Avengers Second Generation Rp (CLOSED)

"That would be me." Rani said cheerfully.

Harper flies straight upward through the clouds, her eyes where drawn to the side as her father's contact pops up

"Do you need something? You're obviously a SHIELD agent." she said.

He nods and sits in front of her and places a file in front of her. He pulls back and watches.

"Um…. what does this say?" she asked. She didn't have her translator around and she could only read Wakandan writing otherwise.

He flicks a page, and its translated into Wakandan. "We need your help, Much like the Avengers, we're assembling a group of young people. Brave people. They can do what we can't." On each of the papers are the rest of the kids who were going to be asked to join this program.

(Shit. I forgot to ask. Who's the leader of the team?)

(Haha!! Sarcastic)

"Okay, Avengers. Yeah, I can do whatever. I'm just gonna text dad and ask about it, give me a minute." she said, whipping out her phone.

He nods, leaning back.

(Team name ideas?)

Harper swipes the ringing contact to the side and ignores it

"Okay, it's a yes." She lied. Her father was so overprotective.

(Hello?)

( Im here but…)

Nick nods, "Follow me then." He stands, tapping something from a screen that appeared from his wristwatch and nods to her.

(Hey is this open?)

What the text had actually said was "Rani, if SHIELD is trying to lure you into some superhero program you get your butt back to Wakanda right now and drag Fury with you. We need to have words" but of course she didn't listen. "Well? Let's go?" She said to the man.

Rain followed, she was seriously excited.

Harper yawns and lands on a nearby roof, removing her helmet

Name: Ima Strange
Nickname(s): None yet
Alias: I'm a Strange (This came from many times of people asking for her name and she responds Ima Strange. They perceive it as I'm a Strange.)
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Birthday: January 31
Race: Caucasion
Species: Human
Personality: Very curious, stubborn, playful, mischievous, serious, takes certain duties seriously, and can be self sacrificing for the right people.
Appearance: Pale skin, long dark brownish black hair in a high ponytail, it's a bit frizzy overall, gray blue eyes, looks pretty frail, but is actually pretty strong. About 5'4".
Background: Grew up amongst the monks of the mystic arts. Doesn't know much about the outside world as she was only allowed to leave the temples recently. She was only allowed to leave from much persuasion and displays of her skills.
Power/Skills: Master of the Mystic Arts
Strengths: Can use a large variety of weapons, MAGIC, and pretty accepting of all the weird stuff
Weaknesses: Curiosity killed the Strange, has a strong sense of self perseverance, and doesn't have high pain tolerance
Equipment: Magic, bo, and the Eye of Aggamon (If it's okay.)
Costume design: Same thing except the Eye of Agammon is showing. Doesn't exactly stay in one place long enough to be recognized.
Civilian Clothes: Lilac tank top, ripped jeans, dark purple flannel, and converse.
Hero, Villain, Self Serving (Pick one): Self Serving

(@TheLavenderOwl, yes.)

(@Shadestar, welcome)

(Thank you.)

Nick nods and leads her out, calling for a ride.

(Huzzah!)

(Please fill out the character form and you're welcome to add your character)

(On second thought I'm probably in too many :P Sorry)

Meg stepped out of the bus onto the sidewalk in front of her school. She took out one of her earbuds and looked around. Nothing stood out, and Meg didn’t notice the woman in a SHEILD uniform exit her car a block down.

//can someone else play the recruiter lady if thats ok

The woman walks towards the bus, her eyes narrowed.
(Who are the kids on the bus ^^' //