ngm_foes: (Demonic Baron Heinrich Zemo)
Foes of Nextgen ([personal profile] ngm_foes) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2015-06-16 07:24 pm

Zemogeist (Open to Avengers)

It had been so long since he had felt the sensation of physical flesh and blood. In fact he had no idea just how long it had been. Time in Mephisto's Hell blurred as one torment seemed to melt into another in an endless cycle of pain and depravity. It came to the point where he could barely remember his own living past. Through all the torment he did remember a few things, his name, that he had been someone of importance, and an undying hatred of Captain America. These facts somehow kept his soul from completely breaking under the pain. It seemed his stubborn refusal to simply be just another broken soul caught Mephisto's attention, and the Hell-Lord had made him a singular offer. In exchange for a new, demonic life upon Earth once more, Zemo had to destroy the Avengers within a years time. If successful, Heinrich would be reborn as a human in the prime of his life. Failure would mean complete annihilation. In the end it was really no choice at all. Heinrich accepted, and using his newfound powers, returned to the Earthly plane. To Zemo's surprise more time had passed than he had imagined, a new group of striplings now made up the Avengers. As much as he desired vengeance on Captain America, he had to fulfill his contract with Mephisto first. That meant that these children had to die. Zemo was no fool and knew arrogance had led to his death and would not underestimate his opponents again.

His transformation into a demon had not just been physical, but also mental. Zemo learned that he now had a much greater affinity for dark magicks. While a man of science in life, Zemo would use any tool he had to to gain what he desired. Converting his body into raw, demonic essence, he moved through the night sky unseen by the humans below until he came to the headquarters of the Avengers. He moved towards it, his essence expanding and bonding with the building, an action completely unnoticeable to those on the street. When finished, all reality within the building was his to manipulate. Time to see just what these modern-day wunderkind could do.
comic_awareness: (Thoughtful)

[personal profile] comic_awareness 2015-06-17 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Bruce sat in a chair in the meeting room, going over a variety of reports. A report from the Fantastic Four, as well as one from Sara, plus files on everything that had been stolen lately...

Doctor Power, from the Future Foundation, had been consulting with Vincent and Mira, and the picture they were starting to paint from the stolen components was not a pretty one. High energy transfer and conversion, dimensional transwarp components...

It was almost as if...

He paused, frowning in thought.
poorgirlsarcee: (want me come get me)

[personal profile] poorgirlsarcee 2015-06-17 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Mira was humming lightly to herself as she ran through a training simulation. The blonde knew the program was built for the actions of her bike in mind, and she had beaten it a few times with the said armor, this time, she was running it without the machine, basically to see how much of it had been machine that actually beat it.

Pressing against the wall she did slip her hand into the jacket pocket to pull out one of her sonic booms. After all a girl's gotta have some sort of weapon right?

DK beeped on her wrist a moment, distracting her from the holographic guard she was trying to sneak up on... The bike's AI also managed to draw it's attention and she threw herself to the ground hoping that it missed seeing her. "Damn your timing DK." She heard the 'footsteps' move closer and threw the small device at the hologram, making it flinch a moment, which was all she needed to dart past it. She needed a little more room to fight than the little hallway she had been given in the simulation.

"DK, track 7 please." At least it had a decent beat, in a real fight she knew she wouldn't be able to have a back beat, but this would help condition her so she wouldn't need it right?

The music started and she slipped into the fighting stance Nicky had taught her, her hands going up, one snapping the orb back to her hand, where she tapped the button on the side, blasting the song through it's speakers.
Edited 2015-06-17 04:27 (UTC)
lil_hulk: (Very interesting)

[personal profile] lil_hulk 2015-06-18 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
Jay was in his room, studying like a fool. College was definitely different than the rez school. He was actually physically attending class for one. His holo-attendence set was now only for when he was big, green and not able to fit through some places.

He hunched over his laptop as he ignored the electronic beeping and booping coming from Boo's crate enclosure. He couldn't for these mandatory and not of his interest classes were done.
poorgirlsarcee: (Default)

[personal profile] poorgirlsarcee 2015-06-18 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, I'm pretty sure these guys were built more to look like AIM idiots... She shrugged it off, the goal was still the same get into the 'base' snag the flag and get out, it was up to her on how many she wanted to take out, and really she knew the basics of what they were trying to tell her. Even if she didn't know anything being said.
comic_awareness: (Confused)

[personal profile] comic_awareness 2015-06-18 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
Bruce looked up from his reading.

"...We have a Arc-Reactor powered generator. How is that possible?"

He set his papers down and got up slowly.
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[personal profile] poorgirlsarcee 2015-06-18 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah that was noticed!

Well after getting grazed it was. She tossed the orb again, this time fully singing, the speakers in the device amplifying her voice enough to at least do some damage as she held her arm a second, moving for cover. "End program!"

No one would change the program to actually hurt her, the dialogue sure, hell probably even change things up by having her fight holographic versions of the others, but she'd be told of that change or the fact weapons weren't going to stay to hand to hand combat.
lil_hulk: (Huh)

[personal profile] lil_hulk 2015-06-18 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Wha...?" Jay wrinkled his nose at his laptop. He thought it had been fully charged. He poked at the keyboard with one finger while his other hand blindly searched for the power cord.
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[personal profile] poorgirlsarcee 2015-06-18 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
And here would be a string of curses that would make a whole ship of sailors blush as she rolled out of the way.

"DK, get anyone outside the room to shut the program down will ya!" Hopefully the AI could do that, if not it could at least talk to the AI's in the mansion to do it right? The little alien tech one should have managed to become compatible to some degree at least.

She spotted the fallen gun and scrambled to her feet, going to snag it as she ran, the Sonic boom hovered in her reach if needed.

She went back to humming, the song picking up speed, this one she wasn't going to sing the lyrics fully, but DK realized what she was doing and started playing it through the speakers, the beat from the drum managing small booms, she kept the device between her and the creature.

"That mug's way too fucking ugly for AIM, must be some HYDRA science lab reject. Would almost feel sorry for you, but really not in the mood to feel sorry." The gun moved up and she gave a short burst in his direction. If this was still a simulation it wouldn't be hard to kill it, after all it was a high tech video game right?

She really hated the idea of first person shooters!
poorgirlsarcee: (not sure about this)

[personal profile] poorgirlsarcee 2015-06-18 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Keeping the gun in hand she ran for where she knew where the door was, opening it would stop the program, at least it had before. If nothing else, she'd be closer if her AI could actually get word out that there was trouble in the training room.

And there were a lot of people in the building with a ton of a lot more physical strength than one little musician with some skill with tech had.

She decided against playing nice with any guards she passed on her way back, just hoping the gun had enough ammo in it, or that she'd be able to snag another.

"DK, remind me next time not to run a sim without my armor again alright? Because ow, getting shot with these hurts." She snatched the floating orb from the air, deciding it may be best to conserve it's battery life as much as possible.
Edited 2015-06-18 03:30 (UTC)
poorgirlsarcee: (gonna get sick)

[personal profile] poorgirlsarcee 2015-06-18 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Doubt you really know who you're dealing with." She managed to get her back to the wall and paled a moment when she saw the thing mutate.

I'm seriously going to chew out the person who programmed Silent hill into the simulations. The thought had her cover her mouth a moment and close her eyes as she lifted the gun to fire. Opening her eyes she pulled the trigger as her other hand went to steady the gun.

"DK any fucking time now!" She hissed to the bracelet on her wrist. "And really," She addressed the voice now. "Stereotypical much? Ya sound like one of the assholes in old war movies." She felt behind her for the panel to open the door. Come on open will ya.
lil_hulk: (Huh)

[personal profile] lil_hulk 2015-06-19 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
He blinked at the screen. "Who put a fuzzy X-Man in my computer?"

It likely wasn't, but that was the more comforting thought at the moment. The Avengers had a lot of villains with heavy German accents. He didn't want any of those in the middle of his schoolwork.

"GAH!" Jack tried to backpedal in his chair. The arm that had been searching for the cord was now wildly flailing to try to rip the cord from his neck. His panic was twofold, one from the attack and the other from trying to not let fear spur on a change of green.
comic_awareness: (Annoyed)

[personal profile] comic_awareness 2015-06-20 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
"What the hell?"

He brought up a hand, willing some of his energy into it to cast a light on the darkened room.
poorgirlsarcee: (gonna get sick)

[personal profile] poorgirlsarcee 2015-06-21 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
She yelped as the door behind her opened, spilling her into the hall, the point of the leg just missing. She scrambled back fully into the hall.

Getting up she moved down the hall, not daring to turn her back on the creature.

"Great so there's really a Nazi asshole taking over the computer. Hasn't this been way over done already. I think I saw the anime." She needed to get to her bike. She'd feel safer with the armor around her.

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