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Felicia Hardy aka The Black Cat ([personal profile] catsclaws) wrote in [community profile] peacockstop 2024-06-19 05:59 pm (UTC)

Felicia Hardy (Black Cat) | Marvel 616 | new player

i. Beachfront (OTA Gen)

Felicia has woken up in strange places before (... don't ask), and she's waken up in expensive places before, but usually she has some idea of how she ended up there. Maybe she was fighting a magical asshole who transported her somewhere, or maybe she was on vacation in Madripoor and had a little too much champagne, but she has no idea how she got to this casino. Not to mention, if there was a casino this big a luxurious in her world, she most certainly would have stolen from it already.

With not enough information to go on, she set out from the small room with the intent to explore, lack of proper clothing be damned. Luckily, she was granted a swimsuit at the beach (arguibly the robe she arrived in was less revealing), and even managed to find herself a snack.

That's when the seagulls swarmed in. As one burly lifeguard lunges toward her, Felicia delivers a swift kick across his feathery face while holding her beach snack in her right hand.

"You're not taking MY churro, birdbrain!" Touch her food and DIE!

But with more and more seagull men surrounding her, she could use a little help.

ii. Across the night sky - Seaberry Floradora (OTA potential smut--probable clinging--check journal for info)

This place isn't turning out to be as relaxing as Felicia thought it might be. There's a lot of craziness happening, the fish are half human, and they play some super weird beach games during the day. At least things feel calmer at night.

When she sat down on the sand with a drink, just close enough to the water's edge to get her toes wet, Felicia began to wonder more about this place. Maybe she's just stuck on some weird island where the guests have been forced to play a game. Wouldn't be the first time, except this time there's no Logan for her to team up with and she's not being hunted (in the traditional way).

It's when she looks up at the night sky that she realizes the gravity of her situation. "That's.. not right.." What is that? Another star system? Is she in another galaxy? Or did she somehow end up in another universe? Felicia feels like she would've noticed if the multi-verse broke again. Having sipped up half of her beverage, staring at the foreign sky suddenly brings on a feeling of smallness and isolation.

With her knees tented, the platinum blonde woman lets out a soft sob and hides her face against her arms, which are folded atop her knees. Dammit, she shouldn't have let that out. She's not some damsel, even if she looks like she's ripe for the cover of a romance novel wearing that bikini and sitting on the beach in the light of the moon.

iii. Wildcard!

[ ooc: Open to any other scenarios in the TDM or random encounters. Will match format/style for any tags. ]

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