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Attention!

Just because some people are having fun doing some roleplaying, does not mean that that is an open invite to harass the Role players and ask them to kill themselves. If you don't want to see it, block the tag or blog! No one forces you to see the content! The one/two people who send me these asks are blocked now and I will do so again, but save us both the trouble and just block me first instead of spreading hate!

Also, don't harass our minors! These kids are here for the fun, not for online hate!

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Reblog if you're okay with people coming into your dms or ask box with storylines and rp ideas!

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//raggehhekekwkdbidhe wih the accounts I run and stuff don’t feel important and I want to get rid of them because of that but my Sense Of Duty forbids it and I know it’s just because I don’t post a lot on them but I don’t know what I’m supposed to post because I don’t want to adopt people or whatever on like any of them and even if I did I don’t want to like set up a whole thing for no reason (all that energy is reserved for the Hunger Games and runs out pretty quickly after those for a while) and I don’t know what to doooooo:(

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Mira immediately felt it pierce her skin and started feeling the effects soon after, though she kept trying to fight back. Now her movements were slowed, though. And she felt weight to her limbs that she shouldn’t have felt. Eventually collapsing when her legs crumbled underneath herself. Her eyes were still open when she felt the second shot get injected into her arm. A single tear slipped out from her eye as she finally started to see darkness at the edge of her vision. At least she’d be asleep while the painful change happened to her body.

*Slowly waking up* “…what? Where is.. where am I? What’s going on?”

— @mira-of-marvel

Welcome. An automated voice answered her from somewhere in the room, maybe everywhere. Surround sound or something like it. This is the laboratory of Doctor Artemia Stár, and of course by extension HYDRA. You have been selected as a subject. You will be glad to know that whatever you may suffer here is helping the search for something greater than yourself. Please remain calm. The doctor will be to your cell shortly. The ‘cell’ was more like a completely blank enclosure. One wall was glass, showing into a blank white hallway. The entire room was white, almost blindingly. There was a bench from the wall with a single stiff pillow that might have been there to act as a bed.

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Mira stood immediately, her past training kicking in when she saw the silver point. She moved forward quickly and ducked, trying to sweep Artemia’s legs out from under her with her own leg, as she swung it close to the ground in a wide arc.

*Slowly waking up* “…what? Where is.. where am I? What’s going on?”

— @mira-of-marvel

Welcome. An automated voice answered her from somewhere in the room, maybe everywhere. Surround sound or something like it. This is the laboratory of Doctor Artemia Stár, and of course by extension HYDRA. You have been selected as a subject. You will be glad to know that whatever you may suffer here is helping the search for something greater than yourself. Please remain calm. The doctor will be to your cell shortly. The ‘cell’ was more like a completely blank enclosure. One wall was glass, showing into a blank white hallway. The entire room was white, almost blindingly. There was a bench from the wall with a single stiff pillow that might have been there to act as a bed.

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”Yes, what the hell do you mean i’ve been doing missions? And how the hell are you going to mind control me with just a couple of needles? And actually, how about skip that super serum step? Because from what I’ve heard it’s pretty painful,” she said, almost hysterically. Mira was terrified about what was to come. Hydra controlling all her actions and what went on inside her head? No thank you. Some horrible serums to mess with her brain? Also not good. What was going on, and why couldn’t she just wake up in her bed and assume it was all a dream.

*Slowly waking up* “…what? Where is.. where am I? What’s going on?”

— @mira-of-marvel

Welcome. An automated voice answered her from somewhere in the room, maybe everywhere. Surround sound or something like it. This is the laboratory of Doctor Artemia Stár, and of course by extension HYDRA. You have been selected as a subject. You will be glad to know that whatever you may suffer here is helping the search for something greater than yourself. Please remain calm. The doctor will be to your cell shortly. The ‘cell’ was more like a completely blank enclosure. One wall was glass, showing into a blank white hallway. The entire room was white, almost blindingly. There was a bench from the wall with a single stiff pillow that might have been there to act as a bed.

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Mira had backed herself into a corner away from the glass wall, head buried in her knees curled into a ball. She heard approaching footsteps and tensed, her head shooting upwards.

*Slowly waking up* “…what? Where is.. where am I? What’s going on?”

— @mira-of-marvel

Welcome. An automated voice answered her from somewhere in the room, maybe everywhere. Surround sound or something like it. This is the laboratory of Doctor Artemia Stár, and of course by extension HYDRA. You have been selected as a subject. You will be glad to know that whatever you may suffer here is helping the search for something greater than yourself. Please remain calm. The doctor will be to your cell shortly. The ‘cell’ was more like a completely blank enclosure. One wall was glass, showing into a blank white hallway. The entire room was white, almost blindingly. There was a bench from the wall with a single stiff pillow that might have been there to act as a bed.

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The painfully white walls seemed to be closing in on her. What was happening? She couldn’t be back. There was no way. She should be out. She had been saved. Mira tried to stand but found her legs still numb from whatever had been put in her system to knock her out. What was the last thing she remembered? And could she get out of here herself… she didn’t remember an Artemia scientist from last time. Then again, she prefer end not to remember anything from last time. And she had been desperately hoping that there wouldn’t be a ‘next time’ but apparently that hadn’t been enough.

*Slowly waking up* “…what? Where is.. where am I? What’s going on?”

— @mira-of-marvel

Welcome. An automated voice answered her from somewhere in the room, maybe everywhere. Surround sound or something like it. This is the laboratory of Doctor Artemia Stár, and of course by extension HYDRA. You have been selected as a subject. You will be glad to know that whatever you may suffer here is helping the search for something greater than yourself. Please remain calm. The doctor will be to your cell shortly. The ‘cell’ was more like a completely blank enclosure. One wall was glass, showing into a blank white hallway. The entire room was white, almost blindingly. There was a bench from the wall with a single stiff pillow that might have been there to act as a bed.

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REBLOG THIS IF YOU'RE A MARVEL ROLEPLAY BLOG

This includes Multimuses with Marvel characters! Personal blogs please do not share, this is for roleplay specific blog please and thank you!

Ideally please put muse names and sources (IE. Steve Rogers/616/headcanon) in the tags to help people find characters they want to interact with when looking through the reblogs! OCs welcome to reblog - just specify 'OC' in the tags, maybe something along the lines of 'shield agent', 'Guardian of the Galaxy', 'Mutant', etc. if you'd like to add additional info!

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oh— no of course not, that’s not what I meant it just that I would assume dating isn’t on the priority list after everything

hi I’m so sorry to bother you but I heard you were a nurse? And I um, need help with something.

— @mira-of-marvel

I am a nurse!

How may I help you Miss?

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hm. Even if she was hypothetically correct I’m sure after literally seventy years of brainwashing that girls—or boys—aren’t the first things he’ll be interested in whatsoever

hi I’m so sorry to bother you but I heard you were a nurse? And I um, need help with something.

— @mira-of-marvel

I am a nurse!

How may I help you Miss?

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Ah. I do remember her. She never got any confirmation about… anything. Though

hi I’m so sorry to bother you but I heard you were a nurse? And I um, need help with something.

— @mira-of-marvel

I am a nurse!

How may I help you Miss?

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Wait who is that?

hi I’m so sorry to bother you but I heard you were a nurse? And I um, need help with something.

— @mira-of-marvel

I am a nurse!

How may I help you Miss?

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*blinks* um—what?

hi I’m so sorry to bother you but I heard you were a nurse? And I um, need help with something.

— @mira-of-marvel

I am a nurse!

How may I help you Miss?

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thank you, Nurse Barnes

hi I’m so sorry to bother you but I heard you were a nurse? And I um, need help with something.

— @mira-of-marvel

I am a nurse!

How may I help you Miss?

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…I think i’ll leave the messing with people for the sake of messing with people to you, Steve

oh Steve, I didn’t really think you would be on here. I thought you were “bad with technology” that’s what Sam told me, but I’m assuming different universes

— @mira-of-marvel

Probably a different universe. Though I have faked incompetence for comedic value

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I guess

I just don’t have answers, even if you did, I told you what I know already. Woke up, had a wound and no trace of any reason why, and it stings for some reason.

hi I’m so sorry to bother you but I heard you were a nurse? And I um, need help with something.

— @mira-of-marvel

I am a nurse!

How may I help you Miss?