forum Marvel OxO // Closed

Started February 08, 2021 by @ElderGod-Icefire

tune

(here's the starter!)

Jason had door duty of welcoming people into the tower, and he was doing it as best he could. He was wearing a simple t shirt and jeans, with his hair combed. Slightly. It was mostly a mess, but he had made an effort to tame it, and that had to count for something, right? So he stood by and made small talk and guided people to where everyone else was gathering, waiting for the last arrivals to come in so that they could start game night in earnest.

Paisley talked animatedly with Doctor Strange about her new science project she had. The Doctor nodded along, occasionally adding a comment about what he used to do before the crash. Paisley was dressed in a simple white long sleeve and dark blue jeans tucked into tall black boots with a black blazer. Her hair was pulled up into its flawless ponytail and she wore some simple eyeshadow, mascara, and eyeliner to finish her look. Strange looked just as casually sharp, with a nice blue button up that brought out his eyes and some black pants. However, the Eye of Agamotto was tucked under the collar of his expensive shirt and Cloak flew overhead, occasionally catching the attention of a passerby.

They made their way down the street, the sun already beginning to dip below the skyline and the shadows became darker and more prominent with the lack of light. The two sorcerer's conversation was halted when none other than Princess Shuri of Wakanda and Peter Parker, aka the Spiderman, darted in front of them, racing each other to the Tower just a block away. Paisley shook her head and laughed, shoving her hands into the pockets of her blazer and continuing to make her way down the sidewalk.

"Good evening, Jason," Strange greeted the teen when they arrived at the door.

"Hey!" Paisley quickly followed suit with the greeting. "You ready for tonight?"

~ meanwhile ~

Shea walked out of the elevator, wearing her signature black hoodie, ripped jeans, and ratty purple high tops. Her hair was tied up into a messy bun, the pieces too short to make it into the hairtie falling messily into her face. She greeted the Avengers she knew, side-eyeing the ones she didn't. There was a man talking with Steve, hearts in his eyes and an annoyed woman on his arm.

"Scott, why are you still surprised whenever you see Steve?" The woman asked, affection lacing her voice.

"Hope. This is THE Captain America! Of course I'm impressed!" He responded with wild gestures.

Steve just looked uncomfortable.

Jason smiled at them. "Yeah. It'll be fun." He replied, stepping to the side and letting them in. "Everyone else is waiting in the main living area. I'll be joining you guys there after Shuri and T'Challa arrive, and also Peter Parker. He's running a little late." He took a deep breath, sighing faintly and shrugging his shoulders for a moment. "Peter should be here soon, and then Shuri and T'Challa soon afterward."

"Yeah, they just ran in front of us. It looked like they were coming this way, but knowing them, they probably got sidetracked." Paisley shrugged and walked inside, taking off her jacket to hang on the coatrack. Cloak flew in after the duo, already making itself comfortable on the couch next to Tony and Bruce.

Tony did a double take when the animated piece of clothing sat next to him and craned his neck to look at the duo arriving. "Hey Strange, hey Paisley," The billionaire playboy philanthropist greeted.

Strange nodded at the Iron Man and turned his attention back to Jason. "Shuri and Peter will be here any second."

Just on cue, the princess and the superhero stumbled into the room, both of them cackling like hyenas. "Sorry we're late," Shuri apologized with a shit-eating grin.

"She pushed T'Challa into a trash can," Peter added, his smile just as impish.

Jason rolled his eyes, shaking his head at them. "Of course she did." He replied with a sigh. "Just…you know where to go. Shoo." He led them all, plus T'Challa, into the correct room, taking a seat at the table and shaking his head again, a faint smile tugging at his mouth.

Tony looked around the table. "So, is this everyone?" He questioned, raising his eyebrows at the group.

Steve was sitting leaned back in his seat, leaning his cheek on one hand. Bucky sat beside him, the ex assassin quiet and calm as he gazed around the table.

(Hnnng the new episode hurt my hearttt. Bucky being like "because if he was wrong about you then he was wrong about me" just 🥺🥺😭 babey noo)

(babbyyyyyyyyyyyyy and the whole scene with Isaiah just hurt my heart. And freaking John can just go away already because >:( )
(also, Loki's gonna be here because I love Loki and I want Brodinsons shenanigans. Thor has half-convinced the other Avengers that Loki's a-okay now :) )

"I believe so…." Strange took a seat next to Wanda, Paisley sitting on his left with a girl she had never met on her left. "Wait. Are Sam and Clint coming?" Strange pointed the question at Steve at the opposite end of the table.

"Clint should be here soon," Nat answered for him, leaning forward, using her folded arms to keep her upright. "He had something to attend to. And Sam was wrapping up a mission. They said we could start without them."

"Cool." Tony stood up, his chair scraping noisily against the floor. Peter was sitting at his left, with Shuri next to him, and Rhodey and Vision on his right. "Let's get started with the first game." He pointed at Strange, who opened a portal above the center of the table. A black and white box landed noisily on the table, startling Thor and Loki from their silent staring contest.

"Cards Against Humanity," Tony announced, spreading his arms out wide like he was at a Stark Expo rather than at an Avenger's game night.

(D: yeah Isaiah made me Big Sad. And I wanted so badly for Bucky to just,,, punch John in the face)
(Hfnfbh okay!)

Jason raised an eyebrow. "You'll have to explain the rules to me, I've never played it before." He said, examining the box critically. "I've heard of it, but never played it before." He just had never really…had friends. And none of his handlers had wanted to play games with him. Basically he just didn't get to play games all that often, though he was good at poker. But poker had been played on missions. Poker had been done in less than legal settings with less than legal bids and less than legal results, on SHIELD missions with the goal of finding and flushing out the people doing the less than legal things.

Jason had no fond memories of many of these missions. Criminals had no compunctions against hurting children or teens, and he had been through a lot at the hands of ruthless men and women that hadn't cared that he was young, that he didn't have a choice.

While his mind rabbit trailed down this less than pleasant path, ice had formed at his fingertips, and when he shook off his thoughts, he sighed faintly when he realized that there was ice on his hands now. He shook off the ice onto the floor, blinking as he refocused on the game at hand.

(a;klsdfjlaks yes that's all I wanted. And the freaking Flag Smashers made Sam and Bucky look very w e a k during the fight scene on the trucks and I was like no thank you where's the Bucky that freaking took down like an entire army and the Sam that took down like hundreds of HYDRA agents >:( )

Shea looked over next to her, noting Jason's shaken expression but choosing not to comment. She knew firsthand that people didn't like talking too much about what was going on in their mind.

"According to my database," Vision started, his proper voice ringing through the room. "Cards Against Humanity is a popular game played by a large group of people. The 'judge' for that round reads off a black card and the rest of the party members choose one of the ten white cards in their hand to either fill in the blank of the black card or answer the question. The judge shuffles all the cards handed to them and reads them all aloud for the rest of the party to hear. Then, the judge selects the card that either makes the most sense or in most cases, is the most humorous and the player that the card belonged to gets the black card as a point. Then the judge role passes to the right. The first player to reach the preset amounts of points will be victorious."

"Thank you, Vision," Tony said between a yawn. "For that extremely helpful explanation."

"It was indeed helpful, Worthy Vision!" Thor bellowed, making Loki wince.

"Can you shut up for once?" The God of Mischief hissed.

(ajvsgsgsvs YES I'm Angery. But Karli (the leader) is hot so)

Jason laughed a little. "Thanks, Vision. I think I'll get the hang of it." His mouth pulled up in a faint little smile, but there was still something hanging in his eyes that looked too old and tired for his years. He was only seventeen, but the expression in his eyes made him look older. Maybe not as old as many of those around the table, but the amount of world weariness and exhaustion in his eyes was not that of a teenager, prematurely aged by too much violence and terror from a young age.

(she kinda seems like one of those 'looks like a cinnamon roll, can kill you' which is probably 110% correct because she freaking beat Bucky's ass)

Vision nodded, a small smile on his face. The android was always happy to be of service, but that could possibly just be his JARVIS side speaking. "Alright, who will deal? Shea?"

Shea's head snapped over to Vision upon hearing her name. "Uh, sure. I guess…" Steve slid the box over to the girl and she took a large handful of white cards out and began to shuffle. Once she finished those, she moved onto the next bit of white cards and then the smaller stack of black cards. Because she shuffled, play would start at the right. The dark toned girl with the soft eyes took the stack of shuffled black cards from her and turned them face down in the center of the table. Shea then began to pass out the cards.

Once everyone had been dealt ten cards, Paisley drew the top card and cleared her throat. "'The downstairs of Life smells like…. blank."

Shea cackled, instantly sliding a card to her left.

(ooh definitely lol)

Jason frowned for a moment, then slowly put down a card, facedown on the table. He still didn't quite understand how to play this game, but figured it would be fine. What was the worst he could do in this game, after all? It couldn't be as bad as other games got later at night sometimes. Those got rather… inappropriate. Apparently. He only sometimes got to stay, which was irritating, but he didnt push it too much.

(So for the table order. They're all sitting at a round table. Steve, Bucky, Empty, Empty, Nat, Loki, Thor, Bruce, Shuri, Peter, Tony, Rhodey, Vision, Wanda, Strange, Paisley, Shea, Jason, Empty, Scott, Hope, Pepper, Steve. I think that's everyone? And is Alex gonna join in soon?)
(I'm also totally overexaggerating Thor because it's fun :P)

Paisley cleared her throat and shuffled all of the cards handed to her. She read them all off one by one, snickering at a few of the outrageous responses but only one really got her laughing. "The downstairs of Life smells like… spaghetti." The simple response had Paisley cackling beyond belief. It was probably her midterms coming up screwing with her mental state.

After laughing for a little bit, she finished reading off the cards and selected spaghetti as her winner. Loki extended a hand to the young sorceress.

"My brother? Do you believe that the downstairs of life truly smells of spaghetti, brother?" Thor gasped, looking over at the God of Mischief with a scandalized look.

Loki huffed, blowing a raven lock from his face. "No. Imbecile. I was just attempting to get rid of a card I do not want."

(sounds good!)
(Oh uh no, none of them have met Alex yet and he isn't really a part of the team yet either. I was gonna wait a little bit longer to introduce him)

Jason had laughed at a few of the funnier ones, leaning on one elbow as he watched and listened. It was odd, for him. He didn't quite fit in with Peter and Shuri, but nor did he quite fit in with the adults. It was a strange, in-between place, but one that he didn't really mind. He didn't mind being alone in the group; there was no reason to be overly attached anyways, when all it would take is a few words from SHIELD and he'd be gone permanently, never to return. Better not to make connections.

(alright! I left an empty chair next to Jason just in case)

"Hey doofus," Shea whispered to Jason as she slid her next card over to Strange. "Why the distant look?" She elbowed him lightly, a smirk spreading on her face.

(alright, thanks! I'll probably introduce him soon ish, just not during game night)
(Also I wanted to figure out a way that Jason has to come out to Shea for some reason (probably for truth or dare and he gets dared/truthed to tell her a secret) so he just goes "I'm bi". Bc then she can tease him about Alex later bc he's not very good at hiding when he has a crush lmao)

Jason blinked, looking at her. "Hmm? Oh. I just got lost in thought, that's all. Nothing to worry about." He pushed his own card over to Strange with a quiet laugh and a light shrug. "I just got…stuck in a rut, I guess." He gestured vaguely to his head, shaking himself a little and sighing faintly. "It's fine." He ran a hand over his head, ruffling up his blond hair until it stuck up into blonde spikes.

(asa;kdfj yes. Shea is the type of person to a) endlessly tease someone about a crush b) always point out when someone gets flustered and c) gives people nicknames and refuses to let it go)

"Stuck in a rut?" Shea echoed, raising an eyebrow mischievously. "God, you sound like Steve." Shea laughed and leaned back into her chair, kicking her feet up on the table and once again sorting through her white cards.

Once Strange got all the cards, he began to read them off, his tone never wavering from his endless monotone. Paisley was all smiles next to him, laughing every now and then. The round ended with Tony getting the card and the play now passing to Wanda. The Sokovian smiled and read off the card.

"Anything special you're thinking 'bout?" Shea whispered to Jason, the mischief in her eyes rivaling the God of Mischief themself.

(skdbdhhd yesss and Jason's like "stop it he's from 1918, he's not interested, stop itttt")

Jason rolled his eyes at her comment that he was like his father, and continued to participate in the game. At the question, he cocked his head a little. "No, why?" He said slowly, narrowing his eyes for a moment at Shea and wondering what exactly that expression was about. Was she going to ask him something? But what? Or what did she think he was thinking about?

(and Shea's like "no you're already married now.")

"I know how to read people, and I know something's going on in that thick skull of yours." Shea reached over and lightly rapped her knuckles on Jason's head. "And I also like to know the tea." The chair squeaked as she bounced over to get closer to Jason. "Spill. Now."