Post by yjflordofbio123 on Dec 17, 2017 19:39:45 GMT
Selene walks into a small, quaint cafe, clad in her usual attire. While this would normally be strange, in New York City, which has megalomaniac mutants with buckets on their heads trying to destroy the world every Tuesday afternoon, her attire is not spared more than perhaps a second glance
She orders a cup of coffee and sits down, sipping.
IC: *They vanish and appear in a luxury hotel room in a hotel a few streets away. A man typing at a laptop on the desk looks up, but is thrown against the opposite wall by an invisible force, knocking him out. The same invisible force moves the unconscious body under the bed and draws the curtains.*
{JAMMERS! Shamrock ONLY!} The man glances at the underneath of a bed for a second. Then he turns to you. "Now that we're alone, we can talk more freely. I've heard things about this city. Rumors of mutants, monsters, gods especially." The man grins. "I was wondering who I would meet first. The soldier, the, ah... the 'iron man', or maybe even the elusive Spider-Man. But I never expected to meet Loki on my first day." Chuckles. "You and that pathetic mortal. Did you see his face? Hilarious." Turns to face Loki. "I've heard a lot about you. My name is Morlun."
OOC: Sorry, just realized something happened to my other post. IC
{JAMMERS! Drake ONLY!} "Greetings, Morlun. Forgive me if I don't shake hands, but I have the faintest suspicion that I would meet the same fate as your other acquaintances. Now, what brings you to New York?
Post by yjflordofbio123 on Dec 18, 2017 11:12:04 GMT
Selene sighed. New York was always so... Disappointing. Lovely drinks, but no fresh minds to devour. She began to muse, walking along another street, looking for something to do.
Selene sighed. New York was always so... Disappointing. Lovely drinks, but no fresh minds to devour. She began to muse, walking along another street, looking for something to do.
*James Dann walks into the hotel where the murders took place.* *He goes to the receptionist.* Hi. I’m Detective James Dann from the NYPD *He shows his badge.* I was wondering who was staying in Room 248?
Selene sighed. New York was always so... Disappointing. Lovely drinks, but no fresh minds to devour. She began to muse, walking along another street, looking for something to do.
OOC: In other words, I want to RP with someone
*A citizen comes up to you.* Can I have a selfie?
Selene looks at the citizen, raising a well groomed eyebrow. Her plump lips tilt down in a sneer of confusion. "What is this selfie you speak of?" She asks, her voice thick with a french accent.
Selene remembers her time in Paris. She ended up accidentally feeding on 83 police officers
The cafe owner thanks them, although he is a little creeped out by their behavior.
Psycho Pirate eliminates his insecurities, and they act like real pals, do a proper job of the clean up too. When they're finished, they take a picture with all of them with visible faces smiling broadly.
As you say. Passerbies pass by, step a little quicker, and vacate the scene, obviously disturbed by this weirdness.
Selene sighed. New York was always so... Disappointing. Lovely drinks, but no fresh minds to devour. She began to muse, walking along another street, looking for something to do.
OOC: In other words, I want to RP with someone Edit: Nevermind.
{JAMMERS! Shamrock ONLY!} The man glances at the underneath of a bed for a second. Then he turns to you. "Now that we're alone, we can talk more freely. I've heard things about this city. Rumors of mutants, monsters, gods especially." The man grins. "I was wondering who I would meet first. The soldier, the, ah... the 'iron man', or maybe even the elusive Spider-Man. But I never expected to meet Loki on my first day." Chuckles. "You and that pathetic mortal. Did you see his face? Hilarious." Turns to face Loki. "I've heard a lot about you. My name is Morlun."
OOC: Sorry, just realized something happened to my other post. IC
{JAMMERS! Drake ONLY!} "Greetings, Morlun. Forgive me if I don't shake hands, but I have the faintest suspicion that I would meet the same fate as your other acquaintances. Now, what brings you to New York?
{JAMMERS! Shamrock ONLY!} "Hm. Now, there's an interesting thought. I wonder If I could eat a god." Raises an eyebrow. "Anyway, my business here is just that. Business. Tell me, God of Mischief, do you know what I am?"
Selene sighed. New York was always so... Disappointing. Lovely drinks, but no fresh minds to devour. She began to muse, walking along another street, looking for something to do.
OOC: In other words, I want to RP with someone
An NPC citizen bumps into her, trying feebly to take her purse in the process.
Selene's eyes flicker. She uses telekinesis to bring them close to her, before..
Well, there's a reason she's the Black Queen, and one of the most dangerous foes the X-Men have ever faced
*James Dann walks into the hotel where the murders took place.* *He goes to the receptionist.* Hi. I’m Detective James Dann from the NYPD *He shows his badge.* I was wondering who was staying in Room 248?
OOC: Made up random room number.
OOC: Good for you.
Police tape is everywhere, and a few officers are talking elsewhere in the lobby. The receptionist nods. She's young, blonde. "Yessir, I've been getting that a lot. Let's see, here..." Looks at her computer. "He checked in as a Mr. Jonas Gutenberg. He's a visitor from Germany. But the police have recovered his ID in the hotel room and are keeping it as evidence. They say Mr. Gutenberg was found smashed on a boat recently."
Selene looks at the citizen, raising a well groomed eyebrow. Her plump lips tilt down in a sneer of confusion. "What is this selfie you speak of?" She asks, her voice thick with a french accent.
Selene remembers her time in Paris. She ended up accidentally feeding on 83 police officers
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