking mech......well,maybe except for the pretty bare torso. It has a pair of some pretty sweet dual swords to compensate though.

    “I could probably imagine 'Gear wanting to take it apart to learn about its designs and whatnot if she was here....anyway,nice to meet you. I'm IF,the "lone gust of wind blowing through Gamindustri".”

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McGillis would look slightly behind him to see a girl wearing an somewhat silly outfilt. Who would even wear a stocking cap these days is even more strange.

He smiled at the girl's compliment, before replying, "This here is my personal Mobile Suit, other than my Bael. Of course, I would have liked to bring my Schwalblade Graze, but they had a restriction on how many machines I could bring. Mr Stark would have gotten a little angry if I did."

Of course, a second female soon approached, also intrigued by his Valkyria Grimgerde. However, a mention about another person wanting to take it apart was a little silly.
"If she ever did try to do so, she better rebuild it soon after. She wouldn't like me if I was angry, and that is a rare emotion for me."

After learning the second girl's name, he replied while extending a hand out, "My name is McGillis Fareed, Commander of the Outer Earth Orbit Regulatory Joint Fleet. It's a pleasure to meet you IF." ​
 

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    Smiling as she also shook hands with Fareed McGillis,IF responded to his remark about Nepgear rebuilding his personal Mobile Suit.

    “Don't worry about it. We wouldn't let her near any machine-stuffs that are important. Plus,even if she did end up disassembling your Mech....well.....let's just say that she'll miraculously reassemble it back into its prime condition. She's crazy about anything to do with tech,you see.”

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The Native woman crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the wall. "I wasn't given a proper uniform, and I didn't realize an all powerful multiverse protective agency would have an archaic dress code." Penelope retorted. "Besides, just because mine shows more skin doesn't mean it's any worse than that skin tight monstrosity." Commenting on her clothes was clearly a good way to get under the shape-shifter's skin.
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The silent frame followed after Ciaran as she explored the facility, his masked face scanning the surrounding cautiously as he kept his hand on the hilt of hi Nikana. This place was ancient, even older than he had been before the terrible incident that left him disfigured into the half-man he was today. The designs here were closer to Grineer than Orokin, and that was mildly unsettling. Part of him missed the alabaster and gold of Lua, but he was also glad to be freed from his prison.

Ciaran had brought him on many missions since his freedom, which had made the frame even more protective of the Tenno child. As such, when they finally encountered a person, the frame retained his defensive stance, standing tall, but keeping his hand on the hilt of his weapon all the same.

"This is their scientist?" he asks Ciaran telepathically "A drunk?"

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You look up, a bit surprised they were... being at least a tad bit welcoming.... but... you knew better... and you see an opportunity... but... if you didn’t do it right, you could lose your watch, the only possession you had on you right now... but then again... it could be a perfect time to form alliances...

“Mmm... alright I’ll take you’re bait.... besides what’s the chance were BOTH good at cheating...”

You smile, mysteriously, a bit smug and childlike even (COUGH HAT KID SMILE MAYBE), confident in your own victory.

“Chess. I’ll challenge you in chess.... your glasses, or my pocketwatch...”

You appear mostly harmless, since you look like you’re 10 fucking years old... but you had an advantage you doubted any of them had....

“So. What do you say.”

You sure HOPED she wasn’t as good a cheater as you, otherwise you could kiss your life source goodbye!!!

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Doranichov found the mysterious invitation card on his vanity table, the night after the premiere of Super Wolfman. The letter made him tilted his head in confusion; Director Vladmir Pajitnov claimed ignorance on sending said letter, or knowing anything about it. The content of the letter, too, was mysterious. He has heard of the Time Patrol. But what was Multiverse Protection Foundation? So there was a lot of universes?

A short investigation using Time TV revealed little. An middle aged man (he didn't think he was russian) put the letter there. Fast forwarding to the time of the meeting, Doranichov saw himself being led by the man through a portal. Going back to several weeks in the future, he saw himself going on a date with Nina.

That meant wherever the portal was connected to, he was still safe. Doranichov stuffed the letter into his 4-dimensional Muffler before hopping off lightly to his gala dinner. Seeing what was beyond the portal sounded fun!

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What was beyond the portal was amazing. It was a large facility, comparable to the robot academy back in the 22nd century. Doranichov enjoyed the stroll around the facility. The director was very considerable for the members well-being, was his opinion on the director. The technology was not as advance as that of 22nd century, but it was already enough to live leisurely.

Doranichov received the key to his room with both hands, bowing his head slightly to the agent in return. His room was nicer than the one he had back in Russia. The bed was soft. He rolled left and right over the bed. So much space! Well, considering he was only 129.4 cm, the bed was definitely enough. After all the rolling he did, the bed was quite a mess. Doranichov tidied the bedsheet before he walked out of his room. Time to explore!

His first stop was the cafetaria. The recreation room sounded fun, too, but he remembered the agent mentioned ping pong balls and pools... he would ruin the fun if he went there.

There were already people in the cafetaria, though most of them seem to be drinking. The people were grouped clearly. Three skeletons were together, three men were together, and one man carrying a red helmet was sitting alone. Doranichov climbed the chair beside the lone man, deliberately avoiding gazing on the round chair surface, the round lamp, or round water dispenser. He already picked what he wanted, but with the people there, he ordered the food to be taken to-go.

The staff soon handed over a square carton box. It was warm, and the smell of red bean paste was unmistakeable! He made a high noted growl as he took the box, his eyes smiling at the staff.

Doranichov turned his body, ready to go bsck to his room, but his eyes stopped at the young man. He looked sad. Doranichov patted the man's shoulder repeatedly in an attempt to comfort him. He slightly tilting his head in curiosity.

Why so sad?


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"Yo dude, I have like.... no idea what you just said, but it sounds pretty rad," The girl replied with a lazy, half-hearted chuckle as she continued to eat... whatever it is she was eating. "I'm Janna, but you can just call me Janna," She said, emitting another small chuckle as she chowed down, only for another female to approach soon after. "Sup," She said, flicking her a small wave. As she explained her story, Janna paused for a moment. "Wait... your name is just If...?"

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"Rad."

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The soldier would raise her hands in a mock-defensive fashion at Penelope's reply, letting out a chuckle. "Woah... calm down there, buddy." She said as she too backed up against the wall, crossing her arms under her chest as she blew yet another bubble. POP! "But for real though, you probably will get shot wearing an outfit like that."

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The man would furrow his brows at the... cat thing that attempted to nudge against his shoulder. He sighed and stared whatever that thing was over as he set his helmet down on the nearby lunch table. He then reached out and just kinda... slowly nudged the thing away. "Listen, weird... surreal cat thing," He said. He honestly wasn't used to this whole multiversing thing yet, even after a few months of being part of this organization. Which made it all the weirder to be repeatedly nudged by some.. cat. "I'd absolutely just... love to be repeatedly tapped by your... paws, but I think I'm just gonna pass." He said, as his eyes flicked over to the three skeletons, and then back down to his flask.

Yeah, he was gonna need a much bigger flask.

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Winter Schnee's crisp blue eyes peered over to the two as they entered the ring alongside her. Her weapon of choice, a large dueling saber, was held tightly in her gloved hand. The woman's stature never once showed any hint of faltering when the armored individual and the bald man entered the ring.

"Very well." She said, her sword remaining drawn as they approached. The Specialist simply stood there, blade in hand as she began to slowly pace around the ring. Her job here was to train them, to analyze their weakpoints and use them against them, make them correct them. And as such, she waited and refused to attack first. "Go on. One of you make the first move." She said, though with how strict and uptight her voice sounded, it certainly came off as more of a command than anything else.
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His team remained silent as they stared down the Red teams armor. Prophet in particular, looking over at the other's armor for a short time.

O'Neil turned toward Prophet, doing the same.

Mike turned toward Winter, who was commanding either of them to go at her. Whomever could take her down first would win.

If Jerome was strong and fast, no doubt his team had the same prowess.

Psycho went first.

He stared down Alice and almost suddenly, the marine was already gone from view, with cloaking going for Winter.

The bald man slammed a elbow into the strict woman's arm, following it up with an punch.

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"You know I can urrrrp h-hear you, right?" The alcoholic scientist asked before tilting his head to the side. A small, grey earpiece could be seen nestled in his ear, which he proceeded to tap with his index finger. "Telepathic earpiece. Let's me intercept telepath's communications." He said, his singular unibrow furrowing as he stared the two females down.

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It didn't take long before a greenish, blondish haired man with long ears and his orange ottsel to be standing on the far end of the training room, Jak and his ottsel friend, Daxter shooting at nearby targets. Jak threw a gun to Daxter and they were shooting targets together.

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Ciaran gave the scientist a look, one that wasn't quite disdain but very damn close. But if there was one thing her encounter with Umbra had taught her, it was to not judge a book by its cover. Given the sudden reveal of higher tech, namely the earpiece the scientist wore, Ciaran realized that she had already been judging a book by the cover, not for this one person, but for the place in general. Of course, how dumb had she been to not realize that with all kinds of alien tech present, most of it was probably hidden to keep out of the rest of this world's suspicion.

With that, Ciaran decided to not react to Umbra's message, and instead address the drunk directly. "I was curious what kind of tech this place held. It didn't appear very advanced upon first glance, but now I see that looks are deceiving." she stated with a small smile. "If it is not too much of a trouble, may I see some of the things you and other engineers her have made?"
 
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Winter's gaze would slowly turn to look behind her as Psycho suddenly turned invisible. Not even moving a single bit, aside from her head at least, Winter would quickly roll out of the way of his first attack, before countering his punch by sending her elbow slamming down towards his forearm. "Such tactics will not aid you in close combat battle, soldier." She said, her eyes peering directly towards Psycho despite the fact that he was cloaked. "If all you can do is disappear, then I don't think you're very cut out for this organization."

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"Why the hell do yooooooooooooouuu--uurp wanna know?" The scientist asked as he brought the flask up to his lips and tipped it upwards, whatever the liquid was falling into his mouth like water from a faucet. After his abnormally long sip, the man simply brought the flask back down and wiped up the strange liquid from his chin. "It's hard enough to work here as it is, so some... wh-what are you? Seventeen? Twelve?" His unibrow quirked as he tilted his head and gave her a lookover, before shrugging. "Whatever, ititititit it doesn't matter. The point is that--"

"That you should be more polite to our guests?" Suddenly came the sound of a new voice who casually strolled over to the trio.

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"Tony Stark. Genius billionaire playboy philanthropist. and more importantly in this scenerio, a much more welcoming host than my partner over here." He said with a small smile as he reached out to shake both their hands. "I can only assume that you've already met Rick."

"Yeah, thanks for the introduction, asshole." Rick said as he crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. Tony, deciding to ignore Rick, strolled on over to Ciaran, giving her a friendly pat on the back.

"I'll personally give you a tour of the place. Let you see all the nitty gritty of our little multiverse wide operation here." Tony said, before turning to face Umbra. "Oh, and I suppose that your mind-reading friend can come too."

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Homura quickly whipped out a Desert Eagle Pistol before shooting at several moving targets in the firing range. The bullets hit dead center on each one, the sound of pierced metal was heard in her ears. She then dematerialized the Pistol, before conjuring up an AK 47 Assault Rifle. She fired it at more targets, until the cartridge ran out of Bullets, before she tossed it away, sighing as the gun vanished.

"When will we be going on a mission? I still need to figure out where Madoka is!" She asked.
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Alice circled around. Winter took out Psycho relatively easily, though both of them weren't nearly as quick to her as they thought they were. It was likely Winter had a sort of awareness that Psycho didn't have, as Alice's augmented eyesight and suit's powerful optics allowed her to see Psycho's outline relatively easily. Alice unsheathed a knife, but the intent wasn't to stab Winter. She eyed the rapier, and decided that a blade would do well in parrying the thin weapon better than bare hands.

After Winter rolled, Alice lunged forward, stabbing as if for Winter's chest with her knife, while bringing up her free hand like she was going to try to restrain Winter.

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Isaac had followed Coulson in, and had stayed quiet throughout the entire tour. He followed what looked like a suit of armor, until a girl appeared in front of it. He kept his guard up, but decided not to say anything. Isaac didn't exactly like the way she seemed to see everything, and was unsettled by how the armor seemed to have a mind of its own. Entering the Lab, he'd see a drunk, and another guy. The drunk, Rick, seemed standoffish. The girl seemed to be from somewhere more advanced than this, and Isaac was impressed by the place as was. It wasn't the Sprawl, but it was sure as hell better than the S.C.A.F. Bases on Tau Volantis. Beat the Ishimura too.

"Uh, another tour?"

Isaac would ask, ignoring the fact the suit could speak to the girl telepathically. Isaac had half a mind to see how much damage his plasma cutter could do to the thing, seeing as telepathy was something of Marker, and the Marker's makers, the Brethren Moons, origin. Their twisted mind-altering machines and signals had almost driven Isaac insane, and a lot of times, Isaac had to make sure he wasn't going insane still.

"I'm not sure what else there is too see here. This lab seems pretty high-tech, and that's something for the 21st century. Hell, I've worked on spaceships that weren't as advanced."

He said, frankly.

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"You know I can urrrrp h-hear you, right?" The alcoholic scientist asked before tilting his head to the side. A small, grey earpiece could be seen nestled in his ear, which he proceeded to tap with his index finger. "Telepathic earpiece. Let's me intercept telepath's communications." He said, his singular unibrow furrowing as he stared the two females down.

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Facing the man in silence for a long moment, the frame chuckled silently within his mind "A resonance hijacker...Not bad for a drunk" the frame gave the man a nod as he turns to address Tony "Mind reading? I wish..." he thinks out loud, before tapping his throat and gesturing like a pair of scissors snipping "Can't speak out loud" he explains to Rick, not that he thought he cared, he figured he could decide whether Tony needed to know why the mute had to speak via telepathic bond with Ciaran

Letting the introduction continue, he turns his head back to Rick "Is he always this full of himself?"

As Isaac entered, however, the Frame clenches his hands slightly, almost reflexively as he asks Ciaran "That suit looks Corpus...Think he's with Nef Anyo?"
The frame kept his eyes on the man, vigilant as ever. After their stunts with the Solaris, he'd been on a hair trigger watching out for Taxmen

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