Save Atlantis RPG

( Far From Home Spoilers under the cut, but open to everyone )

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[ PLOT :: ♆ - ONE CHARACTER EACH sees King Tut today, and when you d see him you are blessed with 12 hours of flashbacks of your youth, either your whole body flashes back, or just your mind! It's up to you! IN STEVE'S CASE, HIS WHOLE BODY WENT BACK IN TIME TOO AND NOW HE'S SKINNY!STEVE AGAIN ]

My own flesh and blood has just upstaged me by walking the dog with two yo-yos at once. That's it. I give up. I'm a sham.

That was a party.

[MCU + Friends of Phil Coulson]

Cinders tonight for Phil's birthday. Bring your plus ones and an appetite.

[Phil Coulson]

Hey. Glad you stuck around another year.

New universe, new dress. Atlantis, you're fast. And you're lucky that I'm fast too. Point me in the direction of the fight and let's end this.

In the meantime, let me say:

Ellana, Steve ... hello. Roomies. Don't touch my stuff.

Katie, Shania ... let's hang out.

Ladies, always remember that the most important thing with any outfit is how you accesorize it. Except you can't borrow this particular accessory. The hot man is all mine.

Happy 4th to all Americans here. And Happy Birthday Steve.

As strange as it is, I can't remember the last time I actually celebrated, usually, I was overseas.

may 15 (arena)

WANDA MAXIMOFF + STEVE ROGERS + ELLANA LAVELLAN
HIGH | CHARACTER DEATHS | COMPLETE

( I need a summer but the summer's come and gone I need a summer but it's winter in my heart )

I feel this place is lacking log cabins, so it's time to build one.



[ PLOT :: ♆ - ONE CHARACTER EACH has the urge to build a log cabin today. ]

How the hell am I supposed to do anything like this?

I'm planning on going to the wine tasting at Cava tonight and would love company, if anyone might be interested in joining me.

may 14 steve rogers ✦ sam wilson sam visits steve after the latter wakes up from the arena pg for language complete

( On your left. )

Just in case anyone has been looking for me or Clint, we realized we should probably tell everyone where we are. We are now living in Family 1 because we got married on June 4th. With a ring and everything. No, it didn't come out of a gumball machine.

We had planned on waiting until after the mission to say anything but Atlantis moved us in the middle of the night this past Monday so the cat is out of the bag. Once everyone is back, we'll throw a party or something unless someone else wants to throw us a party. We're not picky as long as there is cake.

Of course this would happen.



[ PLOT :: ♆ - ONE CHARACTER EACH wakes up as a ballpoint pen! ]

Bleu cheese is an abomination against nature.

[Phil Coulson]

Thanks for not Did anyone tell Hey.

[Rhodey]

We don't have to talk about How's Tony, really?

*[Endgame spoilers in comments.]

It's been a long couple of days.

I'd like to introduce you all to Morgan Stark. She could do with some buddies to help her settle in and I know some people here have kids, but I'm not 100% on just throwing her in daycare and leaving her alone just yet.

[MCU]

I don't want to talk about it

[Bella Hartley]

Hey. I know having a kid around the house and then Peter both under my care is probably a bit of whiplash for you, but just let me know if you ever want to like...have friends over, or have a party. I have places I can take Morgan to give you some space if needs be.

That being said, she'll be very happy to meet you.

[Later edited to Natasha]

I doubt you feel like talking because I sure don't, but. Solidarity.

Morgan still needs your kickass influence in her life.

MCU.

Everyone alright? I don't know if it had happened to all of you or just me, but I have some new memories.

Check in, please. I wanna make sure you're all here and alright.

nat & tony.

If you need to talk...

49 years old. God fucking damn.

Well, hi everyone! Not my usual vlog, but it's still a pretty cool way to get to know people here. What's up, Atlantis?

Peter Parker here. So, tell me what's fun to do here. Anything exciting happen?

Where I'm from, the last Monday of May is dedicated to Memorial Day in America. I imagine that's true for other people, too, even if you're not from the universe I'm from. That's one of those things I imagine crosses universes.

In any case, for us, Memorial Day is when we honor and remember people who died in service with the United States Armed Forces. (We've got a couple other military-related holidays, but this one's specific, and it's always bothered me a bit to hear thanks for my service on a day meant to honor other people instead. Today's not my day.) It's meant to be a somber holiday. A chance to reflect on sacrifice, on duty, on friendship, loyalty. A lot of people stop there, but for me, it's also been a chance to think about what we fight for and about what's worth fighting for. I think that's because when you lose someone important to you, the natural response is to wonder, did it mean something? Did they live a good life? Did they make a difference? Was it worth something? At least, that's how it was for me after I lost Riley.

Riley was my partner. My wingman. And I was his. We served in the Air Force together, in the 58th Rescue Squadron. He was the best friend a guy could ask for. Reliable, confident, someone you knew you could trust with your life. When I lost him, it felt like my whole world fell apart right there. All the time I served in combat, all the things I'd seen, and nothing could prepare me for that moment. I owe him a hell of a lot. I hope he knew that. I keep coming back to that, year after year. I hope he knew how special he was. And I hope I’ve made him proud.

So that's my story. I know we've come from a lot of different places, seen a lot of different things, and I'm sure I'm not the only one who lost someone important to them during some sort of combat situation, whatever that might look like. What I was hoping is that you'd share some of those stories with me, too. Publicly or privately, whatever's most comfortable with you. It used to hurt like hell to talk about the friends I'd lost, but the more I did it, the more it felt like I was honoring their sacrifice and their memory. I'm hoping that can be true for you, too.