As the name indicates...this RPG will revolve around Crossroads and New Beginnings.CrossroadsWe would like to see characters come to a 'crossroads' in their lives where important and life changing decisions have to be made. These events can be very personal...i.e. a relationship beginning, ending or changing, or they can be moral or spiritual. Whatever is decided, they should show 'growth' for your character.New BeginningsThis can be any number of items as well and most likely will relate back to the 'crossroads' in your character(s)' life or lives and/or career. They may be starting a new career as teacher or student at Xavier's School for the Gifted or may have been selected to train for the upcoming X-Men team(s). Their 'new beginning' once again may be as simple as establishing a new relationship or changes in an old one.
The X-Men and all likenesses are the property of Marvel Comics, 20th Century FOX, and ALL the creative minds therein. X-Men Crossroads is a non-profit RPG board. We here participate for the pure enjoyment and satisfaction writing in the X-Men Universe brings.Most of the Bio information is courtersy of Marvel Directory
*That was not it, Gambit. I...* He turned away at that. His gaze happened to fall on the exit of Sabretooth. *I just hope he's not hurt too badly.*
Remy snickered, looking at the teenager. “Don’ be carin’ ‘bout dat, Mon’ami, de cat be a regen, but who be carin’ if he wasn’t. If he be getting’ hol’ o’ dis one ‘ere,” he motioned to Rogue, his eyes narrowing, “he be doin’ t’ings t’ her dat be makin’ me wanna…” his words trailed off, and the mental image now in his mind made him visibly shudder.
"Uh... Ah'd prefer ta stay an' help out, if that's alright... Ah... Ah don't really have anywhere ta go..." she said in a soft voice. "Umm... What should Ah do?" Rogue’s words to Cyclops brought him back to reality, that image still there, but pushed to the background for now.
Reaching over to clasp her chin with two fingers, Remy’s eyes gleamed as he said, “Yo’ be stickin’ wit’ me, Petite, an’ I be protectin’ yo’. I be also tellin’ yo’ wha’ yo’ need t’ be doin’,” red-on-black eyes locked with hers. “Yo’ be a cute one, Cher,” he added, grinning from ear to ear.
Remy Etienne LeBeau, Cajun Thief, and Ladies Man, through and through.
Re: Scarlet Witch, Karina/ Mess Hall/Tags: etc
Karina had stopped her gaze and ears listening in to Rogue thoughtfully. Another. How could was that? She wondered if there were others besides the ones there were there to help.
Scarlet Witch doesn't say anything...yet but her look does. It plainly speaks that such should be dealt with.
She moved in closer to.
"~So, can we go now?~"
She was itching for something, anything to do.
Karina's jaw dropped at that.
Alpha Tiger Lady Just a touch of Force
Posts: 91
(10/19/05 2:15 pm)
Re: Olympia:Injured Release Area/Mana/Tag:Crow/Angel, etc
Force and Magma were with Mana, their gazes on what was going on. It hadn't been all that long since they helped Mana with the wounded--bandaging and such of the wounded.
Force looked over to Mana, having moved over to where she was. Magma remained where she was. Her eyes were bright, wanting a bit of action.
"Um, Mana, when are the others returning?" Force asked softly. She didn't want to insult the other.
Re: Olympia Stern Area/Cyclops/Tag:All ThereRemy’s eyes gleamed as he said, “Yo’ be stickin’ wit’ me, Petite, an’ I be protectin’ yo’. I be also tellin’ yo’ wha’ yo’ need t’ be doin’,”
"No," Cyclops corrected. "You'll be sticking with us and doing as I indicate." There was kindness in his voice, but steel as well. "As will you, Gambit. If you feel you're not up to that, you may join those helping the wounded, where you won't be in the way. Whichever you choose, do it quickly, because we need to move now."
Re: Moving Topside / Tag: Logan and 'Link'
Magneto had just been informed about the destruction of the ship's generators. After a prefuntory thankyou, he raised his left gloved hand to his mouth, briefly touching a control.
"Now" he said, speaking into it.
---
A pudgy tan and white cat strode out from between a pair of cabinets in the vicinity of the mess hall the others had been gathered in and looked up, meowing hopefully. At that moment, however, gun shots could be heard comming from further up the ship and the cat tensed, darting through a doorway.
It streaked through the ruined bulkhead door and screeched to a halt short of Wolverine, not sure if it was detected. Creeping quietly, it changed its mind and ran off in a mad scramble through an adjacent door, delving deeper into the engineering compartment.
More shots could be heard comming from further up in the ship.
At the bow of the boat, near Force, China, and Mana, the shots were much louder, but no sign of a shooter was evident. Passengers and crew, what few were left, stood in stunned amazement for a moment before some, and then everyone began diving for cover.
(Edit: please review my latest post in the plotting thread before responding) Edited by: Paid by the Word at: 10/20/05 7:10 pm
Rogue/ Mess Hall/Tags: allRemy’s eyes gleamed as he said, “Yo’ be stickin’ wit’ me, Petite, an’ I be protectin’ yo’. I be also tellin’ yo’ wha’ yo’ need t’ be doin’.”
Rogue smiled, her eyes sparkling, as she looked at Remy after his lovely reply. Before she could agree or thank him for his offer, the stern man who was obviously their leader interjected.
"No," Cyclops corrected. "You'll be sticking with us and doing as I indicate." There was kindness in his voice, but steel as well. "As will you, Gambit. If you feel you're not up to that, you may join those helping the wounded, where you won't be in the way. Whichever you choose, do it quickly, because we need to move now."
Rogue lowered her eyes as reality kicked her in the butt. His statement meant that she wasn't trusted, or that Mr. Anal Retentive just didn't want anyone to be happy. Either way, she best do what he said, seeing as he's in charge of this mission.
"Sure thang, boss," Rogue replied, not trying to be sarcastic or anything, but because she didn't know his name or anything. "Ah wanna go with y'all..." she said in a small voice.
"I always have a plan, darlin'," Wolverine replied without missin' a beat as he took the steps two at a time. When they hit the next landing he turned the corner and moved down the short access corridor and turned onto the main passageway, heading for another stairwell.
Before he got to the next stairwell his nose picked up some curious scents. The smell of different types of ozone-like odors hung heavy in the air. He recognized them, as his olfactory senses sorted them out individually... Cyclops... Gambit... Chamber.
He slowed to investigate. A battle had gone down here somewhere and he was more than curious to find what the outcome was. As he made it to the junction where the passageway opened into the battle area on one side, he took note of a giant hole that had been blasted into the wall. He approached it and stopped dead in his tracks.
Wolverine's expression changed from a simple concentrated scowl to outright anger as he sniffed openly at the air. Then he turned slightly as Jean came up behind him, glowering eyes seeking out the owner of that scent. Baring his fangs in a feral snarl, he stepped into the kitchen area.
"Get topside, Red," he growled as his eyes scanned the area, not missing a thing. As he started to walk away from her, following the scent across the large room, he added, "I got me a cat to skin."
Re: Olympia:Mess Hall/Sabretooth/Tag:Wolverine/JeanOOC: Creed comes from the Generator Room.
The water had been near to freezing; the cold temperatures severely messing with his internal systems. If it hadn’t been for his regenerative abilities, and the fact he was a strong swimmer, despite the internal tendency to panic when wet, due to his cat-like mutation, Victor Creed had made it back aboard the ship; back to meet up with Mystique to let her know he had been unsuccessful at capturing Rogue.
After one heck of a disapproving stare, his orders had been changed back to his primary mission, and when he picked up on a very familiar scent, eyes now beholding generators completely and utterly destroyed, Creed’s mouth curled into a snarling grin. He ran his claws over the slash marks, his black eyes narrowing.
“So, you are aboard,” he said, his snarl now a low growl, his nose following the scent, winding through hallways back up to where he’d been earlier.
Two scents were picked up ahead, the others, Cyclops, Gambit, Chamber, Scarlet Witch, Rogue, and anyone else who had been there having already moved on, but not too soon before him. Sabretooth flexed sharpened nails previously used to claw his way back up onto the ship; previously healed to their fullest capacity, and all bar ready to do some serious damage to a man he hated with a so much passion, it was scary to behold.
And, if he had anything to say about it, now was going to be the time the two sorted it out, a fight to the death imminent.
Opening his mouth, the growl filled the corridor, rebounding off the walls, and reaching the ears of the one known as Wolverine long before the sound wave actually got there.
“Time to play, runt!”
OOC: Oooooh! *rubs hands together* This is gonna be fun! Wolvie6, I have set up a JP post in Player to Player so we can work on this fight scene together...
Re: Olympia:Corridors/ Gambit/Tags: Cyclops/Rogue/Chamber, eOOC: Slight movement of characters in Mess Hall, just to get things moving.
_________________________________
Rogue was pulled back behind him as the gunshots rang out, Remy following Cyclops and the others, hanging back to keep an eye on their newest acquisition. Red-on-black eyes widening with concern not for him, but the pretty young thing now protected by his form.
They’re movement away from the Mess Hall had been meant with no other problems; no other confrontations, and they weren’t that far away when the growl reached their ears, Gambit’s concern tripling, Bo Staff already in hand, ready to face down the man behind the sound, until he realised he would have to put Rogue in danger again to do it.
“Keep movin’,” he called to Cyclops, “We no’ be wantin’ t’ face wha’ be back dere.”
As much as the Southerner liked a good fight at the best of times, he now just wanted out. This wasn’t exactly what he’d had in mind when he’d taken up Angel’s offer, although, in a way, it didn’t really surprise him in the least.
The presence of Sabretooth just made his surroundings so much more unpleasant, and he really did hope he wasn’t the only one who knew just how bad that mutant could be; mercy not being anywhere near one of his finest qualities.
Heck, Victor Creed didn’t have any fine qualities!
_____________________________________
OOC: Just to clarify, characters with Gambit and Rogue are Cyclops, Chamber, Scarlet Witch, & Karina. If I have missed anyone, sorry. Just post them accordingly.
Re: Rogue/ Mess Hall/Tags: all
As Rogue was moved by Gambit behind him for protection, her eyes grew wide and she began to tremble. "Oh, no! It... It can't be!" she exclaimed. "How could he have gotten back on board?" she asked anyone.
Of course, Rogue figured that Creed had survived his fall into the ocean, but... She hadn't thought that he'd make it back so soon.
"Wha... What are we gonna do?" she asked, not caring who answered.
Karina stared at them all, her mouth still open in shock, her mind frozen. She didn't know what to do as her gaze focused on Gambit and that frozen look could be seen easily in their depths.
However Scarlet Witch frowned.
"Okay, what is going on here?" she called out her hands open and a glow appearing there.
OOC: Sorry for not posting in a while. I've been busy of late.
Alpha Tiger Lady Just a touch of Force
Posts: 92
(10/26/05 10:52 am)
Re: Moving Topside / Tag: Logan and 'Link'
OOC: This is gonna be short. Can't really think of much at the moment
-----------------------------------------------------------
Magma jerked her head up at that sound. She frowned, sort of recognizing things. What the heck could that have been and where?
She looked at Mana, confused.
Force, on hearing it jerked in reaction. A slight forceshield kind of appeared in reaction. She didn't know what that was but she did look at Magma and Mana, fear tinging her mind.
Re: Olympia/Mana/Tags: Force, Magma, AngelOOC: This goes from where the wounded currently are back to a section of the Qlympia containing the Conference Rooms. Slight movement of Force and Magma to get them back into the action.
The noise reached her ears before she got any response from whoever may have been controlling the dolphins down below, thankfully watching Angel retrieve the man and bring him up to place him with the others. She wasn’t overly scared of the sounds, having heard plenty gun shots before, thinking mainly of the hostages’ safety, glancing back at them.
The look of fear on Force’s face brought a look of sympathy in her direction, Mana moving over closer to her and Magma. “We need to get everyone out of here!” she said, loud enough to be heard over the shots. “Angel,” she started, looking at him, “Get ALL the wounded to the transpad, then meet us back amidship. I’m sensing more injured, and there would have had to have been more aboard than this.”
It was Nightcrawler she now called out to, telling him to get them back on the part of the deck that wasn’t currently on fire, Ororo’s storm getting ever closer, Mana’s small smile in its direction depicting the relief the sight of it gave. She’d seen it build up, and known then that Storm was definitely okay.
**
Kurt teleported her first, to make sure the way was clear to bring the two younger female mutants across. With Magma and Force following her, Mana knowing full well at least Amara was keen to see some action, she moved into one of the closest corridors, letting her healing powers lead her, in a sense, to where more injured were holed up; where more people waited to be taken to safety.
The barricaded door was not a welcoming site, the pyrokinetic healer stopping suddenly, motioning to the two girls, (and possibly Angel had he caught up to them by now). “Ah, I’m betting that’s booby trapped too, cos there are people behind that door,” she looked around, “Seems to be some sort of meeting room,” she noted, spotting similar marked doors up and down the hallway.
~Who wants to bet they were thrown in there to keep ‘em out of the way,~ she thought, moving cautiously forward, the sounds of voices crying for help carrying through the thick metal door.
The debris in front of the door wasn’t skilfully hiding any black wire; the area in front of it held nothing out of place, even what could be seen of the door beyond the barricade looked just like any normal door. As the young woman got closer and closer, the motion sensors tracking her movements triggered the concussive force within the middle of the broken furniture and other unrecognisable bits and pieces, sending the shock wave outwards, sending Mana flying back into whoever happened to be in her line of trajectory, and, for now, she was out for the count, while her healing powers kicked in to mend the many shrapnel wounds now present all over her body.
OOC: Write up your responses to the explosion any way you wish, girls, and you don’t have to wait for Mana to wake up to help those beyond the now cleared doorway, either.
Alpha Tiger Lady Just a touch of Force
Posts: 93
(10/26/05 1:11 pm)
Re: Olympia/Force, Magma/Tags: Mana, Angel
At the explosion Magma grinned(sort of an anticipation-evil grin). Her contenance lit at the sight of what happened and her powers kicked in.
Looking around for the source, fire in the palms of her hands, ready to throw, Magma moved forward.
As for Force(no pun intended), she had quickly rushed over to where Mana was, her forceshield moving toward the girl. She wasn't about to let anyone else get hurt.
It wasn't until she saw Magma stepping forward that her eyes widened. Force knew that look in Magma's eyes(when she saw it that is). Magma was up to something.
Force remained near Mana, protecting her with her own forceshield while Magma made her way over to the door(or whatever). She needed to see what was going on and she wasn't about to be blown up, in case there was another explosion.
Holding a couple of palm sized fire balls, Magma stepped forward, waiting and ready for anything that might happen. There was an intent look on her face.
"Hello there? Is anyone there all right?" she called out. Edited by: Alpha Tiger Lady at: 11/4/05 6:44 pm
Re: Olympia: Deck & Below/Crow/ Tags All there
Startled out of her intent on the water below, Crow's gossamer wings buzzed her into the air. Somehow, the situation had jumped from booby traps and injured passengers to an all-out firefight. Shifting to sea gull, she reveled for a second in the binocular vision it allowed. Compound eyes really weren't her thing.
Watching the deck from a safely lofty point, she let out a mental curse. Someone had noticed her meddling. Could be worse. She could have been a telepath.
Folding her wings, she landed on the back of a slightly battered lawn chair. She didn't see any shooters, and apparently no one else did, either. There was something odd going on, even by her standards...
After listening to Mana's brief orders, she hopped off the chair, slowly strutting beneath it--out of view of any others. Crow changed form again, this time to a ferret. The little weasels were large and fast enough to have an easier time navigating the ship, yet small enough to avoid easy detection from either shooters or X-men. Their sight wasn't great, she noted, but smell was more important below deck. And smell...well, that she had.
Slipping to the stairs that had brought her up, the girl slinked downward, grey fur all but camouflaged against the steel hull and smoke. Her journey continued onward, amid the gunshots--where were those shooters?--and she carefully wound through the halls.
A boom from not too far away caught her attention. Well, that sounds promising. Pausing for a moment, she sniffed, before continuing in the direction.
A moment later she had arrived at the scene. Well, the doorway was cleared, but the one observant one of the bunch had just been blown out of the count. A closer look a moment later made her reword the statement. Out of the count for now.
From what she could see into the next room, there were plenty more injured, and some in bad condition. The healer would be able to take care of the life-threatening ones, but the rest were well within Miri's skill. There was the matter of being seen...
Scratch that. They need help.
Shifting back, she carefully left her skin and hair the same grey her fur had been a moment before. It wasn't much of a disguise, but it would have to do. She stepped forward, coming in behind the two girls. "Need a hand?" she asked tiredly, watching them carefully. She really wasn't in the mood for a confrontation, but there was no way for them to know that.
((Wow. It wasn't supposed to be that long. ))
(\ /)
(O.o)
(><)
/_|_\
copy the bunny to your siggy to help him achieve world domination.
Evo/Olympia Stern area/Tags: Anyone?
Evo continued to stomp along, noting only a couple of unusual sights along the way that appeared to be ordinary animals to his eyes. One was a cat, and the other, a ferret. Since they were only animals, and could easily have been brought on my passengers or crew, he continued to walk along his way, still looking for the two mutants they were sent to find.
Olympia: Sternish / Cyclops / Tags All There
Cyclops had his head tilted slightly as they moved, listening to the gunshots as he tried to tell where they were coming from and what sort of weapons were making them. At the sound of the growl from behind the small group, he abandoned that effort and slowed his pace to place himself between the others and it.
“Keep movin’,” [Gambit] called to Cyclops, “We no’ be wantin’ t’ face wha’ be back dere.”
"Fill us in on just what that is as we go," Cyclops answered with a brisk nod, motioning everyone on.
"Wha... What are we gonna do?" [Rogue] asked, not caring who answered.
Cyclops replied while keeping his eyes on their backtrail, "What we came here to do -- defuse this situation." ~Evo,~ he sent over the link, ~we're heading your way, what's your 20?~ A moment later, he translated, ~Sorry -- where are you?~
"Okay, what is going on here?" [Scarlet Witch called out her hands open and a glow appearing there.
Good question, Scott thought. The growl could be the mutant they had just encountered, but the gunfire was another matter. His people weren't packing, nor should the passengers have been. That left terrorists -- who might or might not be separate from the mutant -- and/or whatever special forces troops the fleet dispatched.
"Hopefully," Cyclops said aloud, "something we can leave dealing with till later."
Re: Olympia: Sternish / Cyclops / Tags All There
Storm tore her eyes from the darkening sky and cast a worried glance towards the boat, "That was not thunder...."
~What on earth? Is everyone alright? Was that gun shots I heard?~ she thought to any with an open link.
She sighed as she waited on an answer, "Humans and their guns..."
Water & Olympia Deck / Gyrich / Tags: Open
"They're prototypes," Gyrich said, concluding his rushed briefing, "so you know the drill." The hard-eyed men in the boat around him nodded. The engineers who came up with nifty gadgets like the alleged 'nullifiers' the team wore didn't have their lived depending on them. Ducking might be low-tech, but it was much more reliable ... as could the 9s they were packing.
A glance toward the Olympia told him the ruse, crude and last-minute as it had been, had worked to get them close enough to the ship. "Right. Let's roll."
At his words, the 'camera crew' disappeared. Moreno -- shorter, but even more heavily muscled than Gyrich himself -- pulled away the cover disguising the ranged nullifier as the others shucked coats and jackets, freeing up the SHIELD-issue jet packs beneath. Black balaclavas were drawn down, hiding the faces of the covert operators. An instant later, they were in the air, Gyrich and his small command team in the lead, the trio manning the ranged nullifier directly behind, and a pair of four-man fire teams splitting off to cover their flanks.
They touched down almost simultaneously, fire teams going weapons free to provide cover while the other men stripped off the jet packs and activated the tamper-proof triggers planted within. Seconds later, they switched off, the fire teams doing the same under the shield of their comrades' weapons.
Moving in silence that made their disciplined precision even more eerie, the masked commandos moved in, ears pricked at the sound of gunfire.
OOC: In addition to the two four-man fire teams, the ranged nullifier, which looks like a portable missile launcher, has a three-man team and Gyrich has two with him. They've landed wherever works for plot purposes and will be making their way toward the stern. Andreas and Felicia are their objective -- they'll help injured or engage opponents only to the extent that it doesn't interfere with that, so encounters with them should be conveniently brief. Note: They're all highly-trained and experienced special forces veterans, so they're neither stupid nor easily deterred.
Re: Evo/Olympia Stern area/Tags: Anyone?
Gyrich: if you want to say that the incendiary devices are tamper triggers, i.e. still recoverable so long as no one messes with them, that is fine. SHIELD likes people who return gear :-)
Gyrich's team may land anywhere on the ship. However, the bow is the least obstructed. A landing amidships will result in a minor recoverable failure (twisted knees, dropped equipment, etc), while a landing directly on the stern, wrapped in smoke as it is, will result in an unrecoverable failure with material effect on the team (injuries, damaged equipment, etc). Each post you make will allow you to move one zone (bow to midships to stern).
Because Gyrich's team is so well tactically trained, they control the initiative on encounters: i.e., they can choose to force or evade an encounter as they choose, unless the encounter is a higher level mutant (Storm, Mystique, Sabretooth, Magneto, maybe others) or has powers which specifically allow them to control their tactical environment. A mutant may also declare they are hiding and not moving, allowing them to evade contact unless Gyrich declares a specific search.
Also note that anyone who forces an encounter but does not post within 3 days, loses the initiative (a distraction, outside event, etc allows the other party to evade or turn the tables).
I don't want to state what the effects of the nullifiers will be: I will leave that up to Gyrich to announce their effect when they are used. Senior members of the Xavier staff will know they exist but not what they are capable of, but they will be aware they are experimental. However, I do want any mutant who makes an attack on any of Gyrich's team to announce the intended effect of their attack, but leave it up to Gyrich to state the actual effect of the attack. Note that even though nullifiers will affect powers, they will not affect what happens when the power is used in a way which does not directly interact with the nullifier - i.e., laws of gravity and motion and thermodynamics and chemical interactions are NOT nullified! Boom is still boom.
Background: Many, many years ago, Charles Francis Xavier established Xavier's School for the Gifted. Also, seeing other Mutants misusing and abusing their powers, he created the first generation of the X-Men.This original team was trained and lead by an old friend of his...Logan, aka Wolverine. Logan's co-leader was a young woman and student named Ororo Munroe, aka Storm. Once the team was trained and fielded on active missions, they took on the additional responsibility of teaching and helping new Mutants deal with their powers.On one horrible night, the X-Men were fielded to stop a particularly powerful Mutant and his 'gang'. The 'intelligence' received on this Mutant and his cohorts was sketchy and actually turned out to be a set-up to entrap the X-Men and take them captive. In the ensuing melee', 'things' happened and a number of the team were killed outright or severely injured.After making sure his remaining team-mates were going to be okay, Logan left. Xavier has not, to current time, explained his absence or even whether or not he survived.Current Time/Game Time: Almost seven years later, as Human/Mutant incidents are on the rise, Xavier once again sees a need for a Mutant 'police force'. He sees this new X-Men team as a force for good and a way to help peacefully integrate the rapidly emerging Mutant society with the established Human society. To this end, he has contacted Logan and asked him to 'come home' and train his 'new' team.
Logan has reluctantly agreed.Can shadows from their past be put aside for the good of the new X-Men? How will the surviving members of the original team react and what will they do as 'truths' are learned about that disastrous night?Note: We want the new X-Men to include younger versions of the old familiar characters such as Scott, Jean, Beast etc...as well as many of the OCC’s and other Canon characters that are available.Please ask the Staff BEFORE stating or establishing that your character was one of the old, now disbanded, original X-Men.
))
Email This To a Friend
Click to receive email notification of replies
Click to stop receiving email notification of replies