Marvel rp: Post-Civil War ENDGAME SPOILERS

I currently have Usama and Tony Stark open. Ill add more in a sec class

Usama is my oc on the front page.)

Colmac and Carieann are open too actually- along with Blazkowicz. Theyre all on the front page)

Alright sounds good. I dont know that much of comic book jean so shes all yours haha)

Avengers tower was sold?
Hm.. it mustve happened in spidey’s homecoming movie.

Nope. And Usama is like at the mansion, colmac and caireann are with Blazkowicz at the ranch)

As soon as Jean Grey opened her eyes, she knew something was wrong. She'd just gone through all that trouble of being resurrected by the Phoenix, and thought she might finally get some normality. Nope. This wasn't where she'd gone to sleep last night, and she hadn't been wearing the black Phoenix suit, either. She'd been in casual wear. This was definitely happening, too; she was far too powerful to be tricked by any psychic manipulation. Seeing a phone on the nightstand next to her, she unlocked it. Well, at least my passcode is the same. The first order of action was obviously to get to the school. From there, they could figure out what had happened. Pulling up the maps app, she input "Xavier Institute for Mutant Education and Outreach".
Zero results.
"That's strange…" Jean put in the other names the school had had in turn, none of them yielding results. She tried again on Google. Nothing. Suddenly, an idea struck her. She type in "Charles Xavier". Nothing. "Scott Summers". Nothing. "James Howlett". Name after name went in to the search engine, and not a single one of the X-Men showed up. Starting to panic, she continued. "Reed Richards". Nothing. "Tony Stark". Oh, thank god. At least he was here. Reed or Hank would have been preferable, but Stark was a close 3rd. After all, he'd opened an interdimensional portal once, hadn't he? Apparently, she was somewhere in upstate New York at the moment, so Stark shouldn't be all that far away. Jean changed into a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. She grabbed the car keys next to the phone, then threw some clothes in a bag and went outside, finding a black Camry. Just to check and make sure her powers were still working, she shot the key over to the door and opened it before she got there. Removing the key, Jean got into the car, started the engine, and peeled out of the driveway. Once she hit the street, she smoothly accelerated away from the house.

After a couple hours of driving, Jean reached her destination. Stepping out of the car, she shut the door and locked it behind her, then set her hand on the parking meter. The internal mechanisms clicked and rattled, and the display went from 0 to 12 hours. That should be enough. Jean strode inside and made her way across the lobby. “I need to speak with Tony,” she said to the security guard at the desk.
“Do you have an appointment?”
“No. But—“
The guard cut her off. “You can’t see Stark without an appointment.”
Jean gave him a glare, then strode over to the elevators. Behind her, the guard got up, putting his hand on his gun, and said, “Ma’am, you can’t do—“
Without turning around, Jean stuck her hand out, and the gun flew into it. She ejected the magazine, racked the slide to get rid of the bullet in the chamber, then dropped the gun on the floor. “Do whatever you have to to let Tony Stark know Jean Grey needs to speak to him, and is waiting on the top floor.” The elevator doors slid open as she reached them, and she stepped in. As soon as she had turned around, the doors slid shut again, and the car began to move upwards.
As Jean reached the top floor, the elevator doors slid open again, and she stepped out. Walking briskly, she grabbed a chair from the table and made her way outside. Setting the chair down, she dropped her bag next to her, and sat down, waiting for Stark’s inevitable arrival.

I almost had a finished reply


but yknow that set aside tabs button in internet explore as you try to go to that first tab??? I somehow hit it



so give me a moment

(note: I'm adjusting for Marvel Comics' 4:1 timescale compression ratio)

Jean stood up, glared at Tony, and then just snapped. "Nope. I am NOT doing this today. Okay, Tony, I don't know what's going on with you, but I guarantee that I currently have it worse off. First," she said, holding up a finger, "I've been working out my relationship with a giant, fiery, all-powerful cosmic entity, which occasionally possesses me, and in one of those instances, caused the deaths of FIVE BILLION SENTIENT BEINGS, for over a decade. Second," she said, raising another finger, "I've been dead for almost FOUR ****ING YEARS, in which timespan, my HUSBAND died, after having his reputation dragged through the dirt by the person he ended up shacking up with. And guess what brought me back to life? Ding-ding-ding, we have a winner! That's right, Tony, that same cosmic entity!" Jean laughed maniacally, strolling forwards, then poked him in the chest. "FOUR!" Poke. "****ING!" Poke. "YEARS!" She took in a deep breath, calming herself slightly, and continued. "And you know what? I was prepared to accept all that. Yeah, it was weird as hell, but I'd finally managed to get rid of aforementioned xenocidal entity, and at the moment I was just happy to be alive again. I was going to get to hang out with my friends, do some good, try to make a better future for mutants, and figure out what was going on with my younger self. Yes, I'm also confused about that. Then, this morning, I woke up in a different place than where I went to sleep, in the suit I was wearing when I got brought back to life, and when I tried to get back to Xavier, I found out the X-Men apparently DON'T EXIST HERE, and neither does the ENTIRE RACE OF MUTANTS. The Fantastic Four DON'T EXIST HERE. Most of the people I know DON’T EXIST HERE. I came here to ask you for help, because you're one of the three smartest people I know, and the other two… DON'T EXIST HERE. So," She pointed at him, glaring defiantly. "DO NOT TEST ME, TONY STARK," Jean shouted. Having said her piece, she crossed her arms, waiting for him to reply.

(When I was almost done, I accidentally used the trackpad shortcut to go back and had to redo the entire thing as well.)

(yep.)

Jean sighed. "Of course. I probably should have guessed that you'd know as little about me as you do the rest of the X-Men. Jean Grey. I'm an Omega-Level telepath and telekinetic. Yes, I do know Logan, and I could really do with a familiar face right now. This obviously isn't the universe I’m from, and it's not any of the ones we've ever had incursions with. I don't recognize either of the others, though." Jean paused. "Wait a minute. How do you know about the X-Men at all if they don't exist here? And why on EARTH did you find my entire story amusing? It was 100% NOT amusing. At all. Also, do you mind if I get caught up on what's happening and what's happened so far? It shouldn't take that long."

Captain Americat, Tals, I’m laying claim to X-23.
Also, is the Logan in here Wolverine, or just Logan, and is he from the X-Men movies or his own thing in the MCU, or what?

Okay so Logan is Wolverine from the MCU. He isnt Logan from the Logan movie at all- and in fact he’s pretty much based from the Logan of the earlier XMen movies. He goes by Logan or Wolverine))

(Scratch that. I’ve gotten Pumpkin Pie to join, and I’m going to have X-23 and Honey Badger meet up with their character(s))

( ^^" yeah, I'm just basing Logan off of the XMen movies. He's not technically in the MCU, but he's still a Marvel character. So we're just basically pretending that the XMen movies and the MCU movies have been smashed together.)

Laura Kinney woke up to the sound of somebody knocking on the door, struggling to breathe. Picking up the 55-pound wolverine laying on her chest and setting him down on the floor, she inhaled deeply. That's better, she thought. "Gabby! Get the door!" she shouted across the apartment.
Gabby got up and scampered across the floor, pulling open the door to their apartment. She was faced with a tall man in a blue shirt, with a red cape billowing behind him. She turned and asked, "Why is Doctor Strange here?"
Laura sat up. "No idea. Feel free to come in, Strange."
"Happily." Steven strode through the door. "A few hours ago, Jean Grey was, through unknown methods, transported to another location in the multiverse. I've determined where it is, but getting anybody there is tricky for two reasons. In a few minutes, a window for me to make a portal will open, and I can send somebody through. However, it's going to be a very traumatic journey on the brain, so anybody I send needs a healing factor. The X-Men would like her to have back-up, though, so I came to you. I would assume you have a go bag of some sort?"
Laura swung her feet down to the floor, and got up. "Yep," she replied, striding to the closet. She opened the door, grabbing two large duffel bags off of the top shelf. "Anything else we need to know?"
"Well, I can send you there, but I'll be unable to bring you back. Luckily, there is a Stephen Strange in that universe, so he should be able to bring you back once the window opens over there. I've also pulled some strings. Once you get there, you'll have access to a large amount of funds. Instructions will be waiting for you when you arrive at the cabin upstate. You also own this apartment there, but I would suggest keeping that as a safehouse." Strange paused for a moment, tilting his head. "It's time, he said," then brought up his hands. Performing an intricate series of gestures, symbols began to float around him, and a whirling circle of purple sparks appeared in the floor, surrounding nothing but blackness.
"Can we bring Jonathan?" Gabby asked.
"I see no reason why not," Strange replied. "His brain is not advanced enough for this journey to cause problems."
Having received her answer, Gabby picked up the wolverine and walked over to the portal, hopping through.
The last thing Laura heard as she followed Gabby into nothingness was the voice of Strange, saying "Good luck".

She woke up, face-down on a large bed, in a fog of confusion. After a few moments, though, that fog began to lift. That must be the whole "traumatic for the brain" part, she thought. Now to find Jean.