OOC Information: Name: Kat
Age: 18
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The child squealed happily as he toddled across the living room, a shiny, bright red headpiece clutched in his fist.
[Thomas Simon, I suggest you come back here with your mother's headpiece this instant.
] Vision supposed that Tommy either didn't hear him, or he just didn't care. Knowing his older son's personality, it was most likely the latter. With Tommy completely content to wander around the living room, happy with his perceived triumph, Vision turned his attention his younger son, who was spinning around in circles, a giant, yellow cape draped over his head, covering his body. Vision removed the cape, draping it on the arm of a nearby chair. Billy, though, continued spinning until he fell flat on his bottom. His face scrunched up and he held his arms out, waiting for his father to pick him up. Vision complied, scooping the boy up in his arms.
Wanda had only left the house fifteen minutes ago, but in that short amount of time, the boys figured out how to escape from their playpen and get into the box that contained the costumes.
[Perhaps we should locate your brother, yes?
]He could hear Tommy giggling from behind the couch, so obviously confident that he wouldn't be found. Smiling softly, Vision slowly moved towards the couch. It was a game, one that the adults often found themselves playing. Tommy would hide - usually somewhere fairly obvious - and the present adult would pretend not to notice him, instead searching for him as if he had the greatest hiding place in the world.
[Do you know where Tommy went, Billy?
]The child in his arms looked up at him, frowning, his brow crinkling, as if to say he didn't even care where his brother had wandered off to. Sensing Billy's lack of interest, Vision set him gently on the couch before peeking over the back.
[Found you.
]Tommy looked up and, with a shriek, tried to run away, but Vision was already lifting him over the couch.
[You know better than to play with mommy's costume, Thomas,
] Vision scolded gently, taking the red headpiece out of the toddler's hands. He set it next to him on the couch before pulling both boys into his lap.
[I do believe that it is time for your nap.
]At the mention of naps, Tommy (who had previously been trying to grab the headpiece, yelling, "Mine! Mine!") began to wiggle around, desperate to get out of his father's grasp, while Billy watched him curiously. Vision stood up, and Tommy's escape attempt became more frantic. He twisted around, trying to scramble over Vision's shoulders.
"No! Nonononononononononononononononononononono."
[Yes. Nap time.
]Tommy stopped struggling, slumping over so he was draped across his father's shoulder, but he continued to whine, making sure
everyone knew he was unhappy.
Unfazed by his eldest son's melancholy, Vision continued up the stairs and into the twins' bedroom. He made sure they were secure in their cribs and left the room silently, as both boys - despite Tommy's earlier protests - were drifting off to sleep.
Roleplay Sample - Journal: [The video feed begins with a man with red skin and deep black eyes with a faint yellow glow staring intently and curiously at the camera. It was not hard to learn how to work it. The technology behind it is quite basic, less advanced than Tony's system at Avengers Mansion, and far less advanced than even his own system.][This is the Vision, former member of the Avengers. Please, if there is anyone that comes across my broadcast, any information you may have would be greatly appreciated.
][He doesn't recognize his surroundings. It doesn't look like any of the previous holding cells he had been held in by the government. He knows he must be a captive, due to the collar positioned around his neck. All attempts to remove it have proved futile. It is strange that a cell would offer a personal communication device, however. Perhaps it was an error on the part of his captors. He doesn't know how he got here and that is possibly the most concerning aspect. If he is here, where is Wanda? Where are the boys? Are they safe? Are they hurt? But before he can even begin thinking of locating them, he has to analyze his situation, learn his own location. His mind begins thinking of possible scenarios, possibles reasons for this, and possible ways to get a message out to the largest audience possible.][I appear to be in a holding cell of some sort. I know nothing of the group who has captured me or what they want. I have little detail of my current situation nor am I aware of my location. Again, I would be extremely grateful for any information you may have.
]
This game includes horrible mental and physical torture of your character. After reading the rules/faq for clarification, how do you expect your character to handle this and continue to function?He's been subjected to treatment like this before and he knows what it's like to not control his own body. He can take a lot that's thrown at him. The only thing that might break him is losing his family.
Other:
So... Vizh is a super human robot, practically a walking computer, so would only his super human abilities be shirked, or would his memory files and ability to tap into computer systems go away too? Also, the bolded, yellow brackets (
[ ]) indicate his speech. In the comics, his speech bubbles are yellow and square, so I thought that it would be fun to use it while RPing
.
