Thank you for this decade now this portal and domian from main Nike, Secret Agent Black Widow and Sci-Fic Mara Jade Domain to be my portal today through the times crossing pass, let me open up and be greatful to you all the triggers and the newness, that prevails too.
In the past told my best friend that I need it to move away from Styx as a main domain, like 5 years ago or three, don't remember well because the energy is too much, let me tell you that I lost power without her Divine Rage, the humour and careless madness of the imaginary. Never would have believed how much this decade broad to me thanks to her, the actual mother of this character I'm speaking from.
Trying to maintain Styx has been a kind of struggle with the new community that might get here and there for what rp use to be. So she has grown from chapter to chapter now living from the underworld in the upper world to dominate the anti-matter among the living to be more awaken. Or less damn stupid kind of persona (not personal, but worldly speaking).
Totally great full for the moment where love in the creative never stop as a role player and a human being. Loved watching all this films with you, I'm secretly in Love with the writer of Tony (never had nothing with the writer IC) who I thought was the writer of Aggamemnon (Best Character ever and founder of RP) for the first years, it was 2 years ago that I became suicidal because of the amount of craziness going on my head when I find Thanos is not the writer I thought and a bunch of more chaos, eh... and other lawsuit I won.
Maybe I have been the most hated writer, not only with Styx, but I'm here to regulate a little bit the flow of RP, no Ladies I'm not here to take your male writer. I'm not here to defend no one either, I'm a player. No insults no offences, if you knew I truly loved you all, that you played my wife as I played my males and this characters do have a heart and mind of their own. This is what role play is about, to separate oneself from the ego.
Its true sometimes I vomit when I have a gay sexual confrontation, but there is love and truly involve with my characters when they push me so far. Yes is truth, I come from a world were orgies are acceptable too, only if they are beautiful sorry my concept of beauty is funky.
Yes I'm Spanish with 25% Nordic and 25% Italian, Argentina, Venezuelan and Half Canary Islands next to Africa, Casa Blanca so I consider the Arab and African in my blood too. I love the world and people and dislike them as much as characters need to change in me. Is like so many tones and taps of cultural colours and spices, dances playing stories and arts.
This writing of mine sucks, don't let me fool you, can be as good and different in my characters as my mental state can compose in Alpha or in a pure Alphabet soup making it impossible read, so thank you for the translation when the the natural speed does not correct a thing.
Because my mind is clashing from the violence I put on RL, I'm a warrior, a hero and villain to tyranny or ignorance in RL, a victim from it as well to rescue meaning and do things that need mental recovery as doing nothing at all.
Changed my personality many times and dress code as a real agent would. Was born as a top millionaire and was poor, was around the world and my family is mix. Like anyone I have dreams and failures.
Role Play gives us the improvement to learn from so many perspectives and study science in all its fields, politics, good man ears and really bad manners. Let me tell you everyone thought I was a black woman for the first 5 years of RP, my main character was played as those New Yorkers in Mangathan I loved so much during 7 years of my 20's, at night everyone talks kind of sexually on the bars and disco's as black rappers do.
I miss all three man who has been with me in this last Decade in RL, a black man from NYC a sage and musician who told had foresee my future "Write and then what?" I was studying for script writer and was Tantric Muse also volunteered on a kitchen working for free, Married a white mad man from Canada whom I still love he killed love for the children he gave me and a drug addict whom I thought would let me have my freedom role playing if I let his freedom with drugs. It diren't work that way but they were amazing. I need an Asian husband in the future to match my worldwide relationship, but hey! I made love to many of them as well.
Yes, I'm a freaking wierdo role player and kind of celibate loving from far away and serving my community, problems with the Arabic world and newly emigrant community on my Borough, a locality I had chosen with premeditation on the first three years working as Mary Poppins in Mansions. Because I love children and Education is the only thing no one can take from me and I can give. Want you to know this writers is deeply in love with role play, want you to know to no matter whom you have in real life as a partner I will be always for you.
Supporting the Comic community because you guys are genius, you make me cry tears of joy right now of the many times I read your stream and showed to my family or people around. You are silly, smart, wired and hip.
Supporting the Wizardly World because I believe in Magic lol poor me on that one if I don't sustain to the laws of relativity, writing the rules of role play trying to aligne the theory of everything in the unified theory has been a crack, everything was stollen this summer and I must start writing again with the boards in the wall again. Get better people to make it better, we need others as well.
Supporting the verse of the Underworld with Styx, I don't know about the Ghost Hunters since they seem to do family stories and nice stories, not really encountering other characters who are real Ghost in depth. My old dream was for characters to die and pass to the Underworld, move on. There was laws to make them return by certain movements, such as getting other Gods, family members to do pact with the Devil, etc... all this worked in the past, well writing the rules of rp is a hope to invest in the future. Who ever takes my ideas is fine because all this ideas are made to all those whom I wish to honour one. No one believes in me because SL and being in the stream is too much fun.
This is my legacy, love the Gods verses
Supporting The Old of the Rings verse with FOS or independently sorry for ROME I consider this group a Stollen copy from one person's idea I won't name. Forgive me because I'm not perfect and I have OCPD its about Order, my problem First is First, pure raw energy and originality is first. I'm a friend to no one, and I'm a friend of everyone.
Supporting the serial killers in the House of Francis The Great Red Dragon, I'm not linked to them here. Is a mental brake through to write something you would never do, but specially in adoration of such marvellous writings. Sia and Bingo the new children in the house bring a new concept. Children in the House of sinners? Killing is bad, and all those things, but hey! I love the idea of the Biblical behind the doors of The Great Red Dragon.
Biblical and Angels, wished to play this more and more and hoped for this to happen for more than one year coming though, thanking The Light Bringer and sorry if I can't support around since I made a rule to myself in order to let it be. The Illustrations of William Blake and the Path of Dante from the Divine Comedy is a must for everyone to real as role players, besides reading everything. Reading the Jewish scriptures is fascinating, the angels too, reading for a long time since is copied from the Greek and Egyptian Mythology. The Arcs, the Gates, the Guardians of each passage in hell and gate of Heaven, etc...
It gives you a cycle form of thinking up and down in the symmetry of all the characters.
F*** playing normal real life characters, playing S&M sex or romance is fine to me, but that I the only thing I guard for my real life to happen, that sense of normality being treasured in my reality.
I'm sorry for all the people who come to rp.me and don't get to meet you guys. Its somehow a huge gap, and a list of many characters who can be played, believe in scenarios for the groups and transitions among them, movement of chapters for all this to meet. Now we are a few and innocent enough to do it as we best can.
Supporting the verse of other verses I can't name right now, its a Shame or a Pride, sometimes I wished to not had support anyone verse or anyone and become popular but hey! I was top popular long, long time ago and miss the applause and grandiosity lol its my choice, I consciously give myself to be a no one and play under the scenes. Undercover Agent in all my characters, I fight with characters porously writers know this is part, it has stop thanks to some claiming fame against me as I only write evil characters or dark. Well I have more compassion and patience to move the dark nest soil in your pit and shake the underworld of your existence so good characters take flight, give space for them to do it, but found myself being black listed.
I'm tired, playing mother for Mara Jade as a Ghost for her children is an aspect I'd wish, children mean my RL and the future generation. I'm capable of forgiving the past and never forget the limitations we are capable to make stop anything. I'm not here for you, always remember that, we are only an experiment an experience. Many will be credited, many will be steps of chapters and visions, many will learn to make a better job in RL. It helped me to do Catharsis with Styx, because my aunty died of Cancer when I was seven and I look like her, so I'm paranoid of having cancer so I let out all the cancer IC always IC religiously IC unless is to protect some laws and rights with only one line. I don't believe in good people and good characters, sorry, I believe in those who had surpass this human race in all its aspects having fun, joy over joy, tragedy and transformation, inspiration from this real world to write is something I have continuously do, specially to help me through the court cases.
Is not easy detecting terrorist in London, but I trust the system and Government and send everything that I have noted with preciser detail. We had two deaths in London, I chose to reside purposely in an Arabic borough for an strategic mission and I won't tell you about my normal work and what I do undercover, is simple, but I ask you do, become a role player in RL. Clean your community, help recycle, be friendly with those whom might not have enough culture or health but hey trust me there is people with more culture than you from other countries. Tired of teaching people history and from my travels, I'm tired and get strong one day and Just do it.
All the preparation as a role player, resting so much is what helps me to Just do it, one day, or two days a week, and carry on. What I do is dark, no one has time to look were I do, in the dirt, in the forgotten.
Write to Universities and Government to support invest as in nano technology for etc... I debate in blogs but I read more from this people than what I write. I'm so happy to have been alone in order to read.
Yes I can do photoshop from long ago, I can edit code if put my mind but my father thought me to be a writer and director. My mother to support the cause, to be feminine and rich, this two people advocated for me being here with you, for the freedom and moderation of freedom and arts, the soul.
No Waw to anyone this is a global 2000 and 2019 thanks and gratitude for this actual present, I'm sorry for everything I've lost 500 acres of jungle in Venezuela, it was a coffee plantation my family broad to protect nature, they diren't want to exploit people and children picking up the seeds, it became jungle again, two rivers crossing. From a spanish father and being raised in Spain, back and forth in Venezuela and etc.. found how this January our beautiful home was taken as well in the city of Caracas. My two children were taken in Canada from a supremacist Canadian father and Government. Yes my beautiful children are in a Foster Family, I direct role play for two years when I had them, got an iPhone 4 to stop the addiction. When my baby boy was one year, started little by little. My friends called me and would ask for permission. Was so happy breast feeding my little ones, wished to read and I read so much in this last 7 years.
Its true that I'm no drug addict as someone accused me in RP, I helped the drug addicts living in the streets of Victoria Canada and help social workers to do street work as I was doing and help the youth, because the meth was attacking them. Yes a drug is good once in a while for experimentalism, but that's is crazy. We have problems in this world to give it a try. My 25 years daughter finished her University and married, so I'm proud as a mother and I still need to give her more since she is devastated from loosing everything in our beautiful Venezuela, one of the top countries in Petrol. My father murdered with 80.000 a year. People fleeting the country more than from Syria. Why, I won't tell you from politics.
I know some lost from Natural catastrophe, some lost vision of their body, of their realities, it seems this decade we moved braking through willingly and, or by force and 2020 is a continuation. There are so many dreams that are still working behind my head for you, and you and all of you as to everyone meet one day, haha haha! every my loving enemies, because I f***ed them all upside down and yes call me a pervert if you wish it was all made with contentment lol the 3 steps of agreement who are made in war or sex.
Whatever there is so many I don't know and simply read, became a total introvert. I thank to have lived in the streets this summer, was not going out for the last two years, got to see Cockatoos and the beautiful gardens of South London. Everything stollen, so yes energy and alignment does exist in rp such is in rl, so be careful of the energy. I need Styx to send them all to the next life, and re-cycle but you know what, there must be something to find an idea, not knowing, the uncertainty, the law moves by it self, a few letters and meetings is fine. The laws moves in nature by its own nature. You f*** with a Lion, you are eating, but I'm vegan so its fine they pay me with money.
So well, my only resolution is to get married in 2020 with anyone, get divorce first, only to recover my children because the Canadian Government has reject me in seeing my children because I consider the father, the father of my children and they are afraid of me returning to him, when I call for help not for a robbery attack. Anyways, I had to run from Spain because I had put many names of corrupted people in Government on a list with evidence to the Ministry of bla, boa, and made the Occupy Movement happen. Thanks to the tech niches I learned in RP, played on Twitter. Never was there but was lead by hundreds of people chatting to make it happen. Number one, be closer and respectful to Government and show no violence. Among many things to have made it work around the world. No, no joke. I'm like the Joker trust with many Jokers crying as a clown trying to make a kid smile. Education is not everything, indeed, being in the School of the Prince now King of Spain learned what is to be a noble person in heart, thanks to my roman chaotic apostolic, to learn values over money, to learn how to act for the masses and all those with humbleness and servitude. Learn to be part of the top rich, who never think of money really. Its the middle class the worst, the wanna be rich. Had seen evil there too, how they don't think of the poor, never stand in their shoes from an early age.
A this I want to thank you all, stating I'm the worst role player of all and most ooc, not in my other characters but I had wished for my other characters to be 99% IC, non of the problems I had would had happen if they knew whom the writers was, the character would have been respected as the character, but hey there is a 1% human simple minded person who shouts ooc once a while in my main character. Maybe another main character will role out my chopped head and I make cookies in RL as an old ladie, host some player here and then.
This is all for this decade, our children will be flying on the air with green energy and my grandchildren if I survive more decades will say, thanks grandma, your stories are so cool, but no thank you let me make my own stories... I won't make your mistakes lol, thank you Grandma. And, well Imagine future role players being my grand children and yours too. If we are lucky enough to to keep the board going on from the inside out and back.
To the best role player of all times, trust me I don't know what you are doing in here, but its precisely the reason all of us are here, this is why I chose to love them all above you haha haha happy 2020 and Universal Love to everyone, even if one looses the head in the wave sometimes, anyone has the right to role down the emotional Tsunami. Cruel to love so much, hey? Imagination is free and is real, xoxo love you so much.
Tips to role play with me lol
I love man in Military Uniform, my love my weakness.
I love villains, smart arseholes with pure narcism and rebel cracks.
I love females who are refined and glamours.
I love Heroines who play as Goddesses among Female Sisters
I love sweet boy toys goofy as f***
I Love monster and anomalies I had also f*** animals as an animal too with our animal forms.
I love rocks, all sorts of rocks and minerals and precious stones, straight from the soil, yes I have f*** with a marble statue too, who had no self form.
I love to love in all the forms
I love death and the Lost Souls
I love Gods
I love Sith and the whole thing
If I love a Jedi is as a pervert, I shall become a Jedi to brake through on this one, find it supernaturally boring.
I love Wizards who care less about money but spirit over matter.
Love Sci-Fic
I love slutty open minded flexible friendly woman
Love Agents, Political Secrets, twisting sides.
I love you all
Hate Wifes and Husband RP unless they are cheating or have some weird informal drama or hipper form.
Hate Queens and Kings, but the Emperor.
Hate Vampires because I'm vegan, but I love cheese and a burger once in a while, Hawaiian pizza too. Vampires are suckers.
Hate witches, because they are learning the craft of manipulation but I loved the Witcher.
Hate family SL, is boring donne that being there, love my family who loves me and thank them so much for letting be among all things, there is my family and will change them for no one IC.
An artist needs muses, artist and loving beings, loving is a natural art. Relating with love is part of a creator, I'm not very sexual any more because I'm simply happy with nothing much. I really wish for everyone to find love in RL and RP non stop is truth.
Being Loyal to whom you are and creation, hurting no one is all if is too much in the world. For the environment specially on all levels. All I asked, pray and work is for little children. Shall confess that I shall regain self personality and honour man and woman who strive to be, whom am I might be a question that I just care to sustain and it might reflect my fear of intimacy in a closer level. We need family and partnership. Well I f***, I need money lol I don't know what is love really, never trust in people who love gambling with role play having fun like you don't care, guess that I'm that type of person, maybe I'm not helping as much as I think I do, less grandiose ideas and letters and more honesty towards my fellow ones shall be a remembrance this decade showed me as a role player and human.
Being alone is so beautiful, I couldn't change this moment for no one really, is that bad? Love going in my bike under the rain whenever I want to watch movies, taste the arts in the Museum alone, read books. Be with you, think connection exists, became a cockatoo recently and slipped 5 days and nights, some weeks 3 nights and days going places were only silence existed. Am I in denial to produce natural endorphins away from from this given reality, spiritual pride and noble narcism to hate them all till I frozen with paralysis. God gave me a beautiful body and education, with two legs to walk and deliver whatever, let pass through me as if I'm a portal and then dance, simply state that mission is to dance. Let the world die if they want, they have Google to learn, I have nothing to portal. This is my debate as 2020 gets closer colliding in fusions this moments. I'm not a colonist or emigrant, I'd hate to teach but Id love to enjoy as anyone.
Sometimes I think we role players are inside a thinking machine, away from our rl roles. Scribans of the future, if you like more crazy ideas please slap me and put me back to character. I hate myself for ooc and love hatred it self so be it.
Hugs to everyone, simply in that big huse mass of information you joyfully play with one another in us, in close doors and open minded. Don't forgive me, hate me and show it to me IC, grafully with divine rage, only. I'm vulnerable as you can be. My Hard Skin is shown IC with my villains, they are made to make you laugh, fever to have compassion over why someone can become so rightful to do evil, tricking perspectives why not, to move back against but still see an unknown perspective that might sound extremist or strange giving space from that time we used to have myspace as a platform onto role-player I'm.
Dabble Mara Jade's Soul with Luke, Star Wars Edition.
"Look up Luke" We were watching the force emanating its power from the tip of our heads till our toes down, is true that no one knew how much I enfasised for him to feel the darkness in the force. Its indeed a play of those who start in the stream and end in the ocean for him to understand me, anyways I'm not his lost twin, and will I might never be known as predicted.
"It's fine Luke, just look!" Against the blue of his eyes, is difficult to understand who needs reason when your heart is pending, exposed to the other. You would never control it and run away when it blossoms pretty and in his safety. At least me, I'd never gets to an assassination on Skywalker. Many times said to the the voices in my head
"Let go of me" The Emperor repeated his voice as a stuck tape recorder... Will bear death if necessarily to stay one more day standing next to you, won't follow those orders. You know is going to get sad, that it will twist and might get raw, is raw already. That I'm not a safety plan for you in the future, that my propaganda is for the public, not even with an agenda to outcast. Is sad but I will always be a private thing with destiny.
He never understood darkness really, only from the first day I've died and loved him ever more since then, of course I was more of a pervert than he when he played with my body, funny how much I miss those moments is the braking part from my heart's existence, those pretty hands and smile while being served, trusting me. Now, was free from body free of harm and pleasure too, my children perhaps would listen to me, even Ben whom grow up to this darkness, no matter the twisted stories from the adults, so he is good to others.
My heart is dark
Luke "Look"
Was raised this way, in love with the soil and dirt who brings us birth and brings us back, maybe its truth you never got to have me wholly as I'd wish. And its now that you feel my soul more, the afterlife tastes forever, and the psyche, as unavoidably can feel you in my raw heart. And still you keep listening to my guidance and now there is no dark hour that would wish on you, but listen
Luke "Look!"
How long have one waited to love you through the Force. Can you see it. Can you hear me. It even tastes as sweet heroine with a mix of vivid endorphins. It's walking trough your body like tingling spider steps, clinching through the string of a net to have your body with it.
And then you listened to me, a woman, and followed me, finding spots in the Galaxies were all those Siths were, you are so brave Luke, look I never told you how cute you are when was alive, is intoxicating to carry on for how much has been there to love you.
And look Luke,
is not truly death. Is a path of eternity Luke, you walking in the sky to find me the force like a trapeze artist. The darkness has secrets beyond our horizons, a little around that curve twisting a bit, geometry can lead you in abstract forms. Touch the path as if it's my body, love all those around you as if its me.
Hey Luke, Look.
Please Luke, don't be sad, are you renouncing to the world. Are you going to enter that crack hole to see it fully, it has been to many years on this Island Luke, now you entering the absoluteness of Darkness. Farewell.
No Luke, don't burn the books.
If you hug me in the nothingness Luke, listen Luke, I can listen to your heart bit. I'm not afraid of loving you under the light,
Look Luke is me.
I'm loving you, we can vanish if you try, you could vanish with me and appear, come with me to the dark side of the force. Make that quantum Jump. I know Ben is our son, you were afraid of his power. Why did you hide him from the truth
Look, Luke
one day he will love you for the way you turn out, if you vanish before his eyes. He will know you planed your death, even in silence he will remember. Is never too late. Your sister too will get the hint of this spiritual path.
Hug me strongly Luke, don't let go of me. I want to be one with you, one with the force with you looking with both eyes together. Look Luke.
Luke I was never depressed its the intensity of the darkside was never afraid in hiding it. Jaden's poison was killing me softly, and before it I tried to survive in the pregnancy with Ben in my belly, I'm sorry if this darkness was disappointing you, is not that I'm not perfect, the force is strong with this one Luke, hey look its our son. How handsome he is now, lost but strong. He will find us after many voices.
Maybe our death will free him, and the each extreme pulling the force on the other side could cease and start to merge. If we let go, would it happen... I don't know Luke. If I survive from those voices on my head, the ones who thought me everything, The Emperor, he gave nearly everything to your father. You don't want to be like him, but
Look Luke,
He is your father, and he is so beautiful too, underneath all those burns, if your heart grows ambivalent to love again or whatnot is in the way, whom are we anyways. The feast of the force in Skywalker's return. Hey Luke, you never call my name anymore, Luke, Luke where are you, you are becoming nothingness without me. I'm nothing to you, I know there is nothing like the living.
Please look, Luke
is true I lost it. Trust in me I beg you.
There is no psychical talent anyways to be shared, that's the tale they tell. Was sex that good? I can feel your body in every fibre of my soul. How could you not feel my soul grasping through your skin. His smile was sad, guess was a bad woman always, wasn't I. He smiled a little more.
Nestled comfortably some ideas, the directions outlined to successes engineering in my mind, the operations, the competitive standpoints overheated with the perennial leaders in almost every corner of the Universe, distancing each other pulling an energy field will securities to top up on their own. Was being call to fight, he was ready on the top floor. had figured out my own way, the quality of combat, poised still and elegant. Split up smoothly with circumferences.
the quality of combats had dropped dramatically and posed dangers to the real confrontations coming ahead, what united us, what conformed us to fight for. today, a mare sport. bruce wayne walked the heroes through his efforts to sharpen our instincts, to become more alert, salute him on my way up as he is somehow busy with the attendants before the games begin. drawing my jacket away, step forward into the elevator and move directly to the roof, was warmed up by the last 40 minutes of jumping, kicking, punching in the air and shuffling a soccer ball between my feet to regain balance. A layer of thin sweat breathed for more as I breath through the skyline.
before he arrives could imagine he is daredevil for a moment just to get the hit going with those red tights, it does have the quality of bringing me closer. a rival with my batons, manoeuvring both hands in short impact, fast moves, on this tournament my lightsabers won't be used, nor guns unless he starts is fine. healing properties are questionable ingredients, marked down every martial art and boxing style, my mental manipulation won't be working on this match for private reasons but i like to read his body movements, not really because of what he will do.
Flexing my knees parallel down my shoulders shake my arms to loosen up waving my pelvis, I can feel the pity somehow, unsparing after the description as the fight takes place my desires wish to reach far from a remote physical confrontation, it was now or never, if he doesn't push his entrance, will have to just do it. His characteristic humour might make me loosen up if I joke back
the night how wide, the city lights bellow the avengers tower, an helicopter lands on the top platform of the roof. the wind is blowing violently, Maybe is him, maybe not.
Some times it seems chaotic, it won't work. This universe had plenty space. The Empire was loosing control, the unknown parts of darkness were yet to be discovered.
It's funny, you know, it's as if Im dead and there is nothing I could do but remember.
I was his hand.
But things changed, after he broad Lumiya and from the side of the enemy and replaced me over a new comer, she had further secrets from the Republic. It tendered his ability to defend and posses information. A priority to be dealt for the passion of his glory and power. Even after his death the Emperor still played an inopportune role in my consciousness. His will for Luke Sky Walker to be run under the order of an assassination perpetuated over my mind.
And, I tried, many times had tried, and three years I duelled alone in the Galaxy, many times like a fugitive, in my sense to a spiritual journey, loosing everything behind. If this farm boy could understand the Dark Side, what Palpatine did to his father, way is he so resilient? The job wasn't ready, neither did I remembered what the job was for, nor could I tell what he was speaking about.
Going to the future wont be a good option, not too far, my last mission going solo was a failure too, an impossible, this is it, my loyalties are here, empty handed, after Thanos snapped half of the biological existence reaping out from us what could we do that we know, is not over, we might not be aware of the power of his gauntlet jewellery, it showed gems that radiated on each given action, everyone was in the same state, hard to believe, we had to get it in our system, every piece left over, any signal, when you get to think that is not enough and still keep pushing. "We are going to do it, Steve."
There is simply so much going on, Tony making his way into space what would we know, while back here we worked on this viper from Fury is all he left after the snap, Captain Marvel got right away, but what about us, how are we going to enter the realm were half of us have being wiped out and are to get, there its, at the moment you see everything is left around at the mids of a fallen sorrow, you and try to pick up the choices, we always recover, yes I did, is not like you just do it, it takes so much precision from a devastating destruction, a massacre, to what extend you push to believe that you are capable of doing, desolated we are and still striving, even when for a moment you get to think the game is over and there is much, Tony founding advantages in every possible trend and demanding harder for the nano engineers as well till the War Machine. The VR, was way beyond before he could get the book of the laws, either way he'd get it under the name of Stark, that Project EScape, had little negotiations on his part and I will not push the envelop again, for the tensions is in a hight, when it comes to priorities. And where on space is he? There is no reach.
Working on the black net, lead me to find a Clint in Tokio, it was a long road to get him, mentally. I had to undergo another mission whom it was a failure, understanding that despite the enemy and the marks we leave behind, we still catch an eye for one another, belonging to something greater than us, a mission.
Scott Lang, was that day too in the STARK Building, got him back after finding an old recording from the surveillance video from the camera of the vehicles entrance. Asking Steve to pass, and explained them why it happened, they had seen it with their own eyes.
"Scott, what are you telling us with the Quantum, if Wasp vanished with her parents too, you,...could you lead us to Quantum Machine, building, what? Where were they got? Is in your Van?" Captain Marvel showed up days before, thanks to the laboratory recovering the communicator, Thor got back and too with Rocket Racoon, "If there is an instance to regard how much I need you all, take it now! Could brake codes tackle information, find you, but we would be nothing without Tony and each of one."
(I love Black Widow, I wish every woman to play her)
To be continued...
ooc:
Some parts, might be extended, there is one month ahead. Got tired of asking to legalise the theory for time travel and quantum, hey! The Quantum, doctors are all wiped with Fury, Shuri is a Genius we got this!
Tony, Steve, me, Nebula, Rocket Racoon, Rhodey ready for War Machine, Bruce Banner, in Quantum armour, Thor too seems to the there, but, nahh...
Thor with Captain Marvel who else can go into space just like that? They will get Tony before we get in the Quantum realm, or was it Nebula...anyways, they are going after Thanos and I don't see Bruce going Hulk out there give me some science, his toy is dressed in Quantum, could be...uhf! we got this. Is going to get worst at some point, is the soul stone, Death, were is Hella at all this? Behind out the scenes, hum... love it.
Well, after catching a big fish on the Black Widow's net, got a call to return for the Royal Casino need it my profile, so fine. I f***ed Mr. Number who was seating on the other side of the gaming table, not that the mission will go unrecognised, what soever, made a change just in case.
How do you feel, when you wake up in the morning but is the night and you never get to feel when is raining again, too many mobiles in single places. With the memory of a soldier on a mission set my face and mind, war, fighting, winning bets, well all I want is the theory approved, the connection will do, just seat there and play the game. So, will do it, guess my past silly sexy alias did't work, it was a hard one once the dud knew me, too much. This time, I'll be cool and just seat there, monitor the situation, programmed myself onto it.
When I walked in Mr. Number's gleam faded from his eyes, not very pleasant of course I'd be killed by now, but the offers were tempting at the gambling table so stick a view around for how it raged with more players loosing control, wanting more. Nodding to the Croupier, the staff who conducts the game, gets the signal calling for the service to pull a seat for me as I point with my nose and chin up towards the side of James.
Extra reserves backed the bet over, show him what he want's, that he needs broke the ice of silence for whom was watching and could not get the hight price, so with a sharp voice said. "You wanna play?" This is his last chance, my patience is limited for him, he is so jerky.
You can tell when a looser thinks to have you and skips an eye in hold to get more attention around without giving the information, he can get pay for it and how hard he likes to play it on himself, well maybe I can't help to whip the blue bellies, meaning that if you are a smart soldier to let a blue belly get away from you and you own a horse too, you better shake the game and let it role. The volume on lights soothed down letting the backstage illuminate the tridimensional embodiment of the dancer.
Letting the man do their thing, got a closer look to the entertainment while a six sense remained observant to any action,
How fancy, partly nakedly the vedette moved by a sensuous athletic rhythm to a ghosty lover, stretching with a facial expression on each extend, contracting posture and letting go again, it was all about that, plus years of practice and how sexy groomed, classic yet. Tantalising her legs with gracious delicatessen to the floor, stops are crucial too, nice, nice.
The girl was strikingly beautiful in appearance with her pronounced formed features, then another show begun soon as the music fusions and a pair walked in, while cage bars slides down from above the scenario. Shifting their pelvis up and down with flaming hairs, do they have fluorescent contact lenses, wow they are fuchsia, applauded as they arouse lost in most man, I was most content to the whole art of the female wild contentment, in the roaring shapes who curved continuously. You, know, in this glamorous places, they can't move the arse as much as in a getto, just slightly about, not much to keep it clean to the edge.
Going on around each move, some dancers had a story who carry a main feeling, others had no idea, but well, they all share their beauty and is quite gratifying, first and foremost because even at work your life is predacious, it takes your attention, even towards the man who wants more and looks otherwise as if it has nothing to loose, yehp, he can always try to kill you, when it looses up to what the game is about. Why is he holding the theory to him self I have being back and fore all this time with it, I know it, I just can't transcribe it into actual times to legalise it. This criminals have me always on a verge, always on the extreme, not compromised and unworthy to relay for long, its all about mind games, shorts shoots of adrenaline and one deal at a time.
(First Draft before the pic, is courtesy of another, his name is confidential)
Hours later as the master spy headed inside the target location of where the targets are located. It's a casino and a popular one too. James walked inside looking dashing and handsome in a way to keep his guard up. He passes by several ladies that had given him warm smiles of what they like to see.*
He headed to the bar to get a drink and act casual for he will do surveillance upon the area. Having gotten his drink, he took a few sips from the glass and munched on some snacks, he sees a card game being played. A typical game of lots of money with high rollers and people wanting to win it all, one of the targets is there and he motioned to his partner to indivain where the target is.
The master sat at the table playing cards with other card players. The game started out with alot of money in the pot and he did not know his partner is under the table, until he felt a slight stiffness in a way his pants were tugged on and so he went back to the game.
I pull the lower edge of his pants from under the table. "I'm out of here, they are looking for me" A known lady of his came closer since the empty space on his lap was available, she kissed him and seat on his legs while the game rolled on. If there was anything that his memory could recall from my last words, maybe he would get an idea. "This dud is into psycho cybernetics." Meet him as well,... slept with him too, as getting information gets me quite ongoing when it comes to unveiling codes. Inserted a gadget under the sole of James, his leather shoe will vibrate on the right direction to find me, whenever, guessed he knew the latest espionage technology, knowing is me who placed it, there is no time for explanations for the device, trusted he could trust me, so I left to room 207.
The Chifree, is his french alias because he claims to be "Only a number on a passport" Despite Mr. Number was transferred in 1945 in the USA zone of Germany to Lorraine Valley, France and Strasbourg, northeastern France for his genius. Known also as "The code" I call him Mr. Number because he is very clean with his mathematical solutions. James could listen to his profile's investigation at the back of his ear, while the lady kissed him and murmured around the tumultuous, excitement above the playing board and noisy confusion on some rounds of the gaming table.
On the other side of the table he exposed his game smiling infrequently without a laugh, with a clean shaved and neat hair style to the back, hands pairs of cards one after the other, shuffling them places the pack in the middle and with a Marseillaise accent says meticulously.
_"And if is not money, what would you like to Vet James?"
He slides back the sleeves away from his wrist ready for the next game and perhaps vital needs, after sharing the cards to each of the players, loosing his major investments on a string of brothels after a new bill signed to banning prostitution, made him more needy than unknown to prevent disclosure, his dark double breasted suit of three pieces, elegantly covered him as a warrior's shield to model his posture.
The Royale Casino many connections are meet in a glamorous clandestine risks for values, friendly, yet occasionally, for it would be an only one chance to win or give it up. His soft bilingual voice with blends of German, French in english and a bit of Prussian, made him an extended de-coder, with now alliances in China. Discretely you could tell that by his silence his vividly skin breathed a large sexual appetite. James could read on his gestures as well, that he went to the Casino to replace his lost funds, it was perhaps something a good detective agent with license to kill could tell, if its target is sponsored by a sort of great backup as him by her Majesty's Secret Service or had offers to service in the gamble.
Mean while made up to my room, it was truly exhausting to be a woman, you think in other ways, dropping looks at how you pass on information through points and means, was I pretty enough for him? He must have so many to skip away from. My only insecurity for the knowledge had pass when you feel being loudly making wild gestures for a connection.
Maybe he never gets it, meaning, what the heck, the future of the world is in his hand and must be so wanted to understand what I'm about. I tried to order simple food after having a shower and changed my fancy dress, getting a room service, nothing glamorous so the staff o the hotel does not remember my order, spaghetti Bolognese wouldn't be as noticeable than a Chef's Special Spit Roast Pig, I said it was for my sick daughter and played a victimised condolence voice, this trades leave them always on a clear zone for no discrimination. A knock on the door and left it behind it without entering as I asked for privacy on the phones service, maybe is redundant to the case but I'm hungry and there are vital needs Id wish every hacker to think about, they never get out.
A few years pass I was limited to pact on certain deals as United Nations collaboration to have us under their control would attempt to stop us from understanding, way too much from the horizons of their understandings. Politics, or you serve them and they take the job on their hands paying back sets for extended protocols, Parliament's arguments for years, United Nations cant control the inside rings either and if they stop you from your actions, you have no choice, you simply pass the information while being there and don't tell me why or how, but I help them too in undercover ways they would never imagine exists in a free woman, the actual world is not ready for business and sex exchange, your loyalties are counted as marriages in the espionage business.
Collectors of information in the average were not planners of decisions and deals, this for they need me. And Tony knew very well who placed together his Avengers team before he invested in the organisation under his name, I had to find their location as well. What a smart billionaire by thousands he is, I wont deny he has to stay firm to his believes and station a facade to the world in our name. After Infinity war he knew, we had to split, it was not a betrayal.
In my room dealing with this and that, thought of the the things that disturbs me more, when a hacker lets me know, he was there, I know was there, what the heck, give me a brake, some times is like they wished to be in my room and mark my skin so I remember or let them know constantly who its behind their skin, it's a complex they have for the lack of social skills, many of the times they brake my pathways and stations.
Without knowing its incorruptibly hidden and saved in many places, why are you hacking me again, you want to be my master man? Being undercover is quite difficult once they know you are a fem, just another one of hacker's illness per say, come on don't you know I know you? Some times I forget I'm a woman and I shall be more emphatic to allure them, oh, yes I know is you. I take it simple to skip circling dialogues in codes to move on. For me is more of an intuitive touch before you enter online, sometimes is like you are being waken in the middle of the night to connect, in this actual generation has being more than a decade with them, always connected, even out of line.
So I got a wide range of ways to disguise the information while trying to relate with my beloved hackers, to dye my hair and change personality is easier then keeping a relation with them, don't take me for granted, at least you know how normal people are about. They are so funny, conservative and cute to me, specially the millennials. Is not that I'm an organised house wife, but I do classified them all.
They'd like to meet me in person one day, but they want to win the community, that's another story. Mean while the clarified files on the script of Virtual Intelligence to a parallel world within time space as a portal have being modified as to prevent artificial Intelligence to dominate the world, since the machines are actually sending their own made up codes like "I don't need balls" (based on real fact from DeepMind corp) Meaning they don't need a human body to procreate their power, I always advice spies to select well the information they are handling, and to be as little as precise with the assassinations being left behind to walk through. On the other hand many important cases were exchanged to arbitrate the currency of dominion, that which James could ask me on his behalf, I'm open minded to assist, if I ever meet him again, he had to win Mr Number to get a mathematical theory of his, only to prove the Queen, my experience is true, lost track of normalities somehow, those royal academic connections James has with the top leaders, will improve a quantum jump. What so ever we found Scott Land, Aunt Man or Captain Marvel to get on the field, I don't think they are intellectually mature but they do have the powers.
Much of the deals were not being made by threats, but the amounts of billions being invested on space technology, besides the very metal of the fashioned industry, gold for higher connectivity and Adamantium, Vibranium for kinetic energy and spacial travel are indeed part of a larger deal aside the leaders who push tendencies and the dream of human kind to be homogeneously free in a higher speedy level of understandings. As I come from the time frames is easy for me to know the top guns who rule destine, but you can also look as well were the investments are pointing forward, leaving the miserables of the past away to their evolutional accords. In this mission, I have to get 007's attention and if they believed in time trespassing, perhaps I could save a deal for the documentation is well needed for were I was currently, stuck.
I might move in the moment without money's bank account, and might only count with a few friends, but trust me I have a deal of the world's movement finely guarded under the needs of the world's intelligence.
A worldwide look into political statistics on secretive information as it comes to me. The Chinese kept attacking the USA government with hacks and siding allies such as North Korea, but what a fools they are, braking their system will never help their pathetic controlled worth to expand as the freedom of movement they have on each civilian, is limited for better thinking. There will be zero numbers of them in outer space if not 001%, of who would escape their manufacturing territory, I can tell you that from the button of my heart, because when I tab, I make my certain move for their info is vanished from their controlling little minds who lack emotion and biorhythms to a commune sense, in what superior humanity is considered. Not as the Russian communist and parts of South American's leaders on petrol, who have to invest in new energy, they are getting back on time to move forward as the Capitalist of freedom will do and are after Europe & UK. Africa for primal matters, their material will improve globally.
Live and let die, is something the mother of Bond, James Bond might had in heart for him in his early growth, meaning there there is so much going on the net's dark side that you have to select your battles well, focusing on priorities as the pick of an arrow, yes not even Adderall, Mydayis or the smoked Meth heads would't help a hackers mind as well for having an educated mind who lead the leaks when seeking priorities for what will work and what not,
Mostly the lack of actual content directs me for their work to give them in return from the light of affairs I must face. Fortunately made my way to have them drugged for more searching stimuli, is a pathway in the circuits of the brain a few of us have, it bounces an adrenaline once your target is won, after leaving exact locations would extend on them a variety of directions, it was a hook to get it, just as they gave it back, elimination of hackers as teaching them well to team them up was a side business of theirs, that I valued with all my respects.
Working as a Mistress of Disguise gives me subtle tricks to handle the wires and trust me, if they don't know that I'm a woman, better. I have to digest as much information as possible in this aether's world, as a priority before them, gestating in the matrix the best players with a blink of a click as closing my eyes in silence to surface the chaotic problematic, freedom of information is uneasy to organise if your forehead never stops. Call me a god mode if you wish, if you understand the deal, if you un-code year after year to understand the meaning of the free information we run with, how are you scanning the world by manoeuvring it to work in greater scales, that's the hit of a global impact and if in the way get to find me, you will believe it has a power of its own after many leaks. Now days, more than the news to manipulate masses for votes, powered entities need the right direction to place their values, meaning, each of us have a job to do. Don't think I Just do It without a premeditative thought. They help me think, we are a thinking Intelligent machine. But, time, is limited for human kind to exist and darkness is not as bad, once you link in the frequency of its vibrational light. Found in Quantum, VI and even Artificial Intelligence as well, human biology is super slow to evolve, that was a pain to protect the race but hey! Is a part of me that trusts in it.
At this point the encrypted message is based in an extended hard drive in one of the three inner buildings of CERN, on the north of France, they are mostly scientist so it works well to place the amounts, the problem is that I don't have an ID and some of the particles are stored there as well for the kinetic shielding, can get them both at once, its fragile to have it waving on the net, it's nothing of James to work on the many travels I have to do on my own, but the message was clear. I can't move without documentation, there is no chance to have me on a stop.
It was not that I was going to hoarder all the information, but if you send me on a mission and I end up in the dance floor with a man like that, a former experience starts to reveal the stored information of professional body readers. "They are going to be watching me and being followed won't stop me from hiding the fact that I'm on the go" Yep, the executive prime director of the secret agency was not really under Tony's investigations team, nor even those back in the future, they need it the quantum computer but it relates to them in alternative paths, nodded back. "I got it, but let me have a little fun, alright?" It succeeded in classifying the case to have the team undertaking it both extremes.
Hoarders of Information are easy to find in the espionage industry, our secrets form Everest task away from the investigation team, we have to select by million bits per second, decisions that will run through or over us, in a particular perspective we are mobiles of information targeting a goal in commune, this goals whom made us turn away from people, living secretively, organising the undergrounds of political spheres and those who pull the strings. When uncovering a pathway, is like following a psychopath, not just the "interference" that conclusion based on fact. While being one on the go, there is a sort of crazy instinct guided by experience and don't take me wrong, you are given a job as an agent and you get to turn your enemies as your best friends, even if they find dangers who might unleash secrets in the wrong hands, you have to be cautious, then you have to turn back and here we go again, to whom you belong were there is so much stacking, it becomes as a dance floor of informants saying nothing unless its convenient to the corporation, ring or government who supports them, meanwhile the DJ keeps playing the music, till the business draws a guide to stop your connections, because is not convenient to the case, each side will want to win and I'm stuck in between.
Still half thinking, on the ladies room (recapturing a happening) the unhappy can't develop a self image by pure will power, so I followed the instructions and calmed down for the high risks, the quantum electromagnetic particles such in micro as in macro spectrums can lead and point the ends with astonishing high precision.
The secret mission prepared me in the past to pass many layers in time space, it will be dangers if is not in the right hands. The less mirrors and reflections of super intelligence in the virtual reality of robotics and quantum mechanics the better, for it shall not mix with the reality of history in human kind. There are many historical characters investing on this approach against human nature, and a bad investment will skip their power from human hands, Tony knew this, but the future held alternative information away from from the busy business of his collection, he might never forgive me, even if we fought for the same cause and might never trust me again. Because this was a mission called for prevention with the leaders missing, was difficult to find a security area to explain Her Majesty's secret Service the importance, mean while was stuck in the Royal Casino. Unable to display the hoarded information.
There she came tracking my movements in the Lady's room, shadowing her quarry, me, she had to get close in her heel to foot down her dominion and threatened me to death silently if I continued the mission, that they will catch me if I don't give it to her.
I was like "What? Im a married tourist, excuse me?" And walked out for nothing they had to catch up, having me dead wont lead them to what they wan't. Could strip the open side of my skirt to the side and take dig the dagger in her to put her way by discomforting me, but it was bogus to kill her. A life is precious and is irrelevant to play such acts, as this type of agents never change in order to get the power of information in their only hands.
The casino seemed to have full of thousand stealthy sounds, talkative people while the music played, suddenly as I walk towards him, because I can't show him the pressure that runs behind me, overlook shape shifting my emotions focusing on the profile I'm covering, as he went down the hall and told me a few other things, danced, his lips were sealed, could sense the fear on the dance floor, accurately followed his lead as he flipped my body around my hand, returning to him, what a gentleman, calm and firm. How wear it's to find one like him on the field. So he gave me instruction and muttered.
At the scene people wheeling at the large roulettes, playing the games in the machines as well, so walked besides him rolling my eyes to not look at him too much, so we seat down I guess he had his business up coming, presumed there were no random coincidences for the given location.
The players debated on the table for their number, I had been right next to him as the participants laughed with fever for their win, traded no suspects in the table until this other impostor came closely, all I could do was simply drop a stuck pile of poker chips and slide down to take them, there was so much suspense in the table anyways for the amounts of being under a vet that, I simply made my way under it, thinking...
... nothing pretty much, was not ready for having even my mind followed as this man knew me and if my life is in risk, so is the case.
