captain_canuck (captain_canuck) wrote in marvel_united, @ 2010-10-31 12:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | guardian, longshot |
WHO: James Hudson, Open to anyone in New York He wandered through New York, looking up at the iconic buildings he had seen in so many films and photographs. The city gave him a sense of vague familiarity, like he somehow <i>should</i> know his way 'round...but didn't. Eventually, he found himself standing at an intersection near Central Park, waiting for the light to change. Something shifted in the corner of his vision, and James instinctively put out a protective hand to his right. A small form pushed against his hand, then relented as a clutch of cars screamed past abruptly. James looked at the person he had saved- a teenage girl, with bright red hair tumbling over her shoulders. A moment of recognition passed between them, then she blushed and mumbled a thank you. James lowered his arm, and allowed her to cross. He stood still, watching her go, remembering an eerily familiar moment he had once experienced. Only that time, the girl had told him her name. <i>Heather...</i> James crossed and made his way along the edge of the park. A field appeared to his right, and James felt compelled to make is way across it. His sharp eyes caught sight of a statue at the other end of the clearing- a war monument. <i>Might as well pay my respects</i> he thought to himself. But he had barely gone halfway across the clearing, before he noticed something was amiss. Figures, running through trees- gesturing to to each other with military hand signals. "Is there a paintball game or som-" James began, before six blasts of energy arced out from the trees and struck him. He fell to the ground, convulsing. He knew immediately what had happened- an EMP. A perfect way to disable a cyborg. <i>Who the hell knows I've got cybernetics?!</i> he thought, as he tried unsuccessfully to stand. He felt paralyzed, his limbs were numb, and he sprawled on the grass. James saw the feet of his attackers as they closed in. Craning his neck, he got a good look at them. A dozen, maybe more- in advanced commando armour, of a type James had never seen. They were armed with EMP guns, and assault rifles- but James bet that they had a few tricks up their sleeve as well. As they moved in, there was little doubt these men were trained professionals. One of them moved in, producing a high-powered taser. The gun barrel hovered inches from James' face. "Is this the way to Greenwich Village?" he managed, smiling stupidly. There was a flash, and then darkness enveloped him... -- The commandos begin to drag James toward the trees quickly. The entire attack has lasted perhaps thirty seconds...
NPCs: Evil Commandos with super-high tech weaponry
WHAT: James goes for a pleasant walk, and gets ambushed in the park.
WHERE: Central Park, NYC
WHEN: October 31- Morning