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04/21/2018 11:57 PM
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WITH MY DOG NAMED PIP (drabble)
neena thurman /THE "LUCKY MERC"RELAXING IS LITERALLY A THING. Eyes glanced over towards her new puppy Pip. It seemed like a lovely enjoyable Saturday night where she was able to relax the night away without interruptions. Of course waiting for her love to come home was one thing since he was out there neutering bad guys. Boy did she feel the common boredness wash over her. Looking towards the Whiskey glasses laying over across the room, her form rolled upon her stomach upon the end of the bed. The bedroom lights were dimmed down to an almost off position, only letting the lamp light the whole room near the nightstand.Kicking her bare feet and legs. Her hand pressed to the dog's cranium whilst it huffed and stuck its tongue out enjoying the attention it got. Blue hues stared right back at her, only to give her a calm since of care and awe of how it helped soothe her bad days with keeping her company.Affection.. It was hard to manage for the poor merc herself, but with a new lovelife and new career of helping others in the X-FORCE, she was bound to have some sort of hope for the society today. Hell, she's now trying to save the world from devastation, even if it would cause her, her very own life. Pale digits ran across the dog's form as Pip barked playfully and seemed to have that smile upon its face as it licked her own write when it got in the way. "You're gonna grow big, yes you are, Pippy. Also where do you think babe will be home soon? Probably late as hell like usual. That's cause it takes time on these trips, so feel free to take whatever side of the bed you like.." She talked to the puppy as it was human baby being sometimes to get rid of her boredom, knowing it looked straight her and tilted its head everytime she talked out loud of how the days were or why the hell was the puppy staring at her as if it needed things? Her sarcasm ultimately needed some help here.."Too bad Oliver doesn't use Televisions in rooms like these.."
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04/15/2018 01:29 PM
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X-Force: Bad Business (neena thurman)
XFORCE- BAD BUSINESS ATT; ANYONE, FANTOMEX Neena Thurman/The "Lucky Merc"TO GET THROUGH THIS MISSION.. NEENA NEEDS A PLAN. AND REALLL QUICK. CAUSE THIS OPERATION WAS GOING TO BE A HARD ONE TO HANDLE. Death felt irresistible at this time. On the line. Neena hurled herself continuously into these fights like nothing mattered and hoped her luck was on the line for those who needed here. She jumped into everything so fast that you'd question what her motives were in the first damn place. Laying down upon a dune. Not so close to the camp, but enough that no one could spot her.. she quirked at the sweltering heat as she used her scope rifle to watch the worker men scurrying out of the sand holes one by one. Digits pressed to the trigger; yet not fully upon it. Cocking the gun's trigger back and re-adjusting the middle part, she scanned the area for what seemed like the workers were digging for Diamonds. Her dark hair matted to her face due to the afternoon beam of sun over her in the sky above.  Breaths seemed to be low for a while as she didn't mind this moment, but the black light clothes that she wore were making it unbearable for her to stop sweating. A can of water laid right next to her side so she could drink if needed. "F*** it's hot as hell..", she mumbled to herself. Staying close to the camp of where these workers were was harder than it seems..A few hours ago, she assassinated a scout that was upon this hill, he seemed to not notice once she sneaked up from behind grabbing him by the shoulder and tugging him into a headlock til she removed her knife, slashing the sharp stainless steal into the soft flesh of his adams apple. The knife cut through the veins and tissues, bleeding him out to death till he fell limp and cold. Instantly dying. She now took his place, only to spy since no one probably gave a sh*t who was in this location anyways.. Dragging him to the end of the hill,s he dropped his form there and scurried up it..
Licking her lips, the dryness could be felt. The merc herself was trained to tunnel vision the moment she had focus on her target before breaking it to hear not only one of her comrades from the communicator, but to see if anyone was looking for what was going on as well.. "I'm seeing a lot of workers coming out.. Why are they digging so deep? Also man on the hill nearby is down. "I've taken over it. Not too close at this moment. If they weren't so busy, they'd spot me by now. Really need some better stealth here.." Mean while.... It had been like.. a good hour or two and the body down there was rotting a tad
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04/08/2018 04:46 PM
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She bothered the sh*t out of Wade, honestly..
Neena Thurman/The "Lucky Merc"Neena was on a mission. A mission to fulfill something with Wade Wilson, the Merc with a mouth. But she crept behind this male, knowing how much he hated her for reasons ... Well they went through some sh*t and you probably know why he won't trust her as much as he use to. She drugged him a few times, eventually it was all pay back for her falling down that damn roof and into a roof of pancakes in their hideout. F***ing Wade. It was one of those days. Wade ignored Neena on a regular now. They were suppose to be working together, but that fell through the roof. Looking up, she looked down towards her tracker. The fellow smart ass mouth merc was up there trying to snipe down Doom. This poor man going to throw a shot at another mutant, who's probably not gonna be affected by bullets..Wade was another story to be told. Neena however, never stopped chastising him for all the things she was going through with this man.. They seemingly paid each other back with pranks or trying to damage one another. Now they were arguing like little kids back and forth. It was like none of them could forgive one another. She was gonna ruin this man's mission if she continued.. But did she care? No. Taking out her grapple gun, she soon shot the rope and grapple up upon the ledge of the tall building where she knew Wade resided. She knew that this mission was important to the male, but wanted to get a clear reason why he was ignoring the sh*t out of her. Did he not forgive her for the time she drugged this male?She yelled him as she felt the concern of this male being an ass hole towards her. She came out all this damn way for answers and possibly to help him, but he acted upon this as if he didn't need her at this moment.
She stood directly there behind the male. Eyes still on this male trying to get answers so that she could rest herself.. Respecting that this man was on a damn mission, she kept quiet. The grudge filled her mind as she kept eyes on him for the moment before watching the scenario down below."So Wade, what is it? You still mad?"Wade seemingly still ignoring her, she watched as his head turned some.
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04/04/2018 08:39 PM
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Add these train members ! +++
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THE X-FORCE:
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ADD ALL THESE AND SIGN UP HERE:
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04/04/2018 05:38 PM
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Comic Verse Whore Train
Post these simple things here to be added:
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THAT IS ALL. DON'T WORRY OF SIZE. They're lowered by 80x80 inside the code!
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04/04/2018 04:19 PM
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Join the X-FORCE (Comic verse)
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03/26/2018 08:47 PM
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AND THAT TIME.. SLADE'S MAIN TARGET RUNS AWAY. SOMEONE AWAITS! (Domino)
AND THAT TIME.. SLADE'S MAIN TARGET RUNS AWAY. SOMEONE AWAITS! " probability field has been up. how much luck can domino give this fellow merc?"
" I'll be here for you.. "https://WWW.ROLEPLAYER.ME/VIEW_PROFILE.PHP?MEMBER_ID=1167665
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03/22/2018 11:47 PM
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Your luck has ran out.. (Domino Drabble)
Love isn't easy.. It's so complicated. When we work with one another in our units of X-Force or X-Men, look what happens.. It ends up in a sappy love story. Love doesn't last long. Neena hungered to enjoy her lover for as long as she could, but it was just too difficult. Each time they parted, she cried tears for them and soon was forced to make herself keep her emotions at bay. Love and work don't mix. They'll always be hunted down.. Love hit her like a damn brick house that was thrown on her and the whole world in which she was comfortable collapsed.. Opened those defenses up and allowed him in. Months and months continued with the new found love til things soon turned sour one day. It wasn't pleasing.. No it was horrific. He jumped ship to move on; thus she allowed him to do so. Tears in eyes whilst he asked her to "Never forget me.. We can still be friends." She gave him one last kiss before parting.. "My Luck ran out the first time.. I lost you, Dom." "Whatever ya do... Just don't forget me, Bea--" "Sweetheart, I could sooner forget my own name."
The luck of the Merc wasted away. Thus now she stands today with nothing to actually stand beside with. Just the empty memories and dear friends to keep her company. Neena ...as you could say made many friends as time went on. When night comes, she thought back upon the days of her love, knowing he'd never return. He's probably moved on already. Maybe dead and running from agencies?
My love was a dangerous one.. Yet he pulled me into it. Body and soul both surrendered to one man so faithfully til he wanted a clean slate. To move on. For now, she forever had his last name. Maybe one day, Neena (Beatrice) would find it again... But she's not forcing it.. Just wondering of it.. Is it time to move on?
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03/20/2018 06:13 PM
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Hulk's SON????+Domino SL
| Neena was in California in her apartment trying to take relaxation a try for once since she was already put into missions that involved her to go from city to city very frequently. So far it marked a month since she departed from loving someone and had already moved out. It also marked 4 months since SHIELD asked her for anything. Really the only thing she wanted to do is never be in contract with this agency since they almost put her in the predicament of getting a warrant and a few bounties on her head in other places besides here on earth.
Flipping through the television for the time being, she was quite angered at the presidential race that had been going on. With this morning marking the end and.. Well you know who won; she cringed at the fact that one day she'd have to kill this man running.
"Oh, f*** Trump.." , she mumbled to herself before unexpectedly there was a knock at the door. Her head turned cautiously and slowly she dragged herself off the couch wearing nothing but a robe after her hot shower. "Coming..", she quipped at the door before looking straight into the eye hole. Of course, out of anyone wanting her, the agency decided to join up on her damn door step. This wasn't good probably. It was going to go sour the moment they open their mouths. Opening the door, a smile spread at the edges of her lips looking at the 3 agents that stood by. The one in front of her was the one to talk to.
Agent: "Hello, Neena Thurman, Alias: Domino.. We have come to ask of you for a certain mission and would like you to come with us. While we're off to get you to the base, we'll explain this top secret mission as much as we can."
Neena: "Just spill it already."
Agent: "We'll explain it with no distractions and passbyers coming by this place. It has to do with a bomb and it's not any normal one..."
Neena's eyes narrowed at the way this man went on saying very little to give her the answers. Digits pressed upon the handle of the door that she had held in her hand as she stood there right in the door, ready to close anytime she deemed they were getting on her nerves. Opening the door wide and letting it go, she exhaled a sigh. "Day just got worse... Come in, I need to get ready then; we'll head out after I guess.. Thanks."
Looking around, she opened the door and as she walked from it, the agents came in filing to the sofa of her living room. There they sat watching the news that still played on the television; staying quiet and not speaking up The third agent had closed the door behind everyone once Neena left to go change into her suit and grab her already loaded bag of supplies needed for the trip. Her guns were all coming with.
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Once she was finished with getting everything ready, she held her guns and bag over her shoulder. The outfit she wore was with a gold collar around her neck and the typical leather pouches that reached around her hip area. The leather suit was a padded down one legged suit where the left side of her hip was nude and the other side covered most of her body; and as you guessed it.. It showed most of her top bust in a window. Allowing her long locks to flow over her shoulder, the merc made her way towards the Agents. "Let's go. Explain I guess when we get there...."
The Agents stared for a second before she picked the control up and turned the television, making no contact what-so-ever. The only the she really did was open the door for them and smiled moving her hand out. "Lead the way.." As they all left, she was escorted to the van, where she then got into the back and buckled herself in by the waist. Looking at everyone, her eyes narrowed suspeciously in what this situation could be. "So a Gamma bomb you say?... Where are we meeting?", she questioned.
Agent: "We're taking you to our base. There you will learn more about what is going on since your contract is now in motion with us at this very moment. We'll award you with whatever you want as long as the job is done." Arching a brow, she thought. Of course when she did work for them, she usually got money or other things that were possibly useful this time around. "Okay.."
----Later on that evening;
As the agents had gotten from the car, they had ended up in a deserted area off the edge of the city; where they had placed down a key passcode activated transfer pad upon a ground that was covered with sand. Being told to step on it, she was soon transported into the base of where the SHIELD's level 9 Commander resided. Once in, Neena turned her head some; knowing she was about to quip about what is about to go on.
Maria Hill: "Just wait for your partner."
Neena: "Oh? A partner? And aren't you that Former or now second in command?" |
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03/20/2018 06:05 PM
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Domino+ Aquaman Old ass storyline
Domino had been on a mission in the city of Boston due to the contract asking her to go for some certain mission in bringing down a gang of thieves that took over an abandoned factory building. Hopping onto the fire escape, she ascended upwards towards the top of the building with all of her guns in the bag that she carried around her back. The escape ended only half way up the building with a door that was already unlocked. Knowing that there were enemies safeguarding most of the floors around the abandoned factory, she didn't want to quite budge in and end up getting bad luck. She had to go in with a plan to get around. The enemies are usually heavily armed and dangerous.
Now her powers, they were only activated subconsciously whenever she's in trouble. Able to roll around and dodge bullets all day if she needed; as long as they were in her line of view. She was careful to not go against anyone and stay near a door that she hadn't checked. There is also a way that if the opponent could get near her and corner her; that she could probably lose to the enemy stabbing her...
She took this job offer from the top Mercenary for hire site just recently and was ordered on this mission to assassinate all trespassers from the entire vacancy. A man that order this contract was a billionaire looking to buy the building for a research lab. Lately as described, there were a ton of sea monsters and crimes being committed around the area. She needed to stop this in order for this person to achieve his dreams. Somehow she agreed that he could do better once everything was situated.
The message on her phone read the time and what their plans were in taking this old empty building in order to make something illegal out of it. Was it a drug ring? Cause certainly whatever was inside, these people are bad news! She needed this money. More than half the people she worked with offered chump change that only lasted her two months half the time. The funds were used for her living and her ammunition, plus clothes.. They were always expensive when you needed something to cover you for fighting situations.
Bringing everything that she needed and rummaging through the bag danging on her shoulder, she started to arm her weapon belt with knives and guns. Taking out her favorite rifle, it had the red optic laser lens for great sharp shooting. It helps when you are trying to assassinate the targets from a long distance. Clicks were heard as she started c*cking the hammers and unc*cked them so that they weren't ready to fire just yet; just checking if they were alright and not stiffened due to the fact that she had just gotten back into the mercenary business after working for S.H.I.E.L.D. then taking a break before finding her new home.
Once she got ready, she started to open the entrance door and slipped in. One guard was near the door watching something from his cellphone. Slipping behind him, she had used her knife to slip the adams apple of his throat; covering his mouth so that he'd choke quietly and die upon the ground once he started kneeling down dropping his phone under him, then body slumped to hit the ground. Sneaking towards the hall, she noticed the enemies pacing about with rifles loaded in case of trespassers coming through. As she focused her ear piece rang and a voice of the recipient had contacted her telling that he placed $3million in her account for this mission. "Alright...", she whispered quietly before taking a .44 Magnum pistol from her belt holster. Going in, she rolled and ducked on the floor and c*cking the hammer once again in the process as she started to shoot violently towards the guards. Each one hitting them in the head, since she noticed their armor.
As the rest of the guards fell, more started to come out around her. Her cerebral cortex had started to surge with her power as her mind was consciously in thought. Once she came to, she hoped that her good luck persevered in this situation that was just about to rain bullets. As the guards got around her, they started to shoot rains of bullets towards her. There were only 8 men in this entire ambush. As the bullets flew, she jumped upwards and started firing at the first 4 enemies in her sight before turning about and landing her foot into the front person's chest to knock him down and shooting in the head so that the person would die.
Looking back towards the other two guards, they were scared, but as she was out of ammo, she placed the gun into the holster, Taking her army knives in both hands, she started to run towards the last of the guards and stuck the knives into their throats. Pulling them out, she watched as blood had squirted upwards like fountains till they both died from the holes in their lungs. Continuing her journey down the bloody hall, she placed her knives back into the pouch and started loading her gun again. The rifle that she had brought with her hung from her back side unless she really needed it. Dropping her old mag as she hit button to release it, she placed in a new one and slammed it shut with the palm of her other hand.
"Where the hell did these guys get such expensive rifles?"
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