Welcome to the Midnight Mission

⋆☾⋆ Roleplay blog for Moon Knight/Marc Spector of Marvel comics. Following the current MacKay run (currently at Fist of Khonshu / will switch to Moon Knight (2026) when published).

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For clarity, alters' internal dialogue will be formatted as such:

Jake: "Insert words here" Steven: "Insert words here" Marc: "Insert words here"

Whichever alter is fronting at the moment will just have inner dialogue in italics, with their regular dialogue being in bold.

APPLICATION | RULES | STATS

He moves first, peering over the corner. Thankfully, the hallway looks deserted. No signs of traps or any spots for ambushes as far as he could tell. It might be paranoid of him to do this on every corner they cross but in this place it pays to be a little overly cautious.

Okay, maybe more than a little.

"All clear." Still, he keeps a tight hold on his weapon as he moves slowly, listening in on the Inn's sounds. He can hear a scuffle somewhere far ahead that they probably should streer clear from, but no signs of their doubles so far. Moon Knight looks over his shoulder at his current companion.

Moon Knight's double is Marc Spector from back in his mercenary days, specifically right before his death and resurrection by Khonshu. He's armed and very skilled in hand-to-hand combat, but doesn't have any special abilities

He is out to kill his double and will try to eliminate anyone who tries to interfere, but won't pick a fight if you stay out of his way

Though his standards on what counts as 'interfering' may be somewhat unreasonable

Somewhere in the back of his head he is still aware that he's in the wrong and needs to do better (as he reached that realization right before his death), but that part would be hard to reach with the Warden's influence in the way

Moon Knight doesn't really want to kill him either, but he will if there's no other way out; which is likely to happen

Not all requests that come to Midnight Mission are of a life-saving and/or life-threatening variety. Sometimes a request is simple: help an old woman with her clogged sink, find a missing toy left at a playground during the day or help with a homework assignment (though that one used to fall to 8-Ball, as the only person in their group with a PhD). All requests are accepted, all are treated as equally important.

Even this one. Moon Knight holds the kid's hand as they step on the ice, keeping them steady.

"Follow my lead. It's not that hard once you get the hang of it." The child nods, clinging to him tightly. He pulls them along, helping them get their footing before letting go. To the kid's credit, they manage to skate in a straight line without any issues... for about two seconds before they panic and grab onto the nearest person - not Moon Knight, but an unfamiliar woman skating past them.

"Ah, sorry. Looks like we need more practice."

Give my muse an item and see how they react!

He's holding it. "A classic one, isn't it? I usually stick to something like C-4 or dynamite. Less hassle that way, and much more predictable on when it will blow up."

Give my muse an item and see how they react!

Give my muse an item and see how they react!

"Ah, I've seen those around," He holds the lamp, expression not showing much throught the mask. "Thought it might be too... on the nose to add one to the office, but since it's a gift to the Mission, I'll accept it. Thank you."