★—OF COURSE Ilana would have been the one to remember — and in Tony’s absence, be the one to come prepared. It was as if she knew him, better than he knew himself, in particular; his weakness for cookies. His mother always used to say ‘An Apple A Day’ but his eyes would be on the cookies, since they were a rather rare treat at the time, and his sweet tooth was something that he couldn’t fight no matter how strong willed he was famed for being.
❛ Did you MAKE this yourself? Now– Don’t tell Tony this, but it seems like someone else in the family got the baking gene. ❜
He held the cake closer, amazed by the sparklers that glittered all different colours; the display being small, yet not any less awe-striking. The fact that anyone would pull out the stops for him was something that he would always hold close to his heart.
❛ You’ve gotta help me finish this now, before Bruce gets back and feels peckish. Thank you, Kiddo, this whole thing means a lot to me… . ❜
★—
Steve’s expression was entirely deadpan, and at that moment he really did have a flashback to the first time that he’d visited Tony’s lab with similar music blaring. Suffice to say, it wasn’t his genre. Lips pursed to one side as he tried to endure it momentarily, but the hard beat of the drums was giving him a headache.
❛
Hate to ruin your fun, kiddo, but y’mind changin’ the tune? You got something a little calmer? S’gonna be a long trip…
❜
He was GENUINE in that he didn’t want to ruin her fun, especially since this was the most he’d seen her emote in a while. But there was only so long her could tolerate that type of music for.
DESPITE what he had said, there was a reason — actually, several. But it was first and foremost GRATITUDE. GRATITUDE that he was there with her, that she was still alive - that he was able to spend this time with her.
❛ I ain’t been around as much as I want to, and I know Tony hasn’t either. So I thought I’d treat you to a day out, no villains,no badguys or secret missions. Just me and you, what do you say? ❜
★—ARMS wrapped tightly around him – glancing over his shoulder trying to figure out where this voice was coming from of course, it was UNMISTAKABLE who it could’ve been — Lana was trying her best to carry him, but his feet weren’t moving —- after one or two confused blinks he laughed, turning around and hoisting her into his arms to give her a hug instead.
❛You’re going to need to do more training with me and your father. Or try next time with your suit — but thank you, kiddo. That ‘coolest’ thing better not be another Ice joke, if it is, I’m comin’ after your father for it. ❜
❝ I can get control of’em. Should be able to withstand the heat down there— but for how long is the question. ❞ Glowing eyes analysed the behavior the insects acted on. Crawling and festering—whether they were mystical by nature or some breed of space bugs they seemed to act in the same manor as well— a bug. The idea of tossing an explosive down in there may have been a quick thought but the risks counted too high, tremors could impact the city, if they weren’t careful who knew what could happen with the heat from the earths core. If these bugs were still bugs then— ❝ I’ve got an idea, I’m not sure it’ll work but if it does it’ll give us time to reconnect with the others.—–I don’t know about you but, I can’t tell what makes me more nervous, Pops with Carol, Pops with Robbie, or Robbie with Strange. —Things aren’t exactly acting as a Dream Team. ❞
★— EXPLOSIVES would be his last call to action – considering how much it would compromise the ground below– which already seemed to have weak, cracking foundation. The buildings would collapse – and MORE destruction would be on the horizon.
Now that was something he didn’t particularly WANT to address —- the heaviness in his heart became far more prevalent, and he groaned at the thought of Tony and Carol together. He had HOPE that their relationship would remain stable, but something told him, considering how FRESH this incident was —-it was would be scary. Robbie and Strange — would be a strange combination, but he could see how that could go wrong, with his tethers to Stephen being very loose.
❛The drones sound like a good idea for now, get them to scout the city. And —- well, I’m hopin’ that they all come out in one piece. The thing about teams is OVERCOMING the difficulties and surpassing all of them to fight effectively, and I’m hoping they can put grudges aside.❜
She had to have gone on for a solid minute in a tangent of mindless rambling, midst turning giant bugs into piles of well— crunchy goop. Would it have been inappropriate to jukebox some bug crushing music? Not this time.❝ One second there cap! ❞ —Snapping back to, at the spread of the creatures in the streets the girl acted fast. darting to cut off the swarm with an evacuated bus. Gauntlets pulsed maximum power leveling the hoard to nothing more than slime and half a pair of legs.
A moments tension released with a exhale resuming a dash to the rooftops to snag the spangled hero. In a swift scoop Prodigy picked the man up and took them both above– gazing to the chaos that broke havoc amongst the city. ❝ What’re we going to do Cap…. ❞ voice shifted into a serious mumble.
★— CHAOS INCARNATE —- as he stood upon the rooftop alongside the armoured hero, all he could see was green GOOP and creatures that were spawning quicker than they were being killed —–
❛We need to cut this thing at the ROOT.❜
But that was easier said than done — considering the root was the CORE of the Earth — what had caused these things? What had come to BE in that place, to erupt now? Why NOW of all times? What had DONE this? Steve’s first instinct was to think it was an intergalactic threat, but HOW could they have gotten here in the first place?
❛Somethin’ tells me we need to dig, try and get to these nests and take ‘em out. You got any suggestions? I’m all ears —– You don’t have control of Tony’s drones, do you?.❜
“ I know we’re in the middle of saving New York from these swarm of bugs but I feel like there’s some artistic commentary to be made here— oh and there goes the Statue of Liberty.... ON IT! “
★— BATTERING THE BUGS —- green SLIME of their innards splashing over his shield after he’d rammed them into a few rocks. There was no doubt that he would most CERTAINLY need a shower after this —— but there they were, fighting side by side whilst the rest of the team had split. The most unnerving part of the situation in particular was that they didn’t know HOW far these bugs had spread —— or whether this was just the first wave of them.
Her commentary was going on in the radio, all the while the Captain maintained his focus until she mentioned the statue and his eyes DARTED toward Lady Liberty, azures shooting open as he noticed them climbing. He KNEW Carol wouldn’t be too pleased as some unwanted house guests —- so darted to the nearest rooftop, after scaling the walls by grabbing onto pipes, holding up his hand.
❛ C’mon kid, I’m going to need some ASSISTANCE..! ❜
★—
ROARS filled the sudden silence. The hairs on the back of the
Captain’s neck stood on edge as he instinctively raised his shield, taking a
step closer to Lana in a protective stance.
Oh, he’d been here before and
remembered it so VIVIDLY—- from the pungent smell of artificial STEAM to the
TOXIC smell that came from the pollution filled rivers. A CRIMSON BOOT shifted in the dirt, kicking up some of the
dust whilst he seemed to canvas their surroundings, giving them one last stare
before finally coming to the conclusion as to where they were.
Out of all of the places they could be – why HERE – he had
thought that this world had been destroyed, and had collapsed, leaving behind
with it the dark memories that had embedded themselves into his psyche.
❛HERE…. —-
❜There was a large part of him that didn’t
want to admit it, there was a HUGE part of him that dreaded it, given how long
he had previously spent here.
❛This is Dimension Z.❜
Steve Rogers was your average kid, a who had nothing. He grew up during the great depression which resulted in him later on having a great value for everything that he now receives. He was meek as a child and was constantly bullied for his small size, that added to the fact that he had an extremely poor immune system and was diagnosed with every ailment and illness under the sun. Instead he continued with his education, specialising in arts where he constantly depicted himself as a super-hero, or drew heroes that could help save him.
After his mother (Sarah) passed away he faced a severe depression which he masked by engulfing himself in his pursuit of achieving his dream; joining the army and following in the footsteps of his father (Joseph).
He was constantly rejected. Time after time due to his small stature until he was taken on board project ‘rebirth’ where with the assistance of Howard Stark’s technology and Dr Josef Reinstien – he was turned into a super soldier. Initially he was a poster boy, being used for marketing campaigns by the US army in order to encourage recruitment as well as help improve the general PR image.
Breaking the rules and letting his complex get in the way, he decided to take down US’s number one enemy at the time – the Red Skull.
It was during a fight with Baron Zemo - that he had lost his best friend, Bucky Barnes in a tragic fall when the boy wonder was strapped to a rocket. Steve watched the rocket explode and that image had forever haunted his nightmares.
Taking down the Red Skull, he managed to save the country – however, it involved extreme self sacrifice as he steered the plane he was in into the sea. Luckily enough, it was preserved in ice as the sub-zero conditions froze Steve in a block of ice for a number of decades. The super-soldier serum is what had kept him alive all this time, preserved in ice until eventually he was thawed free – waking up, confused, dazed and delusional.
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Mun has been roleplaying as Steve Rogers for 4 years now. This is a reboot account after a hiatus.
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