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i know this is kind of a silly question but i just wanted to be super sure before i filled out my app, what is the age range of characters? like college age? thanks xD
Hi! Yes they are college aged this is a college au (:
Felicia Hardy
In Charater: Felicia Hardy, aka Black Cat
Felicia looked up at the dorm. At least she thought it was the building for the dorm. This school was bigger than any she’d been to. Part of her expected it all to be a joke, for someone to take her back properly punish her for stealing. Though she was yet to see if they had a uniform.
There was just enough time for her to wonder if she really belonged here before she went inside. The quiet outside contrasted with the chaotic mix of rock music and the faint smell of burning ozone. There might be a place for her after all.
She still hoped they didn’t have a stupid uniform.
Avenger’s Academy Initiative
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A gift has been granted upon you, a chance to be a part of an amazing experiment. You have been deemed to be a remarkable young hero, be it from your brave demeanor to your brilliant mind. The world needs your help, you must be prepared to fight the battles we never could imagine, go against foes in which the likes you’ve never seen. You will be expected to attend class, train, study, learn and work together with both fellow students and staff all while learning to juggle parties, social life and childish teenage angst along the way. So, what do you say Avenger?
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Avenger’s Academy Initiative
Apply • Guidelines • Master List 18+ Avengers Academy Discord Group
A gift has been granted upon you, a chance to be a part of an amazing experiment. You have been deemed to be a remarkable young hero, be it from your brave demeanor to your brilliant mind. The world needs your help, you must be prepared to fight the battles we never could imagine, go against foes in which the likes you’ve never seen. You will be expected to attend class, train, study, learn and work together with both fellow students and staff all while learning to juggle parties, social life and childish teenage angst along the way. So, what do you say Avenger?
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Natasha Romanoff
Writing Piece: (10+ sentences required!)
Natasha lounged in a window seat in the afternoon sun. Why had she been sent here? After all of her other training she was being sent away? What about the other twenty-seven girls she’d been in class with? Were they going to be here? This was unimaginable.
She really didn’t know a single person here, but she’d been catching tips about classmates so far. And she had to admit, some of the boys were actually attractive. Hmm. Maybe this wasn’t all bad.
But for the time being, all she wanted was a place far away from everyone to work on her own trainings. But, classes were priority here it seemed, not extra curricular activities. Luckily, she was doing well, even if her record was a bit… extra. She didn’t like to show what she knew, but if someone got handsy with her without her wanting it, they usually ended up with a black eye at least. So when she heard footfalls coming closer to her and stopping, she didn’t even bother looking up from her book. “Let me answer some frequent questions I get before you say anything. No, you can’t copy my homework. No, I’m not going to give you ‘extra lessons’ in your room. No, I wouldn’t be prettier if I smiled more. If you actually need help studying, I might be able to help. So, still have questions?” She inquired plainly, looking up over the edge of her book. Emerald eyes blinked as they awaited the response from her ‘visitor’ and she tilted her head slightly. “And if that question is, 'Do you want to be friends?’ My answer is let’s see how this conversation plays out.”
Kate Bishop
Writing Piece:
Kate was simply itching to leave. She loved spending time in the coffee shop but some days were meant for more serious things. By serious she meant archery. Her eyes kept glancing to the clock on the wall, closing early crossed her mind multiple times, but she didn’t make a motion to move. She stayed behind the counter of the job she didn’t need. It was simply boredom that led her to purchasing the coffee shop. It was a tiny hole in the wall place that she helped turn upside down. She had her fill of money, but enough boredom to drive anyone mad. That’s what she kept telling herself. She owned the business, she could close at any time, but her stupid fathers voice was in her head telling her about being a business man. No matter how hard she tried Kate couldn’t get his voice out of her head. That to drove her mad. As the clocked ticked to 5, she rushed to the door to leave and lock it behind her and flew to her apartment a couple blocks away. Kate dropped down her bag once she arrived and grabbed her bow and a couple of arrows. She stood at her makeshift range and smiled as she held up her bow with an arrow lined up, “finally.” She breathed before letting the arrow fly.
Peter Parker
Writing Sample:
“Whoaa! Karen did you see that guy? Do you think that was the falcon? Ohmygod, did I just see the falcon?” Peter flipped through the air, releasing his web midswing to turn around and swing back toward the action. He had planned to follow Mr. Stark’s orders, stick to the little stuff, be a friendly neighborhood Spider Man, blah blah blah. How could he stay away from this, though? Spider Man crashing the Avengers’ fight? Instagram was going to freak out.
“Yes, Peter, that was Sam Wilson, aka, the Falcon. He is part of the Avengers Team.” Karen sounded like she was completely done with the teen, but he paid her no mind. If anything, Peter enjoyed her sassy side.
“That is so awesome,” Peter said for what must have the fiftieth time since getting close to the fight. “Karen, don’t tell Mr. Stark, but I’m gonna help out. Just with the, uh, little stuff. Catch a car flying toward civilians, maybe punch a robot pumpkin in the face, just small stuff.”
His spidey senses blared a warning just as one of said robot pumpkins exploded mid air while Peter swung past it, blowing him to the side and making him lose his grip on his web. With a laugh, he turned in the air, using the wave of energy from the explosion to make it to the nearest building and stick to the wall while he reoriented himself.
“Karen? Were you filming that?” He asked frantically. “PLEASE tell me you caught that on film.”
“I was filming, but it has been stored digitally. I do not currently have the ability to create film recordings. Shall I add it to your list of requested upgrades?”
“No! No, you know that’s not what I meant, Karen.” He shot a web out and pulled himself to the next building, using his momentum to swing onto the roof and survey the scene. “Keep rolling, though. I need some good updates for the gram!” His spidey sense blared again and Peter whipped around, just barely moving aside as Mjolnir streaked past him to return to Thor. Oh, yea, this was awesome.
“Here we go Karen! No matter what - keep filming!” He leapt from the building into the thick of the fight. “And don’t tell Mr. Stark!”
Karen didn’t bother pointing out that the Avengers would be able to see the teen’s bright red suit as soon as he entire the thick of things.
James ' Bucky ' Barnes
The fluttering of the tattered red cape is one that draws his attention, and it TURNS him from the task at hand. His eyes flick to the worn and dirty edge that whips around the stranger’s ankles in the bitter wind. Each snap of the fabric stings more than the chill of the air biting into his skin. They SAID there would be liars. That a fair-haired stranger would greet him as a FRIEND. They SAID he would lie. ❝ LIAR !! ❝ He said you would be here, he said not to listen to you, ❞ Yasha continued in English, eyes narrowing as he took in the stranger. ❝ I don’t know you, and you are NOT a friend !! ❞ The soldier stepped forward, once, twice as he tested the STABILITY of the ground beneath his feet. Though the train cars RATTLED along on their tracks, his shoes gripped the cold metal EFFORTLESSLY. And so he ran. The action was exaggerated by the RUSH of the ground beneath his feet, and the way the STRANGER was drawn forward with each passing second. The GLINT of blue off of the man’s fingertips has to be a REFLECTION off of the snow, or maybe… His heart lurched, his training FALTERED. There would be repercussion later. If he couldn’t do THIS. This simple task. THE TRAIN GOES. Yasha draws one of the knives from his vest, flips it between his fingers to change the grip. But he DOES remember him. The Soldier fights on. He ignores the ringing in his ears that only grows louder with every blow. He ignores the sting of every landed punch. THE TRAIN GOES. He was inconsequential, a potential cost of the REVOLUTION. Metal fingers dart forward and curl around the blond’s throat, holding fast with a relentless grip.
Avenger’s Academy Initiative
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A gift has been granted upon you, a chance to be a part of an amazing experiment. You have been deemed to be a remarkable young hero, be it from your brave demeanor to your brilliant mind. The world needs your help, you must be prepared to fight the battles we never could imagine, go against foes in which the likes you’ve never seen. You will be expected to attend class, train, study, learn and work together with both fellow students and staff all while learning to juggle parties, social life and childish teenage angst along the way. So, what do you say Avenger?
Welcome to Avenger’s Academy
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Avenger’s Academy Initiative
Apply • Guidelines • Master List 18+ Avengers Academy Discord Group
A gift has been granted upon you, a chance to be a part of an amazing experiment. You have been deemed to be a remarkable young hero, be it from your brave demeanor to your brilliant mind. The world needs your help, you must be prepared to fight the battles we never could imagine, go against foes in which the likes you’ve never seen. You will be expected to attend class, train, study, learn and work together with both fellow students and staff all while learning to juggle parties, social life and childish teenage angst along the way. So, what do you say Avenger?
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Tony Stark
Writing Piece:
Tony swallowed, the acrid burn of the alcohol in his throat providing him with a perverse kind of comfort. The burner phone sat on the work surface in front of him, three feet away as if it were a bomb, ready to explode at any second. Dangerous.
In some ways, it was. There was a certain kind of inevitability that applied to both the phone and an explosive. It was only a matter of time before the balance of sadness and anger swirling inside of his chest favoured sadness just a little too much, or he drank one bottle too many, and he would reach for the damn thing. He had already come close too many times; his shaking fingers curling around the horrifically outdated piece of technology. Sometimes, it was because he was drowning, completely lost or overwhelmed with a situation that he needed a team to take on. Other times, he just wanted to hear Steve’s voice.
He hadn’t expected to miss him so much.
For every time he had come close to calling him, Tony had just as many nights where he had almost crushed the damn thing. Thrown it into the ocean, burned it to ashes, broken it to pieces with his own hands. At least then, he thought, he could be done with it. Maybe then, he would stop turning his head on the battlefield and expecting to see a white, red and blue form running into danger, right by his side.
Tony even missed their screaming matches something that he had never expected to feel, but at least when they had been at each other’s throats, they had been together. He could make snarky comments, or scream if his heart desired. Steve angered him like no one else, he used to fill his chest with this fiery hot rage that burned so brightly he didn’t think it could ever be extinguished. He had been so wrong. Now, all he felt was a coldness, that sunk deep into his bones and settled there. Now, he was ashes.
Tony threw his head back and took another drink, his vision blurred. Fuck it. Tony would rather feel the heat and pain of a bomb going off than feel nothing. Reaching across the table, he snatched up the burned and hit the dial button before he could think clearly enough to change his mind. Raising it to his ear, he blurted the first thing that came to his mind.
“Fuck. You.”
Steve Rogers
Writing Piece: Steve rolls hid eyes. “No we don’t. I don’t gave an EpiPen if I have a reaction. Are you going to take the blame for killing Captain America? I cant go out like that. It’ll be awful. ” he shakes his head. Though there’s a large smile on his face. He can’t help it. Tony was a dork and honestly Steve was going to have to try the stupid thing. Steve however bites his lip to keep from laughing loudly. “No, its not apples you ass. Peaches. ” he admits gently with a shrug. “Apples are good too though. ” he says shaking his head. “I’m guessing strawberries are your favorite? ”
Steve doesn’t like how carefully placed Tony’s comment is. The brow quirked makes him feel…. Steve didn’t expect Tony to look so surprised over the comment. He didn’t like that one bit and any hope of every being anything with the man flies out the window quickly. For a man who flirted with everyone, it seemed maybe this wasn’t for him. Steve refuses to drop Tony’s gaze. He’s not ashamed of himself. Instead he raises his jaw a bit. “Because it isn’t ant of their business. There’s nothing there for them to want to get information on. ” He flushes before he looks away but remembers that tony doesn’t know he cant. So instead he presses on. “Why is it progressive ? there were gay people back when I wasn’t in the ice too. Fella, I’m not interested in a woman right now. ” he says hoping Tony could between the lines.
Avenger’s Academy Initiative
Apply • Guidelines • Master List 18+ Avengers Academy Discord Group
A gift has been granted upon you, a chance to be a part of an amazing experiment. You have been deemed to be a remarkable young hero, be it from your brave demeanor to your brilliant mind. The world needs your help, you must be prepared to fight the battles we never could imagine, go against foes in which the likes you’ve never seen. You will be expected to attend class, train, study, learn and work together with both fellow students and staff all while learning to juggle parties, social life and childish teenage angst along the way. So, what do you say Avenger?
Welcome to Avenger’s Academy