#mutantsinthepark

[felinefelicia]

Felicia wasn’t one for helping. If anything, this whole outbreak meant that she could fly under the radar and pretty much get away with anything she wanted to. Which was what she was doing right now. However, when she spotted the enforcer trying to drag the kid away, Felicia stopped and adjusted her goggles. “This isn’t my game.” She murmured and was about to ignore the cries and walk away before sighing, finding herself unable to do so. Placing the bag behind an air vent, wanting to come back for her loot, she jumped down into the alley with flawless precision and with stunning silence. 

She whistled, distracting the enforcer from his target. As he aimed the gun at her she tutted. “Has anyone ever told you that when a black cat crosses your path, that is can give you some God awful luck?” She asked, a slow strut in her step, making sure the enforcer watched her and only her, her eyes on the barrel. “They also can kick your ass.” She told him, taking control of his arm holding the gun and delivered to swift strikes before using a judo throw to use his own weight against him, dropping him to the floor.

Reaching into his pocket, she flipped through his wallet, counting the notes before passing it to the kid. “Run.” She told him. Looking around, it seemed her little charitable act may of gone unnoticed. Good. She was no hero. 

#beginagainstarter #mutantsinthepark

[beginagainhq]

Only a few short weeks after General and Agent Ross’ announcements regarding changes to enforcement and registration, an anonymous tip regarding a group of young unregistered, unaffiliated mutants was passed to both Enforcers and the most prominent mutant groups. When these groups arrived in Central Park, Enforcers immediately attempted to apprehend unregistered mutants, who refused surrender and instead fought back against law enforcement.

During the course of this battle, Jean Grey ( @jeanelcinegrey​ ) attempted to provide Rogue ( @apoisontouch ) with her powers. This led to an explosion of light and fire, and from an outsider’s perspective, it appeared Grey passed out for a period of time before recovering. Shortly after, leader of the X-Men Scott Summers ( @firstxman ) suffered a significant injury on the battlefield. Wolverine ( @jameslogans ) then stabbed him, perhaps in an attempt to ease his pain and suffering. The X-Men immediately teleported from Central Park with the assistance of Nightcrawler ( @circusmutant ) and have not been seen or given a statement since.

This event is open to ALL members of the RP. If you have a mutant character, feel free to say that they were part of the battle, and write threads or Discords surrounding this. Enforcers may also have been on the scene, as well as law enforcement agents. Civilians were witness to these events courtesy of them occurring in Central Park, and other heroes or villains may wish to get involved in the action as well – or take advantage of cops and Enforcers being diverted to Central Park to act towards their own interests instead!

If you wish to read about the significant moments in this event in full, there are Discords surrounding Jean and Rogue here, and Scott and Logan here.

Enforcers gave the chance to surrender, but the mutants did not comply. For this reason, anyone seen to be with these mutant groups will be targeted for enforcement. Considering the extent of power within the X-Men and Brotherhood, for example, Enforcers are authorised to use necessary force.

If you wish for your character to be injured, for example, or another significant plot, please contact the main, and be mindful of trigger warnings when writing this out.

This event will commence on February 3rd to allow for plotting. It will continue for a week until February 10th, however threads started during this time can be continued on after the event concludes. This is just the time period for starters to be posted!

Please tag open starters for this event as #mutantsinthepark (please don’t use this tag for private, closed starters!). As usual with events, we will lift the usual “reply to three starters before posting your own” rule, although make sure that every starter receives equal attention to the best of your ability.

You are not obligated to participate in this event, but we hope that if you do, you have a great time writing the fallout or call to arms this situation may provide for your character! If there are any questions, please feel free to contact the admin team through the main, or use the questions channel in our group Discord.

#beginagainevent #mutantsinthepark

[ruleroflimbo-a]

Darkchylde hadn’t planned on getting involved in this fight, honestly she couldn’t care less about it, though just because she didn’t care... well, she was always down for a good fight and creating chaos, which is exactly what she did. Teleporting to Central Park she made several of her stepping disks appear, from them several demons from Limbo came through to join the fight. She had told them to mostly focus on the enforcers but that the distinction wasn’t too important and they could attack whoever they liked. “Now it’s a fight” Darkchylde commented with a smirk as she watched her demons rush out from her stepping disks and into the park.

#beginagainstarter #mutantsinthepark

[deathfxrhire]

:||: OPEN STARTER.

Slade Wilson didn’t much care for peace. 

The naive sixteen year old kid who had signed up for the Army all those years ago with bright eyes and forged papers and a belief in the American Dream, the kid who had thought he was going off to help his country fight for peace, was long gone.  Cracked, back on that operating table with an IV hooked up to experimental drugs dripping steadily into his veins while his commanding officers watched with lies on their tongues, and killed entirely when he’d found Wintergreen half-dead, sent on what he’d realized too late was intended to be a suicide mission.  

Peace was a bedtime story.  Honor wasn’t all the dramatic flair that they tried to paint it to be in the recruitment papers.  

The only honor in this world was in black and white, in keeping one’s promises.  There was a reason he was the most renowned and trusted mercenary on the planet, a reason that people were willing to pay him up front for the guarantee of his services, because if their end of the transaction had already been fulfilled, there was no hell or high water that could keep Deathstroke from his mark.  

So Ross could go fuck himself.  

Slade had signed up to be an Enforcer with a simple understanding.  Bring in a couple enhanced a week, get the benefits promised to Enforcers: payment, training facilities, and protection.

Protection that had, at first, seemed to extend to his family.  

You have three kids, don’t you, Wilson?  We’ve only got one registered with us.  I’d hate to have to send someone else to go get them registered. 

Don’t--

Of course, if you started bringing in the heavy hitters we expected you to be bringing in, we could overlook your... familial indiscretions.  You should have been at Central Park.  You won’t let another opportunity like that slip by, will you, Wilson?

The whole goddamned agency could go fuck themselves, but never let it be said that Slade couldn’t take a hint.  Especially not one practically glowing neon like that.  

Slade wasn’t a detective, but there was a certain amount of investigative skill needed for his line of work, and so he’d picked up a thread he’d decided to let lie before, traced hints that some of the agency’s most wanted enhanced were visiting this club hidden away.  

He was looking.  But he also deserved the damned whiskey he was nursing as he watched the crowd from the bar.  

#//too lazy to look for a gif rn but it's coming after dinner #beginagainevent #mutantsinthepark #( keep turning up the heat || open starter )