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Victor Mancha [userpic]

[OOC] Basic Timeline

March 15th, 2007 (02:17 am)
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Playing a Marvel character is always a wee bit tricky continuity-wise. Fortunately for me, Vic's pretty new; I don't have to keep track of retcons and all that jazz. Also, BKV is generally awesome about not doing stuff that would require a retcon. I &heart; my author. Even if he did kill one of the best characters in the series.

Note: this is an extremely simplified outline of events. Also, spoilers for Runaways Volume 2. I will finish the timeline as I reread more of his canon.

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Victor Mancha [userpic]

[IC] Beginning

March 14th, 2007 (10:35 pm)

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This is a physical impossibility, says something inside him. To be unable to remember anything except the greenery around him and the thin ring of water clinging to his ankles. It grates against something internal. He watches his own hands first, feeling the click of joints moving for what might as well be the first time, then slowly remembers that he has other appendages.

Trees -- they're called trees, right? -- strong trunks of bark that feels rough against his synthetic skin. There's the swish of his feet in the grass. Other noises as well, warbles and chirps and language, all distant and incoherent. If no obstacles directly ahead, then walk forward, repeat; else stop, examine. Footstep by footstep, the robot advances with his face blank. A robot with no memories is just a machine.

Eventually, he's forced to stop. There's a building here, wooden, perhaps made out of the same material as the wood itself. He touches synthetic fingers to the doorway and probes. It's not locked, or closed, or maybe he opened it already without remembering that he did, and inside --

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-- Madre de Dios, where is he?

Victor Mancha blinks gold-green eyes, his mouth slightly ajar at the unfamiliar setting. If he didn't know better, he could almost say that he's in one of the long-forgotten rooms of the Hostel, maybe tucked behind one of the Pride's old doomsday devices. But not even a group of super-intelligent supervillains could build a forest underground, right? Totally not their style.

"Molly?" He twists in place, craning his neck to stare at everything he can. "Nico? Anybody?" He's not getting a reply--not from the people he's calling for, anyway. He's not alone by a long shot, but half of ones he can see seem terribly indistinct, and the rest he doesn't recognize at all. Oddly, though, he doesn't feel the urge to panic. The sensation's there, definitely, but there's something about the place that's soothing. Very, very soothing.

For now, he finds himself a seat. Surely this can't get any more confusing.

Victor Mancha [userpic]

[OOC] Application/Info

March 14th, 2007 (09:35 pm)
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Very brief application + info under the cut.Collapse )

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