Marvel rp: Post-Civil War ENDGAME SPOILERS

(Hey!)

(I am XD)

(*pokes back*)

( Hello! I'm here! )

( That would be good! )

(Ehhhhhh it’s me Nightcrawler XD)

(New York works! Lol I have no idea where Gwenn is but, New York seems most reasonable xD)

(*edges in* My name was mentioned and I feel obligated to post instead of lurk, ha ha.

Ha ha ... I noticed Sam wasn't claimed (though maybe I'm wrong) and my mind at once jumped to 'oh look. Someone I'm mildly okay with.'

Pfft. Might do better with an OC, but never know. Thoughts? I'm just ... going to sit here. *sits*)

(I was gonna say that Thunderbird could be at Xavier's school, but I feel like I'm just gonna have him in a quiet new york town in his house XD
Also, I am rpg Thunderbird (John Proudstar). While I'm rpg him, I won't be accurate with all the facts, haha. Like, I'm pretty much just using the characters, but not hugely their stories, since this didn't happen and they weren't as close XD His brother, who I will mention, is James Proudstar, aka Warpath. I'm gonna pretend James has disappeared because of the snap

I'm just doing this starter. Sorry it's a bit long! Someone can just like... run into him or something XD)

-- somewhere in New York, John Proudstar aka Thunderbird --

James' food was cold on the dinner table. John had prepared grilled chicken alfredo -- extra chicken -- , and his younger brother had been expected back from the store hours ago with the milk they had run out of. He had promised he'd be home on time so that they'd have that milk for the dinner, but John hadn't been able to wait. He'd eaten one helping of the chicken alfredo and gone for seconds and then thirds before his brother arrived home. With a big appetite, it took a lot of food to make him full, so John just kept eating, hoping that his brother would be home in time for one of his many helpings. By the time John had finished eating his multiple plates and the rest from the pot on the stove, the only thing holding him back from eating James' plate was the fact that he was stuffed to the brim. He sat back in his chair with a worried look upon his face, and glanced over at the clock, the sun-setting sky outside the window, and then the door.

John was going to have to have a stern talk with his brother when he got home. Did James realize how worried sick he had made him? With all the mutant hate going around and the distrust of people with powers after the Sokovia accords, it wasn't as safe as it once was for people with powers to be out. And John and his brother weren't exactly the most harmless of mutants. John himself had a knack for running around and getting into trouble, but he didn't want his brother to follow in those same footsteps. It wasn't safe being part of the mutant underground, even if the cause was a good one.

With an annoyed grunt, he pushed his chair loudly back from the table and walked heavily towards the door. He couldn't wait any longer. And, in the next moment, he swung the door open and placed his hand on the doorframe. His eyes closed and his ears tuned, he saw James when he left earlier that evening for the store. He could see James' footsteps towards the car and then the car speeding away. John hopped down the front steps and moved down the driveway towards the street. He stood off to the edge of the road and knelt down. He rested his hand on the bumpy asphalt, and he let his senses focus even more, extending his reach beyond their quiet street -- more quiet than usual at the moment, it seemed -- and he tried to pick up on the familiar beating of his brother's heart, his scent, his sound, the exhaust from his old, handy-me-down car. John could see as far as the next street over. He could see the car driving along and then turn. But then, all the sudden, he could no longer feel his brother the way that he should have.

In that moment, he knew something had happened. James wasn't coming home today, was he?

John Proudstar

That's when he heard the gunshots. He didn't need his super hearing or his tracking abilities for that. The shots echoed around the street, louder especially to his trained ear. It was generally a quiet street, but there were abandoned buildings down the end of the road that gave it an odd sort of liveliness, if only to cause a little trouble from time to time. There was hardly ever violence, but kids often liked to go down there and practice shooting bottles or cans. It was usually just harmless fun. Guns that didn't have real bullets. Sometimes just Nerf guns or even slingshots. But... these shots, these shots were real. They were meant to cause damage and they were aimed at someone. John lifted himself from his crouch on the ground, and leaned in towards the sound. Was it his brother mixed up in some stupid mutant hate crime? Was his brother hurt? James' could run faster than most, and his skin was hard like John's, but it didn't mean he was invincible, something that both he and John often forgot. We have enhanced speed, strength, and stamina. We have skin tougher than nails... but we can still be hurt. We can still be killed.

But... it wasn't James. John had felt his brother, what... disappear? Was disappear the right word for it? And as he tuned in his hearing and vision, he could see a girl peeking around the buildings. She had been running, it seemed. John could hear her heart beating and her breathing only now just calming down. But what had she been running from? He couldn't see the people who had shot the guns. But... wait... John's eyes trained on two weapons on the ground, ownerless. And then the weapon in the girl's hands. Had she been the one firing the shots? Or had her missing pursuers been doing all that firing? John tried to focus. There had to be other people there. And then, for a brief flicker, he saw two men standing where the girl was looking now, where the weapons were now on the ground. They had their weapons aimed at her, and then the two men just disappeared into clouds of dust and the weapons dropped to the ground.

John blinked. Did those people really just... disappear? Was that what happened to James? Was that why his tracking had suddenly gone dark?

hey guys. what's good? i'm sure.. some of you remember me, right? even though, looking back, it's been two years since i posted and WOW, that's a long time.
it's the middle of the night and this popped into my head, and i had to think long and hard about my password and was very pleasantly surprised to see this still up and active! i'm all nostalgic and everything now. i have no plans of returning, and i still feel bad for just... disappearing one day. i logged out and never felt the need to log back in.

i just... i don't know. i wanted to come back and see if this was alive, and it is. and now i wanted to post something as kind of closure for myself knowing that this is alive and that you guys who remember me (looking at you, cap, tals, maybe other people- i hope-) know i'm alive.
and then i wanted to say thank you for those of you who made this, if you're still around, because this whole thing made me very very happy when i was here. cap, you in particular was always so nice to me and that's something i really appreciate, still. and yeah, i'm still super into marvel. at least that didn't disappear just like 50% of people, heh

so yeah, hi and bye. i'll peek back later to see if anyone replied, and after that i'm back to my old ways, i guess- going off the radar for years at a time. ))

(Who isn't claimed at this point anyway? Just for some food for thought.

The temptation to use the OC I have in my other MCU RP is very strong but very wrong. Because then they will become an actual OC instead of an OC who lives in a certain universe. Also, he has no spine.
I think I should use Eveline and Tom if I use anyone, because they're ambiguous OCs that go everywhere. Tom also has no spine. But in this case he's a coward, not just weak. *shrugs*
I can use those two for now and if other MCU OC catches too much attention than I'll work it out. 

I'll ... have to read a bit to see what's going on. Just to set the scene in my head.)

(Cat!! It’s nice to see you again! I can’t believe it’s been two years already! We still have your characters claimed for you xD I’m glad that you’ve stopped by to say hello, even if you’re not staying! It’s good to hear that you’re okay and that you still love marvel that pun, though ;-; Are you also watching the latest American idol? & are you still a fan of Dalton? The show has definitely changed since it’s remake, but I still love it and watch it! (:
&& aww<3 that means a lot to hear (: We’ve definitely missed you here! As for who made the rp, it was my idea to create this rp way back on the old forums but I didn’t want to be in charge of it, so Rain made it (: Sadly, she never made it to the new forums, but Tals took over in reposting it! A joint effort, haha. I’m sure Rain and Tals would be happy to hear what this rp has meant to you, as it makes me happy to hear as well!)

(Mint; good question XD It’d probably be easier asking a character and I’d tell you yes or no XD At this point, we have so many characters claimed that aren’t listed on the front because we’ve claimed them as needed for the rp. For instance, while we all have our main claimed characters, some characters we’ve claimed for the infinity war plot XD So... let’s see, Falcon, War Machine, Nakia, Okoye, M’Baku, Heimdall.... are ones I can think of that aren’t claimed. I think Shuri was claimed by someone. And then of course we have a huge amount of X-men that aren’t claimed, haha. But there are so many characters in the universe that it’s hard to list every one that isn’t claimed XD

No spine? Literally or figuratively? XD But, yep, you can use your OCs!

As for reading back, what we’re at this point in the rp is infinity war, so they’re on they’re way to Wakanda. But we’re gonna rp in the future right now, after the snap, because the infinity war plot and those characters are currently frozen while we wait for everyone to return (: )