| What the-?!; New X-Men: Savage; Volume IV | |
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| LoganActor | Nov 6 2011, 05:27 PM Post #1 |
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E.C.H.O. Alpha Team Jet Landing in The Savage Land 1500 hours Liam adjusted his uniform top, the unstable molecules of the sleeveless technovest (who’d come up with that stupid name, anyway?) hugging his skin tightly. They’d found back in the day, after his first few weeks of service with E.C.H.O., that his powers had a tendency to unravel fabric, and so someone had designed a vest that covered him from chin to waist, while leaving his arms bare. It’d undergone several aesthetic changes over the years, to fit with E.C.H.O.’s uniform regulations, but for all intents and purposes, it was the same pale gray vest with the American Flag and E.C.H.O. globe on his chest that he’d been wearing for years. “Come now, Liam. Leave it be.” chided Monique, running a gentle hand through his hair as the jet swung in for a landing next to the Avengers’ newest Quinjet. “George will think you look as pretty as ever.” Joe was glad for his thick beard, as it hid the blush creeping up on his cheeks as she took a seat in his lap, the jet’s inertial dampening system enabling them to move about the cabin without too much trouble. “I’m just nervous, Sweetheart.” he said, softly, as Bradley brought the jet in for a gentle landing. “Alright, people. This is it. Let’s all be professional out here.” Cat called from her seat as she stood up, Maverick right behind her. Liam couldn’t help but notice her giving Daken a pointed glance as she passed. Liam suppressed a smile as the cargo ramp lowered into place at the rear of the jet. E.C.H.O.’s Alpha Team. There had been lots of advances in the last decade, as far as the organization of E.C.H.O. went. Originally, Cat’s team of five had been the model, and the only team in existence, but as the European Union’s influence had grown, they needed more operatives in the field, and so there were multiple European Crisis and Hazard Operations teams formed. Alpha teams were the ones around the longest, obviously, but they’d gone all the way down to the Oscar Team. The Hotel and Echo Teams got a bunch of crap, obviously. As Liam followed the rest of the team out of the jet, he heard a voice that was like an echo from another life calling out to him. “Bonjour, Mes Amis. Welcome to Paradise...or something like it.” He stepped into the sunlight, and found himself staring at a group so strange he couldn’t have dreamt them up. A decent portion of the Avengers (at least, one of the teams of Avengers. Didn’t any metahuman groups stick to a single teams anymore?), Logan, and by God, George Gargan stood in the clearing. A camp had been set up near the Quinjet, with those fancy quick pop up tents that the US government was so fond of these days, and a campfire had been burned the previous evening, judging by the completely tamped down embers in the blackened pit in the middle of camp. Captain America, Eli Bradley in his latest incarnation as a costumed adventurer, stood, as did Iron Man, Tony Stark’s son, Tony Jr. A Spiderman that Liam hadn’t had the pleasure of meeting yet lay relaxed in a hammock made of webbing, and the original Spiderman’s daughter, May “Mayday” parker sat on a low tree branch. Luke Cage (known by reputation only) stood aside, talking to Logan, though all conversation had stopped as E.C.H.O. walked into the camp. Gargan separated himself from the group, and moved forward. Liam did the same, and they came to a stop between the groups. For a long moment, they stood there silently staring at each other. “You look good, Georgie.” Liam said. “A beard, mon ami? Really? You look like an old hippie.” George replied, reaching up to tug on Liam’s chin whiskers, graying as they were. Liam chuckled and reached forward to embrace his best friend. “Where the fuck have you been for the last ten years, Georgie?” “That’s an excellent question, Mon Ami.” George said as they pulled apart. “So much for professional.” muttered Daken. Logan snorted. “Shut up, Junior.” he said, in nearly an identical voice. “You two are freakin’ me out and ruining this perfect bro moment, thank you very much.” Liam said, shooting a glance at the other two. They both snorted, identically, and Daken moved off to lean against Bradley, using the taller man as a leaning post. Logan walked forward and grasped Maverick’s armored hand, shaking it hard. “Mav.” he said. “Logan.” the armored man said. Logan turned and laid a peck on Cat’s cheek. “Cat.” “It’s good to see you, Logan. I see you’re still hanging out with any superhuman group that will have you.” Logan smiled as he shrugged. “People can’t get enough o’ me.” ********** THEN ********** Logan flexed his wrists and slipped his bonds, though he stayed still against the post. Gahck was chanting something at his lighter, something he resented. It was his lighter, and he didn’t take too kindly to someone chanting stuff at it. If anybody was going to chant things at Logan’s lighter, it was Logan. And why would he chant at his lighter? He wouldn’t. Logan let his bonds fall to the ground, and crept silently forward, intending on bounding past Gahck, whose back was turned, grabbing his lighter, and making good his escape. He was dully aware in the back of his mind of the lack of other people, but he figured he’d take his good fortune where he found it. With a derisive “Heh.”, he snatched up the lighter, and darted towards the woodline. That’s when the staff knocked him to the ground. It snatched his ankle, tripping him up, and then smashed across his face. Pain bloomed behind his eyes, but he was used to pain. He growled, rolling back to his feet, bringing with him a fallen branch. He slid the lighter back into his pocket and adjusted his grip on the makeshift club. Gahck stood very still for a long moment, staff at the ready, before slowly reaching for the knife in the leather scabbard attached to the belt. Logan was about to make a comment about Ghack’s knife being outnumbered by his own claws, but a hissing noise came from behind him. Logan turned slowly, and found himself face to face with a rather large dinosaur. Well, large for his purposes. The only dinosaurs he’d ever seen in real life had been toys. This one stood eye to eye with him, nostrils flaring as it sniffed at him, grunting. It was bipedal, with a rocky domed skull. Somebody more educated might have called it a Pachycephalosaurus, but Logan’s surprised brain only came up with “Chuck-o-saurus”. Logan brought up the club quickly on the left, and the dinosaur, turned towards it. Logan brought up his other hand, his claws popping forth and slamming home into the dinosaur’s chin. They slid up into its head, and into it’s brain, but wouldn’t slice through that skull dome, and so Logan was left with a kicking, screaming reptile larger than he was, hanging off of the end of his arm, as they both bled profusely. The creature leapt into the air, driving it’s skull against Logan’s, knocking him back, and sending him sprawling on the ground. As he fell to the ground, blackness engulfing everything, he couldn’t help but wonder why he’d been stupid enough to pop his claws when he knew his healing factor wouldn’t work. ********** “So, Doctor McCoy, tell me about yourself, mon ami. Why are you here?” the young Cajun man leaned forward intently, his red-on-black eyes sparkling in the sunlight. “Remy, give it a rest, sugar. The poor doc’s been through a lot today.” said the woman in green, her Mississippi accent thick as the humidity in the rainforest. Hank gave her a smile as he sat on the wooden crate outside the entrance to Magneto’s base. “Thank you, Miss....?” “Rogue. Ya can call me Rogue.” she said, maybe a little defensively. “Thank you, Rogue, but your intercession was unneeded. To answer your question, my Cajun compatriot, the X-Men came at the summons of your leader. To save Charles Xavier is our mission, and Magneto suggested that he had a way to make that happen.” Hank said. “Hm.” said the young man, putting on an overly suspicious face. “Ya really came halfway around the world ta save him? That’s pretty selfless.” Rogue said, with an actual suspicious face on. “Seems ta me that people ain’t that selfless. No way, no how.” Hank just shrugged as the doors to the base opened slowly. Magneto emerged, flanked by the rest of his group, “the Brotherhood”, as Hank had learned. “Doctor, it seems that your fellow X-Men have scattered themselves over this land, and we must go collect them.” the older man said. “Are they alright?” Hank asked, getting nervously to his feet. Magneto rolled his eyes. “Must I do everything for you children?” Edited by LoganActor, Jan 29 2012, 10:32 AM.
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| LoganActor | Nov 6 2011, 05:39 PM Post #2 |
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Okay, so this is the first half. There's more coming. I'll edit it once I've gotten it written, but for today, I'm done. Here are my notes on what I've got so far, and where I'm going (I think): Brotherhood- Blob, Toad, Pyro, Avalanche, Mysique, Rogue, Gambit, Psylocke (Probably bringing Rogue and Remy back with us, maybe leaving some team members therem like Bishop and Bobby) Past Team- George, Pete, Bishop, Hank, Logan, Scott (lost), Bobby (also lost, maybe with Scott) Future E.C.H.O.- Cat, Maverick, Bradley, Liam, Monique, Daken Future Pete-Now an organic farmer in the suburbs of Chicago, living with schoolteacher Kitty Future Avengers-Spidey (Unknown), Cap (Eli Bradley), Stark(Tony Jr.), Spider woman(Mayday Parker), Luke Cage Abby is pregnant (present/past) and will be a single mom of Little Liam in the future. When George vanished it absolutely destroyed her. She never dated or got married. Her fears of the future were reversed, so instead of George losing her and Little Liam, she's lost him. Logan’s now 210 years old, and Daken is pushing 95 Liam and Monique-Married, no kids Cat and Maverick-An unrepentant couple (finally) Flashman-the New Race? Anthony left his “data ports” that Sinister grafted into him when he was a Horseman, and stopped fighting the data, choosing to embrace it, becoming one with it, more of a “back at base” role on the team now. Bradley’s a military man through and through, with lightning bolt tattoos on his wrist. Costume is ice blue with silver lightning streaks on it. He gets along with Daken, maybe a relationship there. Daken-Douchey son of Logan, Liam doesn't like him that much. He’s tolerated for Logan’s sake, but if he ever threatens the “Pack”, Cat’ll take him out. Was orphaned by Bucky (as Winter Soldier), could be interesting things between him and the new Cap. His under-claws were cut out by Logan and the Muramasa blade back in the day. He's finally stopped shaving his hair into “that stupid mohawk” (Logan's words), and let it grow out. He looks more like his father than ever, which freaks Liam right the hell out. Pete with Nereel, who snags his Vcard. He was hoping for love, for romance (being the big softie that he is), but it’s just not the perfect moment he was hoping for. It’s good, great even, but not perfect. Nereel will help him track down his friends. |
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| Gorvar | Nov 6 2011, 07:24 PM Post #3 |
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Very good... Cyclops, Iceman and Bishop, what happend to them? I'm thinking Ka-zar? Maybe a war that brigns every storyline together with George traveling back in time to join in the funal battle. Sauron maybe? Also for George and Liam.... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lL4L4Uv5rf0 Edited by Gorvar, Nov 6 2011, 07:28 PM.
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| LoganActor | Nov 7 2011, 12:15 AM Post #4 |
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*falls over laughing* Oh, G-man. You get me so perfectly it's scary. |
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| Cat | Nov 7 2011, 01:21 AM Post #5 |
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Notes sound roughly what I had in mind. Looking forward to the next bit, but this is brilliant. |
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| LoganActor | Nov 8 2011, 06:00 PM Post #6 |
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I'd be putting up a reply for yall today, but I spent the last two days installing wood flooring, and I can't feel my fingers. Dang... |
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| LoganActor | Nov 9 2011, 06:49 PM Post #7 |
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Well, there goes my plans for this weekend. I just got selected for the Star Wars: The Old Republic testing this weekend. Plus, Skyrim comes out Friday, plus I've got work both days. I suppose I'll be writing at work.... |
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| Gorvar | Nov 11 2011, 02:34 PM Post #8 |
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Star Wars? You got into the Beta?! You lucky son of .....GHAAARGH! GHAAAAAARGH! |
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| LoganActor | Nov 11 2011, 03:20 PM Post #9 |
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I know. I saw the e-mail in my inbox and was like "No way, it's releasing in a little over a month. No way I got in this close to the release date.", but sure enough. I get to play from 17:00 tonight to 23:59:59 Sunday night. I'll be sure to post a full review. |
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| LoganActor | Nov 12 2011, 09:28 AM Post #10 |
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Didn't get into the Beta last night. Spent all night downloading the latest patch. *rolls eyes* Maybe tonight. But I did spend all night playing Skyrim. MAGICAL!!! |
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