forum “you save everyone, but who saves you?” : a marvel oc roleplay : open!

Started August 07, 2019 by Deleted user

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[this is in an alternate universe where endgame happened but tony and nat lived and the russo’s didn’t ruin steve’s character development. i’m okay i swear.]

It’s been several years after the Snap and Tony Stark’s life almost coming to an end. Everyone in the tower is slowly piecing back their lives, trying to move on from the life altering event that traumatized them all.

Although Tony is still in charge of Stark Industries, he leaves most of it to Peter Parker and Harley Keener, both recent graduates of MIT, helping out here and there when he can.

Life gets a little better when Tony hires (name placement) as an intern for Stark Industries. Although the kids a bit clumsy and mixes up Nat’s and Wanda’s orders a few times, they love him none the less and enjoy having him around. But when Clint walks in on (name placement) experimenting with his powers, the interning gets a little advancement.

Coincidently, a week and a half later, a mysterious object enters the atmosphere and crash lands in the middle of Manhattan. When a group of the Avengers arrive on scene, they’re surprised to see a girl, unconscious and smoking. Taking her back to the tower, (name placement) is left in charge to figure out who she is and adjust her to life on Earth.

But this girl is not who she seems, and with her, she brings a whole new enemy the Avengers might not be able to defeat.

(awkward pining and shenanigans ensue)

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Basically I wanted fluffy awkward roleplay with some angst sprinkled in there and endgame scarred me, so why not combine the two?

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Stuff you need to know:

• They will both be about the same age (16-17) and the intern will be in his third year of highschool.

• When the girl crash lands on earth, her translator will be dam aged so she won’t be able to speak English fluently or at all unless the intern fixes it or teaches her (or both).

• I would like to be the girl please.

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Rules:

• Proper grammar and spelling, please. I understand the occasional slip up, but if you use all three forms of ‘there’ in a paragraph and none of them are used correctly, I will let you know.
• Please be on/reply once like every 1-3 days, that’s all I’m asking. I’ve seen really good role plays just die off from the lack of response. If you’re going away for a bit, just tell me! I understand and won’t beat you up for it. ツ
• On the topic of replies, please a couple of sentences. We want to keep the storyline moving, and not stuck on the same conversion for two weeks.
• LGBTQIA+ is welcome! ツ
• No bigotry of any kind, not even in your characters. For some people, this website is their safe place. I will not let you ruin that just because you want a ‘dark and broody’ character. That goes for slurs too.
• Drama between the two characters is fine, but please none between us! I want to be friends :(
• No controlling the other persons character, unless it’s like ‘we walked down the stairs together and into the garden’ or something.
• Cursing is allowed, but not in every single sentence, please.
• Please ask before joining. PLEASE.
• I have the right to say no if I think your writing style doesn’t work with the roleplay. Please don’t get hurt, this has nothing to do with you!
• Like I said, please PM me if you’re thinking of throwing a major plot point in.
  -PLEASE BE SPECIFIC ON THE FORM. Links are okay, but at least describe them in depth a little bit before posting the link.
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Form:

Name:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Age:
Looks:
Personality:
Backstory:
Costume:
Powers:
Family:
Quote:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Other:

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My Marvel OC:

Name: Atlas, last name unknown
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Age: 16 1/2
Looks: Atlas has curly hickory colored hair that ends an inch or two below her chin, which she often has to tuck behind her ears. Her eyes are a dark mocha color. and once you look in them, you can look away. She has an ivory skin tone, with a pale blush often adorning her cheeks. She stands at 5’4”, and is quite fit, having a slight hourglass shape. (https://pin.it/gfmzc4y3irdfl5)
Personality: When waking up from crashing on Earth, Atlas at first is quite shy, flinching at the Avengers’ touch. But quickly enough she warms up to them, and soon enough they find out she’s a little troublemaker and getting into everything. She is very curious about Earth and their customs, and if she gets her translator fixed, they’ll find that she’s a talker too. Atlas is also very sweet, and will do anything for her friends/family. She’s very thankful to the Avengers for saving her too. But with he curiousness comes naivety, and she kinda believes that no one will hurt her on Earth.
Backstory: Atlas comes from an alien-angel race called Deiti. They’re from the farthest corner of the galaxy, and they live on a planet called Infiniti. All was well and good until an invasive race, called Mortem, invaded their planet and wrecked havoc, slowly but steadily taking over. Atlas here is a part of the royal empire in Deiti, and is one of the most powerful there. To save their legacy and try to stop the Mortem somehow, Atlas’ parents pulled a Superman and sent her away in a pod. The Mortem all live through their Queen, Veeva. If Veeva dies, they all die, but here’s the trick; Veeva is the most powerful of them all, and damn near impossible to kill. But when Atlas crashlanded on Earth, she unknowingly brought the Mortem with here, albeit a few months later.
Costume: Atlas came crashing down on earth in her armor, which is a black armored bodysuit with gold armor plates attached to it. Her translator is on her inner left forearm, and is currently damaged. Behind her flows a torn dark blue cape, and on her head rests gold helmet. (https://pin.it/euscblne5wchus)
Powers: Basically a combination of Dr. Strange and Mysterio’s powers (even though Mysterio didn’t really have any powers lmao), except instead of green, hers is gold and her power comes from herself. When she uses her powers, her eyes glow (like Captain Marvel), and if she uses her powers too much she passes out.
Family: Atlas has two fathers, Nova and Saros, who adopted her as a child. She also has a younger pair of twins, Cosmos and Neptune, one girl and one boy. Her family is very close to one another, and it pains her greatly not being able to see them.
Quote: “You are half sea and half storm. How do you not see your worth?” -k. azizian
Likes: Sunny days, cuddles, cats, sushi, movies, lazy days, play fights, training, adrenaline rushes, food
Dislikes: Thunderstorms, dogs, loud noises, being alone
Other: n/a

Name: Adrian Okeanos
Gender:  Male
Sexuality: Straight
Age: 17
Looks: Adrian is tall, at 6'1", with broad shoulders and narrow hips. He has a well defined musculature, and more of a swimmers body. He has black hair that hangs in his eyes a bit, and bright blue green eyes, the same color as the ocean. His pupils are slightly elongated, like a cats. Around his wrists and ankles are circles of slim silver scales. The circle of scales on his legs have been clawed out and disfigured; as a result, he never wears shorts. He has scars on his back and chest, along with a black tribal looking tattoo on the right side of his chest. His skin is a light golden brown from the sun. When he tries to sing at the wrong time, his throat turns black.
Personality: Adrian is a bit stubborn, and sort of quiet. He enjoys the ocean, though he doesn't get a chance to go very often, and even if he could, he might not choose to. He doesn't like talking about his past. He is intelligent, and very quick. Probably will develope more in RP
Backstory: (same as Personality, will be developed more in RP) Adrian was born a Siren, living underwater for most of his life. The scales on his wrists and ankles originally allowed him to shapeshift his lower body into a tail. Now that the circlets are broken, he can no longer shift, and is trapped as a human. He has been exiled from the Siren kingdom because of certain things in his past, which will be revealed as we RP.
Costume: doesn't really have one. Wears a deep blue mask over his face, along with just plain clothing. Sometimes light body armor, depending on the mission.
Powers: His song can control people; ie if he sings, and puts power into his voice, he can put people to sleep, make them stop fighting, etc. Really anything. However, because of his exile, his singing only works at certain times. If he tries to sing at the wrong time, his voice comes out all croaky and gross, and his throat turns black. However, when it does work, his voice is a beautiful, smooth, tenor-bass voice. He can breathe underwater.
Family: S'ra Okeanos, mother. Jikai Okeanos, father. Konran Okeanos, older brother. (All are Sirens. Konran is dead. Parents have disowned him)
Quotes: (couldn't pick one XD) "Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight."
"Promises mean everything, but after they are broken, sorry means nothing."
"Never run back to whatever broke you."
"Better by far you should forget and smile that you should remember and be sad." - Christina Rossetti
"Those who are heartless once cared too much."
"I liked myself better when I wasn't me." - Carol Burnett
"You can never love people as much as you can miss them."
Likes: reading; singing (both with magic and without); learning more about the surface world
Dislikes: the dark; being restrained in any way; reminders of his past; being hurt;
Other:

(Is he okay?)

(i’ll start!!)

All she could remember was the feeling of being burned alive and the smell of smoke.

Atlas felt people moving around her and whispers being carried in the wind. A groan escaped her lips, and she felt around her, trying to grab onto something familiar. All she could feel was… rock? And scraps of metal. Was that from her pod?

Opening her eyes, she blinked a few times, eyes slowly adjusting to the light. People were crowded around her, strange black little boxes angled at her and pointing fingers. Panicking slightly, she stumbled onto her feet, hands glowing, as she tried to speak, but instead, jumbled words in her own language spilled. Get back, just get back! Eyes flickering wildly around, she formed a bubble around her, pushing the civilians back.

The slight use of her energy sent a wave of nausea through her, and Atlas fell to her knees, gripping her pounding head.

Adrian recieved the alert with the others, and pulled on the mask, taking off running to the scene. He arrived after a few minutes, and saw a girl, a bubble around her to push back civilians.
He started to sing. There weren't any real words in English, but words in another language, pouring out. The civilians stepped away because of the song, eyes glazing over and jaws going slack.
He reached out to the girl, focusing his voice on her. He sang of peace, of not fighting. That he was trying to help. That was what he poured into his voice, knowing the others were now working crowd control and surrounding areas just in case she could resist his song. His Siren's song. Quite literally.

The new arrivals only increased her anxiety about the whole situation. They were dressed in what Atlas perceived as war armor, and she tried to push her shield further, only for it to flicker before finally stabilizing. She brought her hands together, glowing brightly, trying to power up for a pulse, before hearing the most calming voice.

She wasn’t sure he was even speaking words, but either way she couldn’t understand him. But his voice… it calmed her in a way she couldn’t hope to describe. The glow on her hands diminished, until it was almost all gone, and her eyes became half lidded. Peace… so calm… so sleepy…

As if her body heard her, she fell back, unconscious, the bubble around her crashing.

Adrian lunged forward, catching her before her body could hit the ground. He looked up at the others, still singing, and gave a thumbs up. He started heading back to the compound, putting the unconscious girl in the vehicle before starting to drive. He stopped singing, though he hummed as he drove, just in case she woke up. The humming would help keep her calm, though it wasn't as powerful as his voice. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel slightly.

Atlas awoke with a jolt, breathing heavily and hands tightly gripping the seat. Wide eyes flickered around the… what was this vehicle anyways? It didn’t look like the transports back home. Where was she?

Atlas turned to the man driving, remembering him from the crash site. Shrinking into the corner of the seat, she spoke in her language. her voice accusing. “Who are you?”

(by the way, her language has never been heard on Earth before, so Aidan can’t understand her. all the slanted text in quotations mean she’s speaking in her language.)

Adrian sighed softly, glancing back. He stopped humming, and kept driving, eyes flickering to the rearview mirror every now and again to watch her. "I… can't understand you. I'm sorry." He said to her, putting a little bit of power into his words so that even if she didn't understand English, she would understand his meaning. He kept driving. They were nearly there, and then…he wasn't sure what would happen.