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OPEN POST TIME, BITCHES

Post, request a character, or I'll just throw them at you. Here's a list of who we have:
Bobbi Morse | Marvel 616/MCU AU
Inara Serra | Firefly
Gwen | Merlin
Pepper Potts | MCU
Lily Evans/Potter | Harry Potter
Buffy Messioner | Newsflesh
Becks Atherton | Newsflesh
Kate Bishop | Marvel 616 (I've never really played with her, but she exists)

If there's someone you know that I play that I haven't mentioned and you have a burning desire to poke at them, let me know, and I'll see what I can make happen.

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[Well, this wasn't an entirely unfamiliar situation.

Bobbi, subtly trying to make her way into a crowded compound, to recover her man from his mission. She'd been told to do it as cleanly as possible. And that was what she was trying to. She hadn't even packed explosives.

She just knew that she wanted him back, and, no matter what, she was bringing him home.]

OPEN POST!

Bring on the booze guys. It's open post time!

Basically, comment with who you want, and either come up with a scenario, or tell me to stop being lazy or write one for you. Fluff, angst, all of the above IT'S ALL FREE GAME.

Last words (for FRANNY)

[Things were going south, and they were going south fast. If there's one thing about Bobbi's job that she hated, it was that things were always uncertain. She'd say she was coming back, but there was no guarantee of it, and this time, she was starting to think that she wasn't going to be leaving this building alive. Nobody was.

Sacrificing herself for the greater good. That's what being a hero was, wasn't it?

She was eerily calm as she quickly and efficiently built the bomb that she knew was going to be the end of the line for everything. Calm enough that she pulled out her phone, and put it on speaker. And dialed the house. Because if she was going out, she wasn't going to go out without talking to her husband and her kids, first.]

OPEN OPENESS FOR THE MASSES

OPEN POST!
For general shenanigans! Throw your people at my people, using existing verses, or hey, let's get crazy and come up with new ones. It'll be a party. 1, 2, 3, GO.

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[Starkland. Hell on Earth. And that was probably the nicest way Natalia could think of describing it.

But the kids wanted to go. And, because they at least tried to be good parents, they gave in. Because that was the sort of thing good parents did, right?

Right.

At least there were bars. That made things a little better.]

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[Clint was out for a boys night, and Bobbi was on the couch, at home, eating ice cream and watching old movies. It was pretty much exactly her idea of a good time. Her phone was on the couch next to her, though, in case a certain someone needed her to rescue him from the men again.]

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OPEN POST!

Last words (for FRANNY)

OPEN OPENESS FOR THE MASSES

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Mockingbird can't you see, little girl's got a hold on me (For swissarmybow)

You hit me once, I hit you back (for swissarmybow)

Skip the air strip for the sunset; Ride the arrow to the target [for vantagepoint]