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fyi!! my computer pretty much crashed on me and i'm not gonna be able to rp at this time. i'm not sure when it'll be fixed, i may have to get a new one tbh which may mean a longer period of time i'm not here. but i'm not ded! jus without a laptop. though i have seen the post about the new main and i'm following it but i'm gonna leave this here for the admins / other members to know. thanks guys ! this situation sucks, but thanks guys !

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shuri:

No one was left in the royal bloodline to take over in Wakanda. No more heirs, no heiresses; T’Challa hadn’t left children nor a wife. NO MORE were the two protectors dedicated to Wakanda. No Black Panther, no White Wolf. She had utterly REFUSED to be married to earn her title. Instead, she chose to fight and though she had technically won, it didn’t matter much. Rather than an ancestral visit with her brother, she earned a spot in a place she read about a few times. A place she figured she might visit when she traveled more. When things settled. In a mere number of days, Wakanda was changed for both the better and the worse as they mourned their losses and began to rebuild what the people could. All of this was precisely why she sat staring at the waves as her brain calculated every which way she could find her way back to her people. No one seemed to know what or where WAKANDA was so when someone addressed her as part of the royal family, she turned to address them. SHE looked familiar but frankly, she couldn’t quite place a name so she nodded. “JUST me, of course.” She then recalled her, she had been there the day people began to disappear after the encounter. 

Shuri took hold of Natasha’s hand, shook firmly and then let go, “WE MET before, I think, but there was a lot happening.” She said, as though to signal she had already forgiven the exchange. At least, she thought she had. The name sounded familiar and she looked like someone who had arrived with the rest – what were they called ? Avengers. “You can call me Shuri, Ms. Romanoff. My condolences by the way.” 

natalia began to frown at her implication that they’d met before. she smiled, politely. “i’m afraid you’re mistaken,” she started, “we’ve never met. i would’ve remembered our encounter, but i don’t. and this is a memorable one. i’m pretty good with faces, i wouldn’t forget a face.” she almost gloated to her, but she finished with a playful smile as if to lighten the mood. but she was right: natalia doesn’t forget faces. she doesn’t forget names either, but she didn’t wanna know that. it was her job to remember names, faces, titles, governments. schedules. appointments. targets. she had to know and understand her target, probably understand them more than they understood themselves. in order to wrap them in her web and bite. natalia doesn’t forget faces, especially not shuri’s. one, she’s apart of the royal family. two, she’s the first person from wakanda she’s met, face to face. natalia knew how secretive wakanda was. she could understand having secrets, she had some too. and if she had met her outside of it, when their isolationist ideology was still intact, natalia would’ve remembered. a secret meeting, a conversation, something. but she had nothing. but what had happened ?

a dark cloud seemed to loom over their conversation, suddenly, and natalia could hear the change in her voice. see the change in her demeanor. she could almost feel the chill in the air. shuri seemed a little unsettled. a little uncomfortable, she studied. and with the next thing that came out of her mouth, she could see why. condolences? natalia didn’t need condolences. it was her parents that needed condolences, but that was over 70 years ago. she wouldn’t know about her parents. very few people did. so who died ? “what do you mean?” whatever this was, shuri took it seriously. so natalia would take it seriously.

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wanda maximoff‌:

Wanda watched them pass, some with memories, some with nothing. She envied them, the ones with nothing to tie them down, and yet she pitied them. Pushing her baseball cap down, she watched the palms sway in the breeze and just existed, letting it ruffle her hair. Closing her eyes, she breathed out, the sound of the island around her lulling her. The scrape of the chair across from her brought her attention to, and she reached out to their mind, to figure them out. 

“What do you want?”

ведьма. she thought, but then she immediately tried to quiet her thoughts. she remembered this one and her mind tricks, but she had a power much greater than that. untapped potential, natalia thought, that once she gained, she’d probably destroy them all. potentially dangerous to herself and others, she’d seen her work in lagos. too dangerous to be controlled. natalia didn’t like it, but moscow wanted more intel. good thing she didn’t have to bring her in. she gulped. natalia tried her best to clear her mind, as she approached her. coffee in one hand, pulling the chair back to take a seat across from her. “some company, if you don’t mind.” she smiled softly. she kept to herself for a moment, glancing away then back at the maximoff twin. “how are you enjoying maui? vacation, work, or...?” she took a sip of her drink.

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dean winchester‌:

Although Dean had been expecting to be the only one brought here, it didn’t surprise him that it wasn’t the case. What did confuse him, though, was the why behind it. Situations like this had happened to him before, he was too involved in them for them to not, and there was no way it didn’t have something to do with his old lifestyle. But what about the others? “How many people? Do you remember how you got here?” he asked, tilting his head, brow furrowed. “I’m sure you could chalk it up to that. But what about you, do you believe that?” Needless to say that Dean certainly didn’t.

eyes rolled to the sky, frowned a little bit, with a slight shake of her head, as she thought about it. “a few. probably more than liked to admit it. maybe the whole island, i don’t know.” she replied as she blinked, looking back down at him. “i’ve only been here for a day.” she shrugged. to his next question she remembered, she breathed a smile. “i flew.” she replied in an almost teasing tone. “i’m not confused, like everybody else. i paid for my plane ticket and flew by plane. simple as that. though it looks like i missed the party.” she remarked in a sarcastic tone. a smirk played on her lips, at the following question he asked. “of coarse not. i’m sure they all had a little too much to drink on the plane, jetlag, or a cruise, or whatnot.” she explained, confidently. “lighten up a little,”  natalia playfully added. “if the locals are worried, how do you think the tourists feel?”

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peter parker:

peter was pumped. the boy radiated energy on a bad day, but on a day like this he was practically jumping up and down on the spot. of course he remembered the terror he had felt on his last memory, how bad he didn’t wanna go. how truly and utterly scared he was. but it was different now, he was alive and running and he could still swing from buildings which was pretty cool, to be honest. and going out as spiderman hadn’t burned off the energy like he’d hoped, it had only increased his excitement. “you know what i reckon i’d be good at? parkour. you ever tried it? i haven’t, but my balance is fire so i reckon i’d be a pro. wanna try now?” 

natalia hadn’t even been standing there for five seconds, before he bombarded her with questions. she simply slipped the brochure into her pocket, and crossed her arms against her chest. waiting for him to finish. parkour? parkour was a training discipline, not a sport, but an activity using various movements to get from one point to the next. natalia would be lying if she said her moves on the field couldn’t be compared to parkour, even the slightest. but she remembered, youngsters ideas of parkour were youtube videos of anyone running around, climbing and jumping on things, believing it’s cool, to gain followers and views. believing anyone can do it, when idiots left and right, injure themselves attempting it. it didn’t surprise her this boy would attempt it too. parkour? natalia was a spy, she didn’t do parkour. she dangerouly lived it. “no. i’m not gonna do parkour with you.” she stated seriously, a slight shake of her head. “i’d suggest you don’t do it, if you’ve never tried. you could seriously injure yourself.”

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FAVORITE COMIC BOOK CHARACTER:      marvel, earth-616.      NATALIA ALIANOVNA ROMANOVA /  THE BLACK WIDOW.       “  this is what i am now.  & you’ll never know what i was before.  “

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shuri:

Shuri shivered slightly, fingers clasped her bare arms as she looked towards the ocean. The beach, if she heard correctly was safer than the PERILS OF THE WATER. Still, the sea was as beautiful as ever. She had been out of sorts lately which she blamed mostly on those that had brought the war onto her doorstep, causing Wakanda to become a battleground. Upon the realization that she wasn’t alone, she joked loud enough for the other to hear without her glancing their way, “YOU KNOW, I always thought Maui would be warm all year round. But, the closer I get to the water, the more chill the air has. I mean, who brings a sweater to the beach, right ?” Her accent shone through each word she spoke.

it came as a surprise to the russian spy to see shuri, princess of wakanda, in maui. even more of a surprise to see her without any security, bodyguards, or special forces. if an exceptional agent was assigned to her, they could’ve easily killed her right here, natalia could, and made her disappear in matter of seconds, because they were all alone. natalia preferred not to do that to the young woman. the princess hadn’t been in much of the spotlight, as she remembers, and nat would’ve liked to see her at the forefront. the russian felt like the princess was in her brother’s shadow too often, even though he was king. t’challa and the rest of the wakandan royal family were the few people natalia could respect. she’d never met them, a part of her hoped she never would because of her work, but it was still an honor to meet one member of the family. “what a pleasant surprise,” she chimed in as she approached with a warm smile, “maybe i should visit maui more often if the royal family’s gonna be here too.” she breathed. then chuckled. “it’s okay, there tends to be a breeze near beaches like this. it’s the chill of the ocean breeze, it’s no problem.” she held her hand out for a formal shake, used to the chill. “your highness. natasha. natasha romanoff. or is that too much?”

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dean winchester‌:

There was something in the woman’s expression, for just a fraction of a second, that Dean recognised. A defence mechanism, an instinctual response he saw all too much in his line of work. Old line of work. Yet she was so casual in her response afterwards that the ex-hunter thought that perhaps he’d imagined it. He wasn’t exactly at the top of his game right, now, as much as he would have hated to admit it. “Nothing personal,” he responded, cooly. “I’m writing an article on the island, thought I should get some input from other people here.” The lie formed all too easily on his lips, one that he had used before. It was a way to be taken more seriously, he’d come to find. “Notice anything weird going on? Any strange people lurkin’ around? Anything you wouldn’t consider normal?”

natalia arched a single brow. a reporter? she didn’t like the media particularly, things could become so misconstrued, and they could so easily blow her cover on tv. all they needed were a couple seconds of her face on film, ask the right questions, follow her around. she had to be careful with the media. but he didn’t have a cameraman, he just had questions. that would be easier to work with. he was attractive, she noticed, unheard of in his line of work. maybe he’d surprise her and have a bit of a bite like her. she had her own questions, but she’d let him ask his questions first. play the civilian now, ask questions later. “weird? i don’t know. if you’d consider people confused as to how they got here as weird, then yeah, that’s weird.” she gave him another causal look. “maybe you could chalk it up as too many beers and blackouts?”

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annie cresta:

(¸.• ♛ → The redhead was sitting on the sand, trying to just see the ocean and feel like in home, but in the  good way when everything was okay, when she wasn’t in the games and when she was safe, when she felt safe. But right now, here, even if this was peaceful, she couldn’t feel safe, right now her eyes were lost in the ocean, she was just in her own thoughts “This feels like home, in a way” She muttered, not realizing that someone was near her.

natalia sat back in the lounge chair, in her swimsuit--- a one piece suit, thanks to getting shot at. bye bye bikini season. a red bikini shawl covered her hips, partially, the same red color of her swimsuit, and her sunglasses protected her eyes from the sunlight. along with the umbrella off to the side. she casually glanced over to the girl, after her comment. “so you live by the ocean,” she deduced, facing forward again as she shifted her body under the shade. of coarse, she needed more than that to know if it’s true. “i prefer cold weather. there’s too much sunlight here, and not enough cover. prolonged amount of time under the sun, isn’t good for the skin.”

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hey guys!  i feel like i’ve been a little mia because it feels like it’s been a long weekend        for me. but i’m here for a couple hours, for now. so while i’m trying to play catch up, hi     hello new ppl !  i’ll be trying to get to things and msgs on both natalia and finnick. jus hmu    if ya wanna plot w/a spy or a sinner, ( if you liked the posts already, you can ignore this ) i’ll hit you up in the meantime!

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dean winchester:

It didn’t matter that Dean was used to this kind of situation, he was not pleased. He was supposed to be living a normal life now, god damn it, not being zapped into another unknown location by some unknown being. Probably an angel, those dicks. Once a hunter, always a hunter. Now, though, he was in ‘hunting mode’ for the first time in months. He needed to figure out how he got here, and more importantly if Lisa and Ben were safe. Shame he didn’t have a fake FBI badge on him, that woulda helped. He just never used them anymore. Why would he? “Hey,” he greeted, stopping the next person he saw, offering a smile. “Sorry, can I ask you a few questions? It’ll only be a minute.”

the first thing natalia noticed was this burly man approach her, and immediately she thought of how to incapacitate him. he was a big guy--- she’d taken down bigger. usually if someone touched her, she’d allow it, as the black widow was suppose to accommodate anyone simple enough to fall into her web. make them feel comfortable, at ease. find out what they want and play to that. it was what made a widow, besides combat and espionage: demeanor. but because he startled her, a man of his build, though did not touch her, she still felt defensive. her face wrinkled in confusion to his smile, until she heard the rest of his question. a smile graced her lips, naturally, and natalia spoke casually now. “that depends,” the words fell off her lips as she met his gaze, “what would you like to know?”

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oK this is NOT the same natasha ya’ll remember.  lets jus throw out your expectations, before   we start. ayoo !! i’m sessho,  and this my red head with the good hair,  and  face, and   lips, wow, with a very specific skill set. my russian babe, natasha romanoff! wanna hang    out with a spy?  then read below and LIKE this post if you wanna plot!

woah ! did you see that the island also brought [ PRIYANKA CHOPRA ] here ? oh no, that’s just [ NATALIA ROMANOVA / NATASHA ROMANOFF ] from the [ MARVEL ] universe. i have heard that they [ LOST ] their memories on their way here ! she is [ NINETY / THIRTY-FOUR ] years old and is known to be quite [ DECEPTIVE ] , fortunately them being [ RATIONAL ] makes up for that ! { SESSHO, CST, SHE/HER }  mention of nazis tw, sterilization tw

примечание / note:

she is comic ( earth 616 ) and mcu based.

natalia has lost her memories.

история / history:

natalia alianovna romanova is her real name.

natasha romanoff is just one of many aliases.

she was born in 1928, stalingrad, ussr ( now russia ) so she is 90 years old. she looks about 34 because of the serum.

nazis set the building natalia and her parents were living in, on fire. her mother threw her out the window to a russian soldier, in her effort to save her life. her parents were killed. and an infant natalia was left in the hands of ivan petrovich.

petrovich had taken her to the red room academy. under department x, natalia was raised in the black widow program. it was cold war program meant to train the deadliest female spy in the world. combat. espionage. brain-washing. biologically advanced. 28 orphan girls, and only one could be the first black widow. natalia excelled above all the rest and eventually became the black widow.

natalia had to be sterilized, as a final ceremony. something she still deeply regrets.

she believes herself to be a ballerina, which has been debated whether she was or not, but these too were artificial memories. the girls were trained in ballet as another way to make them unbreakable. ballet is not an easy style to learn. i’m going with this, because it makes her past more tragic. i mean she is a weapon forged by the russians.

she has a number of abilities, but most importantly i added that she was biochemically advanced ( in the comics ), as she received a variant of the the super soldier serum. explains her longevity and bodily condition.

natalia was a spy for many years even after the cold war, until she got on shield’s radar, and was given another choice.

черная вдова / black widow:

noW, here comes the fun part:

because natalia has lost her memories, she doesn’t remember anything after joining shield. she actually doesn’t remember joining shield in the first place LOL

ya’ll know what i’m gettin’ at??

so as far as natalia goes, she still believes she is a russian agent for moscow. she’s changed with the times to blend in, and is still an active spy and assassin for mother russia. still working as the black widow for the red room, which is still active.

her latest assignment, i’m thinking, are the avengers. gather information on them and report it back to moscow. idk, i thought this be kind of interesting??? so she might ‘think’ she followed an avenger or two to maui, and now she’s here to work her spy gig and get close to the avengers.

though that’ll be interesting if any kept their memories and know who she is. ;)

tho don’t expect her to play nice? if you’re not her superiors tbh, you are the enemy. she may appear friendly, but you can’t trust her. unless you earn her trust. nothing personal, just doing her job.

her american alias is still natasha romanoff, so she’ll still introduce herself as natasha. but her real name is natalia. jus gonna jack that from nick fury because i can’t think of an other cool names??? i suk.

the moment she feels compromised, she might attack your character, fyi. she’s a spy, what do you expect?

she legit doesn’t even remember clint ... but i really wanted to try playing with natalia the spy, rather than natasha the avenger. i thought it’d be hella fun!!

oh, also i’ll be using the name natalia when i write her, but speaking of herself, she will say natasha. i’m gonna use them interchangeably basically.

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hey guys! just a PSA, idk if the main got my msg, but i switched over my finnick blog to another url ( at the last minute, sorry ). so, if you’re following finnick, please UNFOLLOW @wcntasugcrcube and FOLLOW @oddirs ( sideblog )! i’m hoping to have my intros up tonight, cst !

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they keep telling me to put my weapon down, i’m not gonna do that.- tag drop!!!

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Natasha + Thighs of Death ™️

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natasha romanova - the black widow

“you’re not gonna put me in a prison. you’re not gonna put any of us in a prison. you know why?” “do enlighten us.” “because you need us. yes, the world is a vulnerable place, and yes, we helped make it that way. but we’re also the ones best qualified to defend it. so if you want to arrest me, arrest me. you’ll know where to find me.”

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Wolves and girls both have sharp teeth.