Who: HoM!Steve Rogers, Sharon Rogers
When: During the plot
Where: Around New York

Who: not!Cable and Domino
What: Waking up in a bed together, then--?
When: Before Nate's post to the network
Where: In their house
Warnings/Rating Nakedness and who knows what.

( Daft punks and stranger daze, feelings made of smoke and haze )

Who: Dame Emma Frost and Prelate Scott Summers
What: Waking up in a bed together, then reconnecting hours later
When: Before Scott and Emma's posts to the network, and then after it and Emma and Myrene's Log
Where: In The House that Emma and Scott(the other two) Made
Warnings/Rating Starts out with sex and swearing and goes from there. NC-17 for the start, maybe less later.

( Some mornings were made for strange things, some were born of them... )

Who: Darius Summers and AoA!Remy LEbeau
What: The gauntlet has been thrown.
Where: Their apartment
Warnings: Violence? And it's these two, even if one's not feeling like himself

Who: Alex Summers of the Six and Lorna Dane of the House of M
What: Connecting, Talking, Taking Advantage of Each Other?
When: Shortly after their conversation on the network
Where: Between an Internet Cafe and a bar
Warnings/Rating Will Keep you posted.

( Heroes can come in many shapes, some nobler than others... Some not. )

Who: Myrene Carnegie and Emma Frost
When: This evening
Where: Emma's House in Miami
Rating/Warnings: PG?
Status: WIP

Myrene god boxed to Emma, and found herself standing out front of a large house in Miami. She rang the bell before using her powers to open the locks. Stepping into the doorway, she slid off her coat before calling out into the house. "Hello?"

She spotted the stairs and moved towards them. "Emma?"

Who: Most of the Marvel Pups
What: beginning a week long plot
Where: their homes

Jean was restless in her bed. Apollo was sleeping soundly, and she made sure her motions didn't disturb Bruce. The air tingled against her skin, as though she were swimming in electric current rather than laying in her bed. She stood, going to the balcony. The moonlight illuminated her pale skin, and she sighed, watching the flowers in her garden sway under the breeze that blew her hair gently away from her shoulders.

She wrapped her arms around herself, as though she were cold. One moment she closed her eyes, and then she opened them again, a new woman. The surroundings were strange, and Jean was afraid. Why was she naked on a balcony? One minute she'd been in bed alone, and now she was outside, naked as the day she was born.

She walked back into her bedroom, and gasped in surprise at the man in her bed. "WHAT?!"