TFF's Marvel Universe

[lcpoketoon]

Had this idea after a long night at work. Remembered when DC did a remake of their universe changeing ti all fromt he gorund up an only keeping the names of the Heroes. I got to thinking how would that look if we did the same with Marvel Heroes.

So here the spot to recreate the Marvel Heroes. Who are they in this verse, what is their history an what is the world like?

Here's my Entry:

Hell's Kitchen, New York City, New York. Most people won't even drive through this part of the city any more. It's become a sort of No man's land int he city that never sleeps. The only Cops here are the ones who live in the area an can't get transfered out. The Kitchen was as close to hell on earth as it didn't make no never mind. Those who lived there had for the most part given up on faith in a higher power looking after them.

That's not to say there wasn't some faith still to be found. They just went looking for it in diffrent places.

Blake frowns as he looks down into a old basketball court. One of the local gangs was useing it tonight as a meeting place to buy weapons. He would have to stop them becuase if those weapons hit the street tonight, then tomorrow blood will cover most of it. Blake was about 6ft 9" long blonde hair tied back with bright blue eyes. His father says their family was decendets of vikings, and most folks beived it. He was well muscled from contrustion work and learning to box from his father's friends. He was dressed in old blue jeans tucked into a pair of brown work boots. Then a old chainmail shirt he found in his family's attic with long red coat over it. On his head he wore a old white baseball cap turned backwards, with a pair of black fingerless gloves on his hands.

He reaches into his pocket an takes out a pair of flash gernades. With a grin he pulls the pins and lets them drop among the punks below him. His eyes are already closed as they go off an he dropping down the side of the building one hand holding onto a rope running up too an pully and then conectted too a old fishing net that had been laid out an painted to match the black top of the court. He gives a savage grin as he lands an ties off the rope an rushes the remaining punks who his trap had missed as they blink their eyes trying to get their sight back.

"Ah hell man it's the Thunderstrike man!" One of the punks yells just before Blake's fist slams into him like a hammer knocking him out cold.

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And that's all i've got for a snippet at the moment.

Blake Odinson
AKA Thunderstrike
Blake started his fight against the crime around him after his father was killed by one of the local gangs. The night after the funeral Blake was on a roof top trying to figure out what to do. He yelled out to Thor for a path and then from the clear sky was struck by a bolt of lighting. He says he was given a dream where Thor spoke to him and told him to rise up a fight those who would oppresse the people. When he woke up the next day to find himself unharmed.

He spent the next year getting in touch with his father's old army buddies to get them to help him train and learn the things he would need to know. He then returned an started to fight back against the crooks and gangs of Hell's Kitchen. By useing Flash grenades most of those he's taken down don't known who he is as their eyes are blurry an unfocused. They have taken to calling him Thunderstrike as that's the way it feels to them when ever any of them have a run in with him.

Blake started to leave after his attacks a calling card, spray painted in gold an silver, a pair of lighting bolts. When he's not out fighting crime he has used his saving to open and run a soup kitchen and small Church of Thor. It has slowly been gaining in coverts.

Well thoughts?

 

[Prince Charon]

Blake frowns as he looks down into a old basketball court. One of the local gangs was useing it tonight as a meeting place to buy weapons. He would have to stop them becuase if those weapons hit the street tonight, then tomorrow blood will cover most of it. Blake was about 6ft 9" long blonde hair tied back with bright blue eyes.

Might want to rephrase that, it reads like he uses his eyes to tie his hair back.

 

[sith2886]

Still tinkering with this but this is what I have so far
New York City

*The sounds of chains rattling against brick and stone echoes in an empty alley way*

Who am I? Are you sure you want to know?

*The chains writhe and twist like snakes, ascending to the shadowed rooftops before disappearing completely*

I used to be a man with great poweràa heroà but things change.

*The chains quicken their pace; retracting faster and faster leaving only charred lines as they go. beating with a dark crimson glow*

People change, lives change and soon you donÆt know who you are any more. You lose yourself to the change.

*Suddenly the chains lift off the rooftops and fly through the air, red lines of flame streak across the sky unnoticed by the populace growing faster and in greater numbers by the second*

I thought I was in the right, I thought with all I had done, all that I had sacrificed things would turn out better; my life would be whole again.

*The chains twist together now, one giant tornado of crimson its cone focused in one place, a burnt out house*

I should have known better. I should have realized who it was I had dealt with, and that a simple thing like breaking us up wasnÆt enough

I should have knownà

*the chains fully retract looping around a kneeling figure dressed in red and gold, they circle across the chest and the arms before stopping, two blades sticking out from each end above the wrist

Who am I?

I have no idea anymoreànone at all.
end (for now)

I'm playing with the idea of a what if Peter gets back with MJ and the ramifications there in.

ghostspider anyone?