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influenceher Things are going pretty well. Sure, Nate is sometimes super weird around her. To be fair, she's sometimes super weird around him. Things are happening that she's can't explain. Sometimes it's visions of a cat. Other times she looks at Nate and craves sugar of all things.
They are beating those demons, spirits, or whatever is attacking people across the timeline. She and Behrad are steadily getting closer. Safe to say she's kind of nervous when his leader decides to pop back in from wherever she's been. Zari has a good thing going with Ava. (Read: she does what Zari says with few questions if any.) Sara is an unknown factor.
The influencer worries her fingers she thinks of how exactly to start this relationship. In the end, Sara arrives suddenly via a portal anyways so it doesn't matter. She tries to paste on her best smile, taking a few steps forward when her eyes suddenly lose focus. She's no longer looking at some stranger she needs to win over. Nate's face is held between her hands. She feels hot tears on her cheeks and a comforting hand on her arm that somehow she knows belongs to Sara.
It steals her breath away for a moment before it all slips away. "Sorry.... that was..." She shakes her head, plastering that smile back on. "You must be Sara. Aves has been telling me all about you. Hi."
They are beating those demons, spirits, or whatever is attacking people across the timeline. She and Behrad are steadily getting closer. Safe to say she's kind of nervous when his leader decides to pop back in from wherever she's been. Zari has a good thing going with Ava. (Read: she does what Zari says with few questions if any.) Sara is an unknown factor.
The influencer worries her fingers she thinks of how exactly to start this relationship. In the end, Sara arrives suddenly via a portal anyways so it doesn't matter. She tries to paste on her best smile, taking a few steps forward when her eyes suddenly lose focus. She's no longer looking at some stranger she needs to win over. Nate's face is held between her hands. She feels hot tears on her cheeks and a comforting hand on her arm that somehow she knows belongs to Sara.
It steals her breath away for a moment before it all slips away. "Sorry.... that was..." She shakes her head, plastering that smile back on. "You must be Sara. Aves has been telling me all about you. Hi."
hightimes Things spiraled out of control without Sara to ground them. Behrad doesn't say it, of course. He's certainly thinking it. His sister figuring out the truth about Heyworld is pretty much his nightmare or was at least. Behrad can't deny what he walked in on. His sister, the most selfish and vapid person in the world, just faced off a serial killer from Hell with some perfume to protect some teenagers she stumbled across. She apologized for her actually selfish screwup with the perfume. Zari is proving she cares about people outside of herself or her followers. She cares about him. It's a side of her he hasn't seen since Heyworld come to think of it. His very young sister stepped in back then to save Sara from Mirtha. She's stepping in now on the missions she has been allowed on for the sake of strangers.
She's not great at it yet. He sees how hard she is trying to get along with his friends, get to know him, and help people. They're making progress on their relationship for the first time in years. Behrad needs to share the complicated thoughts and feelings this is bringing up with someone who isn't completely in love with a girl he just met.
Behrad calls Sara. He knows she needs some space. She's trying to change for Ava; be more stable. He's not sure how a job in Star City will accomplish that, but okay. He admires it in a way. Right now he needs his best friend to give him some honest perspective. He waits for her to pick up, hoping he isn't interrupting some important meeting. This can wait technically until Sara is back on the ship. Emotionally he needs to talk to Sara while his head is clear. He knows even an hour from now he'll be high as a kite and uncaring about which direction he takes next with Zari. The temptation to be chill guy is just too great. He calls now and prays against all odds she isn't too busy for him the way so many have been before.
She's not great at it yet. He sees how hard she is trying to get along with his friends, get to know him, and help people. They're making progress on their relationship for the first time in years. Behrad needs to share the complicated thoughts and feelings this is bringing up with someone who isn't completely in love with a girl he just met.
Behrad calls Sara. He knows she needs some space. She's trying to change for Ava; be more stable. He's not sure how a job in Star City will accomplish that, but okay. He admires it in a way. Right now he needs his best friend to give him some honest perspective. He waits for her to pick up, hoping he isn't interrupting some important meeting. This can wait technically until Sara is back on the ship. Emotionally he needs to talk to Sara while his head is clear. He knows even an hour from now he'll be high as a kite and uncaring about which direction he takes next with Zari. The temptation to be chill guy is just too great. He calls now and prays against all odds she isn't too busy for him the way so many have been before.
morphogeniaIt's a pretty random request all things considered. Kamala knows why she'd want to watch a future influencer. There are probably some cool tips in there. She's a sucker for a good video. Also bonus points for being Muslim?? She bets she can get a line on products that are halal which is a real #struggle. Sure, she shouldn't abuse her friendship with John to pick up future products, but also why not?? This is mutually beneficial!!! She sweet talks (read: is handed to on the first try) a device from Behrad's time and from there it's easy to pull up Zari's channel. She projects on a television in the Waverider and decides not to think too hard about how that's possible.
She sits with John in her Ms. Marvel gear, notebook in hand, vigorously taking notes on all of Zari's tips. She only stops when the video they're on currently ends. She scrolls through options with a careful eye. "She's seriously a genius at this stuff. I've never seen an influencer in my time on her level. Where do we even go next? Face masks? Oh! She has a winged tip eyeliner video! Let's do that!" She frowns. It doesn't seem like John is listening so she asks in that hopelessly oblivious way that is so Kamala: "Are you distracted by how pretty she is too? Seriously, I'm going to get a complex from watching her."
She sits with John in her Ms. Marvel gear, notebook in hand, vigorously taking notes on all of Zari's tips. She only stops when the video they're on currently ends. She scrolls through options with a careful eye. "She's seriously a genius at this stuff. I've never seen an influencer in my time on her level. Where do we even go next? Face masks? Oh! She has a winged tip eyeliner video! Let's do that!" She frowns. It doesn't seem like John is listening so she asks in that hopelessly oblivious way that is so Kamala: "Are you distracted by how pretty she is too? Seriously, I'm going to get a complex from watching her."
i had a dream i got everything i wanted
Jun. 14th, 2020 09:02 pmblacksky It started off simple. The world was eerily quiet even for a woman who supposedly died twice. She had to find out if her first love was still alive. Elektra had searched and searched until finally confronting a blond who confirmed what she already suspected: Matthew was lost like so many others. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. He didn't even get a proper funeral in the end. Elektra had nowhere to leave orchids for him as he had done for her.
Their meeting had been by chance. Eventually his name went on a monument with countless others. Elektra had done the sensible thing when it happened: get wasted once the crowds started to die down and talk to a ghost. Evidently Castle had the same idea and something was born. Elektra doesn't know what to call it, but it's nice and simple. He makes her dinner while she plays piano. He doesn't stop her from hunting. It does offend her so many bad men live while Matthew does not. Unlike Clint Barton, she doesn't wipe out buildings of nobodies without knowing if they are actually at fault for anything. The truth is most evil is hideously boring. It's schemers at the top exploiting grieving widows and orphans; the ones who create rules designed to casually harm and eventually kill people in the name of money or power. There is an opening for opportunists after half the world turned to dust. Like always hurting people guarantees you get to be the man on top. If those awful people fell out of their pretty offices for failing to do the right thing, well, who will miss them?
He gets her a dog one day between hunts. The poor creature quickly becomes her best friend. She's petting them now as the stress sets in. Suddenly the past few years of healing and working are all for nothing. They're all back including Matthew. That fills her with a dread instead of hope. She should be happy, but time is a funny thing. Elektra discovers she's better off with the world as it was. She looks to Frank as she tries to rationalize their new normal all over again.
"We could run, you know. It's not like he leaves New York." It sounds exactly as bad aloud as it did in her head. Elektra doesn't take a word of it back.
Their meeting had been by chance. Eventually his name went on a monument with countless others. Elektra had done the sensible thing when it happened: get wasted once the crowds started to die down and talk to a ghost. Evidently Castle had the same idea and something was born. Elektra doesn't know what to call it, but it's nice and simple. He makes her dinner while she plays piano. He doesn't stop her from hunting. It does offend her so many bad men live while Matthew does not. Unlike Clint Barton, she doesn't wipe out buildings of nobodies without knowing if they are actually at fault for anything. The truth is most evil is hideously boring. It's schemers at the top exploiting grieving widows and orphans; the ones who create rules designed to casually harm and eventually kill people in the name of money or power. There is an opening for opportunists after half the world turned to dust. Like always hurting people guarantees you get to be the man on top. If those awful people fell out of their pretty offices for failing to do the right thing, well, who will miss them?
He gets her a dog one day between hunts. The poor creature quickly becomes her best friend. She's petting them now as the stress sets in. Suddenly the past few years of healing and working are all for nothing. They're all back including Matthew. That fills her with a dread instead of hope. She should be happy, but time is a funny thing. Elektra discovers she's better off with the world as it was. She looks to Frank as she tries to rationalize their new normal all over again.
"We could run, you know. It's not like he leaves New York." It sounds exactly as bad aloud as it did in her head. Elektra doesn't take a word of it back.
amongfriendsThey agree to help Nebula take out Thanos. It's better than the alternative of letting her go alone. Gamora is scared, of course. She is fairly sure everyone, but Drax is scared. They know there's no backing down from it. As loathe as Gamora is to admit it, eventually he'll come for them. They live in the galaxy and are part of the population he intends to slaughter throughout it.
At least this way they have a shot at winning. The problem turns out to be finding Thanos. After his losses, he doubles down on finding the stones and is in the wind. The only lead they have is a story about a group of Terrans fighting off one of Thanos' invasions years ago with an Asgardian prince. They know Asgardians have at least one stone from the Collector. They suspect the Terrans have more. The challenge really becomes reaching Terra before it's a burning wasteland.
Much to their surprise, Terra is way ahead of them on the plan to fight Thanos despite not even knowing his name and is in one piece. After confirming that they are definitely not space invaders, they find themselves part of a bigger team and with new direction. The Guardians have a lot of information that the Avengers needed. The Avengers know where to find most of the items Thanos is after. It's an early alliance, but promising. They each seem to have something the other team lacks. What more can anyone ask for in a partnership?
Gamora finds herself hopeful for the first time in a long while. She knows Nebula feels the same way even if it's still nice to think they could kill Thanos alone and be done with it. They have a mission tomorrow to collect Thor and get the Asgardians on board with their tentative plans to resist annihilation. Hopefully no wacky adventures involving gladiators complicate things!!
For tonight, Gamora wants to focus on them. There's been so much plotting going on that even Gamora recognizes she needs time to reconnect with Peter before things really get crazy. She journeys out with Groot incognito and comes back an hour later with Denny's. Lots of Denny's.
"I have it on good authority that this is the best meal this city has to offer." Her authority is literally some random guy who was nice to her. He seemed sincere enough. Gamora takes a seat across from Peter and passes his bag over. She watches his reaction like a hawk. It's not often she tries to do anything romantic largely because she didn't have access to peak 80s romance content. Gamora just wants to see Peter happy even if the best she can do is provide a meal and company.
At least this way they have a shot at winning. The problem turns out to be finding Thanos. After his losses, he doubles down on finding the stones and is in the wind. The only lead they have is a story about a group of Terrans fighting off one of Thanos' invasions years ago with an Asgardian prince. They know Asgardians have at least one stone from the Collector. They suspect the Terrans have more. The challenge really becomes reaching Terra before it's a burning wasteland.
Much to their surprise, Terra is way ahead of them on the plan to fight Thanos despite not even knowing his name and is in one piece. After confirming that they are definitely not space invaders, they find themselves part of a bigger team and with new direction. The Guardians have a lot of information that the Avengers needed. The Avengers know where to find most of the items Thanos is after. It's an early alliance, but promising. They each seem to have something the other team lacks. What more can anyone ask for in a partnership?
Gamora finds herself hopeful for the first time in a long while. She knows Nebula feels the same way even if it's still nice to think they could kill Thanos alone and be done with it. They have a mission tomorrow to collect Thor and get the Asgardians on board with their tentative plans to resist annihilation. Hopefully no wacky adventures involving gladiators complicate things!!
For tonight, Gamora wants to focus on them. There's been so much plotting going on that even Gamora recognizes she needs time to reconnect with Peter before things really get crazy. She journeys out with Groot incognito and comes back an hour later with Denny's. Lots of Denny's.
"I have it on good authority that this is the best meal this city has to offer." Her authority is literally some random guy who was nice to her. He seemed sincere enough. Gamora takes a seat across from Peter and passes his bag over. She watches his reaction like a hawk. It's not often she tries to do anything romantic largely because she didn't have access to peak 80s romance content. Gamora just wants to see Peter happy even if the best she can do is provide a meal and company.
morphogeniaShe wanted to fit in. It was so ridiculously dumb. Kamala never needed to before her life went crazy. Sure, she wanted people to like her. It was never a huge priority. She'd been content enough with what she had and the fantasies that swum around that silly head of hers.
Abu died... No, he was killed. People said he had it coming. They called him a traitor; a terrorist. People treated her differently. Not bad or good really. They just kept her at arm's length like she had some kind of disease they didn't want to catch. No new friends or easy acquaintances. It bothered her even when it shouldn't. Anyone who believed her Abu was any of those things wasn't worth her time. It got lonely after a while. She's only human.
Kamala thought maybe, just maybe, if she compromised herself a little things would go back to normal. She'd been just fooling herself. Even after sneaking out to the party, they still treated her different. It was almost like compromising herself gave them permission to say every nasty thing they ever thought of about her way of life under the pretense of being honest. The cheap alcohol helps like that. The jabs about her curfew and diet sting, but their take on how much it must suck to be her father's daughter when she's obviously not like him at all are too much to bear.
Kamala leaves the crowd in disgust with them, but mostly herself. She wanted approval of people who couldn't make it any more clear how much they looked down on her. What was she thinking?
While Kamala goes through that teen angst, she's blissfully unaware her bff Bruno has already called her mother and brother to effectively tattle. What else could he do after losing Kamala at a party she definitely wasn't allowed to be at? Maybe Yusuf wouldn't listen in on a call from the troubled kid they once took in. It might be something with Bruno's family he's in no position to help with. His wife frantically calling other people immediately after raises red flags. He listens in on Muneeba frantically trying to figure out if Kamala is heading to Nakia's since her calls to Kamala aren't going through.
It's worrying but, not a life or death emergency. He doesn't need to send Frank to look for Kamala. She'll go home. He knows his daughter. Things quickly get more complicated. The news breaks in with a special report and Yusuf's heart drops as he listens. Even if they're not saying where this is taking place or even really what's happening, he knows as a parent that something is very wrong. He knows Kamala is involved in whatever they're not saying. Residents reporting a crash, a sudden fog.....
That's when Pete gets the call from Muneeba in a panic. Kamala is missing. Something crashed into the river and released some kind of gas into the neighborhood her daughter is wandering around in. He needs to find her before Aamir stops praying long enough to notice what's going on.
It isn't an easy task. The mist has made it hard to see more than a few feet in front of you. There are drunk teenagers screaming and running through the streets.....and something straight out of a horror flick on the sidewalk. A strange blue pod shaped like an egg is sitting at five feet tall in the middle of the sidewalk. If that isn't disturbing enough, the outline of a person can be seen inside. Even if the features are hard to make out, that bright yellow lightening bolt on Kamala's jacket still sticks out in the sludge.
Abu died... No, he was killed. People said he had it coming. They called him a traitor; a terrorist. People treated her differently. Not bad or good really. They just kept her at arm's length like she had some kind of disease they didn't want to catch. No new friends or easy acquaintances. It bothered her even when it shouldn't. Anyone who believed her Abu was any of those things wasn't worth her time. It got lonely after a while. She's only human.
Kamala thought maybe, just maybe, if she compromised herself a little things would go back to normal. She'd been just fooling herself. Even after sneaking out to the party, they still treated her different. It was almost like compromising herself gave them permission to say every nasty thing they ever thought of about her way of life under the pretense of being honest. The cheap alcohol helps like that. The jabs about her curfew and diet sting, but their take on how much it must suck to be her father's daughter when she's obviously not like him at all are too much to bear.
Kamala leaves the crowd in disgust with them, but mostly herself. She wanted approval of people who couldn't make it any more clear how much they looked down on her. What was she thinking?
While Kamala goes through that teen angst, she's blissfully unaware her bff Bruno has already called her mother and brother to effectively tattle. What else could he do after losing Kamala at a party she definitely wasn't allowed to be at? Maybe Yusuf wouldn't listen in on a call from the troubled kid they once took in. It might be something with Bruno's family he's in no position to help with. His wife frantically calling other people immediately after raises red flags. He listens in on Muneeba frantically trying to figure out if Kamala is heading to Nakia's since her calls to Kamala aren't going through.
It's worrying but, not a life or death emergency. He doesn't need to send Frank to look for Kamala. She'll go home. He knows his daughter. Things quickly get more complicated. The news breaks in with a special report and Yusuf's heart drops as he listens. Even if they're not saying where this is taking place or even really what's happening, he knows as a parent that something is very wrong. He knows Kamala is involved in whatever they're not saying. Residents reporting a crash, a sudden fog.....
That's when Pete gets the call from Muneeba in a panic. Kamala is missing. Something crashed into the river and released some kind of gas into the neighborhood her daughter is wandering around in. He needs to find her before Aamir stops praying long enough to notice what's going on.
It isn't an easy task. The mist has made it hard to see more than a few feet in front of you. There are drunk teenagers screaming and running through the streets.....and something straight out of a horror flick on the sidewalk. A strange blue pod shaped like an egg is sitting at five feet tall in the middle of the sidewalk. If that isn't disturbing enough, the outline of a person can be seen inside. Even if the features are hard to make out, that bright yellow lightening bolt on Kamala's jacket still sticks out in the sludge.
closed | matt & elektra
Mar. 20th, 2020 08:06 pmcomplexitiesShe is a captive that keeps trading hands. It is a humiliation that might crush her under normal circumstances. Elektra has prided herself on her strength. She refused the identity of victim long ago and yet that hasn't saved her. She went from torture by the Skrulls, "humane" treatment from SHIELD, to torture from Osborn's people. She wins in the end, of course. There's a downed helicarrier to attest to that. It's been a month since she returned to Earth. She was tired and beaten following her rescue and the weeks that have passed have done her no favors.
Her left foot and humerus are still broken, her inner ear is cracked, eight ribs are broken. She was shot in the shoulder and cracked a tooth but, she doesn't count those. They were necessary to regain her freedom. A shame her body isn't quite convinced.
Elektra limps her way towards his law office in a stolen hammer jacket, white medical suit, blue tech glove, and a torn piece of red blouse to hold back her hair. She tells herself she needs the pain killers and first aid kit. The hospitals will attract attention she doesn't need.... as if she hasn't passed a dozen little stores or free clinics that would be child's play to break into for supplies. She's never been good at calling out the lies she tells herself. Now isn't the exception.
Her left foot and humerus are still broken, her inner ear is cracked, eight ribs are broken. She was shot in the shoulder and cracked a tooth but, she doesn't count those. They were necessary to regain her freedom. A shame her body isn't quite convinced.
Elektra limps her way towards his law office in a stolen hammer jacket, white medical suit, blue tech glove, and a torn piece of red blouse to hold back her hair. She tells herself she needs the pain killers and first aid kit. The hospitals will attract attention she doesn't need.... as if she hasn't passed a dozen little stores or free clinics that would be child's play to break into for supplies. She's never been good at calling out the lies she tells herself. Now isn't the exception.
plotting post - September
Aug. 30th, 2018 07:27 pmmotheringThis is a general plotting post for DWRP games I am formally in. These currently include: Reverie, Acata, and Sixth Iteration. For sanity's sake, I am not including invite only games at this time.
Reverie: (Tentative plans)
Elektra: Network post with lead on second drive fail.
Kamala: Network post with her scarf lead aka she's going to vlog a scarf tutorial. She'll be using it as an excuse to basically catch up any outsiders or future historians on what is happening in the station. After all her reading she's starting to get why context is so important even for her mundane finds.
Acata:
Steve will be reacting to castmate appearance(s) and dealing with his illness.
6i:
Kamala: fallout from the Siren's Plot. She's the most up in the air! I could use ideas on what to do with her. I am going to reread the plot details and get a better idea about what is happening since I'm a bit confused at this point, but intrigued!
Clark: Introduction to the game! He will be the one getting shot up the fountain. I could use a volunteer to fish him out that won't be involved in the pod business since you can't be two places at once! He will assist with fall harvest regardless of what happens in his intro because he's practical like that.
NOTE: If you comment here, please leave character name you want cr with in the subject line. Makes my life easier.
Reverie: (Tentative plans)
Elektra: Network post with lead on second drive fail.
Kamala: Network post with her scarf lead aka she's going to vlog a scarf tutorial. She'll be using it as an excuse to basically catch up any outsiders or future historians on what is happening in the station. After all her reading she's starting to get why context is so important even for her mundane finds.
Acata:
Steve will be reacting to castmate appearance(s) and dealing with his illness.
6i:
Kamala: fallout from the Siren's Plot. She's the most up in the air! I could use ideas on what to do with her. I am going to reread the plot details and get a better idea about what is happening since I'm a bit confused at this point, but intrigued!
Clark: Introduction to the game! He will be the one getting shot up the fountain. I could use a volunteer to fish him out that won't be involved in the pod business since you can't be two places at once! He will assist with fall harvest regardless of what happens in his intro because he's practical like that.
NOTE: If you comment here, please leave character name you want cr with in the subject line. Makes my life easier.
