#open roleplay

(Captain Hydra au)

Steve tapped a few buttons on the computer, trying to get information to send. "Information is coming through." He mumbles into his earpiece before stepping back, turning around, startling slightly when he sees the person standing in the doorway, he hadn't heard them walk in.

"Well... this is awkward." Steve glances down at his uniform, not his usually one, no... on it bold and in the front was the Hydra symbol. He tightens his grip around his shield, black with the Hydra symbol scrawled onto the front of it.

Bucky’s not entirely sure what happened. He had snuck down to Tony’s lab. He finds it comforting there. As he was looking over Tony’s latest works, he stumbled and after a flash of light, woke up on the floor. Except… he wasn’t alone.

[feel free to join as a hydra agent coming to make val's life worse, someone undercover trying to recuse her, or a secret third thing!!] [cw this one plays pretty heavily on val dehumanisation and kinda her relationship to her handler cause i saw whump prompts and now I feel like it :)]

It wasn't entirely unusual for an asset to be leant out to a non-Hydra client. Never someone Hydra hadn't thoroughly vetted, of course, to make sure their ideals and goals aligned, but still. Someone outside the organisation nonetheless.

Valerie stood next to her Handler, silent, still. She barely registered that the conversation was about her, laying out terms, rules. She knew it, in some distant way, but it didn't really register. She had no say in what happened to her, after all. She would return to Hydra - to her Handler - no matter the mission. She didn't need to listen. She didn't get a say. She It was only a tool for Hydra anyway.

(De-aged by magic, enjoy child Edward!)

Edward wanders through the building, something had happened, he'd passed out and woken up different, having been hit by some strange magic that had changed him back into a child.

(normal modern au, teen Carlos, Hydra doesn't exist)

A young Carlos runs down the beach, laughing happily. It's spring break and he's happy to get away from everything for a bit, his life isn't exactly stable. His parents are divorced, and it's messy with custody.

"Come on!" He calls out as he stops by the ocean, taking a deep breath and just taking it all in. It was nice to get away from the city, his time is spent split between New York and London.

bio 1:

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bio 2:

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Pre-Redemption: Norman is in prison and still the Green Goblin. This scenario takes place about three years ago.

Prison isn’t unfamiliar territory for him. After his latest altercation with Spider-Man, it’s only a matter of time before he makes bail. Whether it's a high-security facility or a low-security one, it doesn't matter; Norman knows he has to wait for his lawyers to do their jobs. He'll soon be back at Oscorp, where he can lie low and feign remorse for a month or two.

Just a couple of hours have passed since he arrived, and the guards have already made him change into one of those tacky orange jumpsuits. He’s lounging on the prison bed, reading a newspaper in his high-security cell. He doesn’t look up when he notices someone has arrived—there’s always a visitor when he’s alone.

Norman smirks, revealing his trademark evil grin. “Oh, it’s you? I can’t say I’m surprised. Let me guess, you need my help. Isn’t that ironic? Well, make your request: information, scientific knowledge—what is it? You’re making a deal with the devil; this is going to be fun.”