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PrologueJanuary 1, 1943
Journal entry: # 6935
Time: 0300 UST, 3:00 a.m. EST
The new year brings no signs to the end of the war. There has been little change since the US officially entered the war. Although the Invaders, the unit under my command, have been in and out of the European and Asian continents since the war began. It's been difficult, balancing my responsibilities to President Roosevelt and the US Army. Things are beginning to come full circle. HYDRA activity is on the rise. They're powerful, but so are we. Hitler's grasp on the European continent is iron clad. I fear the Allies may become cornered. It is imperative that we liberate the people in concentration camps. That these vile institutions are obliterated. I pray to god some relief arrives soon or the Allies may be overwhelmed. My men, my friends, are exhausted. Our food supplies run thin, as has our patience. We are enduring, but the road grows more difficult everyday. This is an uphill battle, one I fear we
Avengers OC- Anamar RogersOC Profile
Full Name: Anamar Rogers
Hero Name: Nightrider
Meaning of name: Leopard
Nickname(s): Ana (Cap only), fire rose (Thor), dirty scoundrel (Hawkeye)
Date of Birth: February 22, 1919
Place of Birth: New York City, New York
Race/Species: Human/ goddess/ wolf
Languages spoken: English, French, German, Russian, Japanese, others
Native language: English
Orientation/Sexual Preference: Male
Chinese Zodiac: Goat
Residence: Avenger's Mansion, New York City, New York
Occupation: co-CEO of Stark Industries, Avenger
Education: Technology Sciences, Biological Sciences, Chemical Sciences
Blood type: AB+
Mental state: Normal
Mental disorder: None
Mental stability: Normal
Medical problems: Right lung cut (long-term but temporary)
Emotional stability: Normal
Notable Information: Super-soldier
In the Name of Sanity pg 3(Doyle)
Drew and I decide to divide and conquer. I head to the police station to see where they have Anamar in the booking process. As soon as I walk in to the precinct, I wink at Anamar. She jumps up, hugs me, and says, "Dad! You came to get me." I look at Van Rook with a look that says 'don't say a word and we'll get you out of this too'. Van Rook just nods.
I say, "Hey; how's my little girl?"
She replies, "Glad to see you, dad."
I say to the officer, "Hey sorry about the mishap. That's my half-brother; he's an alcoholic and acts like random people. He decided to go and be Leonidas Van Rook today. Trust me, he couldn't hurt anyone. My poor little girl gets dragged into his weird schemes. He really needs to be to be put in a mental hospital, but you don't do that to family, no matter how insane they are."
The officer says, "Fingerprint matched your brother to Van Rook."
I reply, "Did I mention he worked with the FBI, in his youth? He's elaborate and drives me utterly nuts."
In the Name of Sanity pg 2(Leonidas Van Rook, headquarters)
Exhausted from the excitement and tension of the mission, Anamar had curled up on the couch under a blanket and fallen asleep with me next to her. She didn't even bother to take her mask or uniform off. She just fell asleep. I feel really bad for her, especially after hearing what her father had to say to what she did. Both her uncle and she bring out a side of me that I don't know. I decide to relax and sit on the couch and watch Anamar to make sure she will be fine.
(Doc Saturday, Saturday Headquarters, the next day)
I can't believe I have to add Anamar to the list of Argost's associates. I slowly input the data, unable to take my eyes off the screen as I do it.
Date of birth: February 22nd, 1995
Languages spoken: English, French, Spanish, Arabic, Japanese, others
In the Name of Sanity pg 1(Leonidas Van Rook, four hours later, headquarters)
I ask, "So if you don't mind my asking what exactly happened?"
Anamar replies, "I don't know something in me flipped out and attacked everyone in the room at the time. Dad saw me fighting myself and did nothing to help, and then he got mad at me for accidentally knocking Zak unconscious. I didn't even mean for the bookshelf to fall, I tried to stop it but something in me pulled it down on my mother and Zak. I leapt forward and tried to help them but he wouldn't let me. I felt terrible as I walked to my room, packed, and left. Doyle tried to convince me to stay but it was of no use my father wanted nothing to do with me so I just left."
I reply to my new apprentice, "I once fell into a very similar situation hah, yeah it wasn't supernatural origin but it was similar. I attacked my mother because I didn't have control over myself and my father kicked me out. That's how I got to where I am today. I learned to fend
Stepping Forward Page 7(Argost)
I sit pondering on the subject of why all of my attempts against those pesky Saturdays have failed. Was I not approaching the subject using the correct tactics? Was my faith in Leonidas Van Rook, as a mercenary, misplaced? Even my most recent attempt had failed because of the stupid traitor Doyle Blackwell. Why was such a tiny, pathetic human girl so stubborn and so resilient? It caused me to bang my fists on my desk, something I never do, when I found out Munya had come up empty-handed when I sent him with specific instructions and all of the strategy planned out just because of that moronic brother of Audrey Saturday's, aka Drew Saturday. If she learns of the survival of her psychokinetic cult plans will have to be revised, because she is fundamental to the survival of the cult. Without her, I can destroy the last of the organized psychokinetics. She'll be considerably alone and being the last one she knows of she will submit to my rule to control her mind which
Dr. Dmitry SiltvanaOC PROFILE:
Full Name: Dmitry Siltvana
Meaning of name: HE'S RUSSIAN... THAT'S WHY THAT'S HIS NAME
Nickname(s): Dmit, D, Silt (all Doc)
Date of Birth: January 7th, 1974
Place of Birth: Siltvana home, Soviet Russia
Languages spoken: Russian, English, French, German, Romanian
Native language: Russian
Orientation/Sexual Preference: Female
Chinese Zodiac: Tiger
Religion: Doesn't know due to Soviet rule
Residence: Moscow, Russia
Occupation: Telekintic/ psyhokinetic scientist
Education: ancient scripture, taught himself
Blood type: O+
Mental state: Normal
Mental disorder: none prominent
Mental stability: good
Medical problems: bad left knee
Emotional stability: easily excited
Notable Information: none
Phobia(s): Kur's wrath & the return of the USSR (Soviet Union)
Weight: 165 lbs
Hair color: light brown
Hairstyle: short, neatly coiffed
Eye color: light gree
Stepping Forward Page 6I lay Anamar's snow clothes on the ground, and sit with her on my lap. Once I see that she's comfortably situated, I pull my knees up so that I can protect her from the ice cold wind. I gently situate her head against my chest with my arm under her neck for support and warmth. Keeping her warm is my main concern. Even though my arms are numb, I continue to protect Anamar from the harsh conditions. What water was on my arms has practically frozen, and I remind myself over and over again to keep Anamar safe at all costs. Poor Anamar looks distant and pale but she's still definitely with me. I say, "I'm sorry Anamar this was all my fault."
At that moment, I hear the airship overhead. Doc hastily walks out and I stand up and he takes Anamar from me. I really don't notice Drew until she throws a blanket at me. I think about wrapping it around myself but then I walk over to Anamar with it and gently drape it over her. Doc nods at me acknowledging the sacrifice, and I feel a strong but
Stepping Forward Page 5(Anamar, an hour later)
Francis and I walk into the bridge of the airship to inform my parents of the new relationship, hand in hand. Mom's cleaning her fire sword and dad is fidgeting with a Cortex Disruptor. This is not the most preferable way to see my parents and discuss a new relationship with them. A little nervous, I say shyly, "Hey mom, dad?"
The say in unison, "Yeah."
I ask, "How would you feel if I had a boyfriend? He's someone you know and dad said was a good kid."
Mom answers, "Well I'd say good for you, finding love. If your father approves than so do I. If your father doesn't let me talk to him and assess him. Now, do you really or is this hypothetical?"
Dad says, "Are you serious? Couldn't you have given me a couple more years? I still want to talk to this boy if this is true."
I reply, "Yeah, this is legitimate. Uhh yeah, Francis is my boyfriend. I'll leave you guys to talk to him but first I must know; you're not going to kill him right?"
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You yelped and spun around to your left to see who had spoken to you. Standing a little ways into your room and the hall way, was a robotic fox. The fox was tall, taller than you if you were to stand up instead of sitting down. He had red fur, and yellow eyes, his left eye covered by the patch there, and his left paw was a hook.
“I didn’t think you’d be caught this fast,” he chuckled lightly.
“Shit!” you cursed, and moved your chair back a bit, away from him. “Y-you’re not going to kill me, are you?”
“It is the rules,” the fox replied to you. “You’re not in consume, and that’s against the rules.”
“B-but I’m not!” you protested. “I’m a human, honest!”
He chuckled once again at that, never taking his glowing yellow orbs off you. You gulped and went to move your chair back once again, trying to get away. Glancing around, you looked for something that you
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Ray: Deadpool, the Merc with a Mouth…
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Ray: Because each of the TF2 mercs brings a crapton of customizable weapons and gear, we will be using some standard gear and weapons/gadgets that are unique only to them.
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I reply, "I don't know Heinrich; you tell me."
He says his German accent heavily obvious, "You are here because of your own ignorance, your own arrogance. You thought you could take me alone because you are Steven's, or should I say Captain America's, daughter. Yes, Little Miss America… America's most loved daughter. Their most loyal daughter as the news reels put it eh? Yes, I wonder if Roosevelt will tell the world that you have gone missing. Do you think Roosevelt would kneel if I threatened to hand over his favorite political plaything?" I wince at being called Little Miss America for I resent the name.
I reply, "You know he wouldn't because I'm a soldier, serving my country everyday and ready to die for it any day."
He replies, "Are you not his personal plaything now too? Hmm
Of Snake Charmers and TreesThere are mathematicians
that calculate the gravitational
pull that tethers us to one another,
teasing sense out of the fabric
of Time and Space like
wizened snake charmers.
I thought them so horribly
unromantic, searching for
logic amidst wildflowers--
reasoning being reason enough
to put one foot in front
of the other each day.
True beauty lay printed
on petals and pages,
where I delved for pearls;
the patterns in the pathos
intriguing me into each
rising of the sun.
I do not remember when
it occurred to me that
without fractals there would
be no trees, nor without love
would people have any reason
to calculate the distances that
separate them from their muses.
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