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Marty McFly (Back to the Future)
Mini-Bio: Marty was the friend of the time-traveller, Dr. Brown, and accompanied the doctor on his adventures through time in the town of Hill Valley while also getting into scraps with people who called him "chicken".
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Ronald "Ronnie" Raymond, aka Firestorm (DC, New Earth)
Mini-Bio: Ronnie Raymond was a nuclear-powered hero whose mind was fused with that of a scientist named Martin Stein during an accident, and then took to defending New York City under the identity of Firestorm.
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James Bond (Dynamite Entertainment, James Bond: VARGR)
Mini-Bio: A secret agent codenamed 007 who worked for MI6, James Bond fought against villainous characters from around the globe and also worked to avenge his fellow agent, 008.
vs.
Hundreds of Xenomorphs (Alien)
Mini-Bio: The Xenomorphs were bizarre, ravenous extra-terrestrials that could take traits from the species they incubated within the chests of.
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The story - "The Eleven's Leagues, Part One: The Arrival of the Xenomorphs"
The Eleven was an anomaly among the Time Lords of Gallifrey. Every incarnation of himself, all eleven of them, existed inside his head simultaneously, giving him an extreme multiple personality disorder. With each personality constantly bickering for control inside his brain, the Eleven was driven insane. He piloted his TARDIS, a shapeshifting, sentient time machine, through the time vortex at blistering speed.
Unlike his nemesis, the Doctor, the Eleven had no morals, and had a dastardly plan to spread fear throughout the cosmos.
In the small town of Hill Valley in 1885, Marty McFly, under the alias of Clint Eastwood, was about to duel Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen outside of a bar. Tension was thick in the air as the two enemies faced off and stared each other down from a distance. Marty did not want to shoot down Buford.
"I thought we could settle this like men." shouted Marty to Buford.
"You thought wrong, dude." replied Tannen.
Things looked bleak in that instant, but something extraordinary happened to disrupt events. A loud whirring noise was heard throughout the neighbourhood, and dust and debris were kicked up by a strong force all of a sudden. And Marty was gone.
"What the hell?" said Tannen, just as he was about to shoot McFly down. Buford's latest nemesis just disappeared right before his eyes.
Marty found himself in an unfamiliar room. It was blindingly bright, with the walls, the floor, everything being sheet white. A greying man with a grim smile on his face was standing above him.
A voice said, "Martin McFly, a fellow time traveller."
"What the hell is this, where am I, who are you?" Marty blurted out before pausing to catch his breath and get his bearings.
"You'll know soon enough." said the Eleven before pulling a lever on his TARDIS console.
In a hotel in Switzerland, James Bond sat alone on his room's bed. He had a bottle of rum in one hand, and his iconic Walther-PPK in the other. The secret agent took a large swig of rum. Maybe M was right? Maybe he did drink too much on missions? Bond laughed at the thought.
Suddenly, in the large space to the right of Bond's bed, a large grey cylinder with a door materialised. M was definitely right on second thoughts, but Bond was fairly certain that booze alone couldn't make someone hallucinate. Bond sat up, and pointed his gun at the door even though he was sure he was hallucinating or something. Before Bond could react, the door slid open. The Eleven grabbed Bond's gun, pulled the agent towards him, and knocked him down with a powerful left hook. Before Bond could leap to his feet, the Eleven fired the gun, but purposefully missed Bond's skull by a few inches.
"You're coming with me, sunshine." said the Eleven commandingly.
In the streets of Manhattan, Firestorm was smashing up gangsters. No supervillains were about, but the Nuclear Man had to fight crime wherever he found it. In the space of a minute, all of the gangsters were in an unconscious heap.
"Nice job at holding back there." congratulated Martin Stein within Ronnie's head.
"Thanks. I thought we were built to take on worse than street thugs, though." replied Ronnie.
The superhero was about to head off to some place else, until he heard the "VWORP! VWORP!" sound of the Eleven's TARDIS. Firestorm moved to investigate the sudden appearance of a grey cylinder in the road.
Upon entering, Firestorm saw the Eleven, James Bond and Marty McFly in this machine which was somehow bigger on the inside. McFly and Bond were a little surprised by the appearance of a man with the top of his head on fire, but weren't too shocked considering everything else that had happened.
"It's Firestorm, isn't it? Nice to see someone who knows all about having real voices in their head at all times." said the Eleven. When he next spoke, the Eleven's voice was drastically different; noticeably deeper and more menacing in tone. This was a sign that another personality was in control. He turned to his passengers. "You're all my employees now."
"I think introductions are in order now." said Firestorm.
"Of course! I'm the Eleven. Yes, I am an alien, and yes, this is my bigger-on-the-inside-than-the-outside time ship, but believe me when I say that I am benevolent." As the Eleven explained in a significantly lighter tone than the one he used beforehand, Marty looked confused by his choice of words. "I'm one of the good guys, basically. I need all of you to go on a mission for me."
"Why did you have to sucker punch me before you told me this, though?" asked Bond.
"I knew that you would be the least likely to cooperate, Mr. Bond. So, yeah, there's this planet thousands of light years away. It's crawling with acid-spitting, genetically engineered aliens that arrived there to destroy the native population. It houses a machine split into three parts that when put together form a device that can remove all of the aliens and save the remaining people. You're all going to have to work together to escort one part of the machine along a rail for half a mile in an abandoned desert spaceport." exposited the Eleven.
"This is heavy," exclaimed Marty, "but why can't you make this ship of yours just appear around this machine you're after?"
"Because the area where the machine was built is protected by a chronon barrier. I can't materialise my TARDIS around the machine. I'll need you all to protect it from the aliens as the machine moves along the track." said the Eleven.
An hour later, all of the team members except for Firestorm were fitted with parachutes. The TARDIS was hovering a mile above the spaceport, just outside of the area it could not enter.
"Good luck." said the Eleven, before pressing a few buttons to make the TARDIS flip horizontally, throwing Bond and Marty out of the machine. Firestorm nodded at the Eleven before diving out as well. Upon landing, Firestorm searched around for the device. He was told by the Eleven to input a specific code to get the device moving. And it did move, but at a snail's pace. Okay, maybe a bit faster than that. Ronnie was also told that if he attempted to force the device to move faster, something bad would happen. As expected, the Xenomorphs sensed the team's arrival, and began swarming over to their location.
Marty drew the revolver he never really planned to use against Buford Tannen, Bond drew his Walther-PPK, and Firestorm's hands started glowing. They were all ready to rumble.
electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/450/james-bond
electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/3153/marty-mcfly
electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/3917/firestorm
electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/104/xenomorphs
Mini-Bio: Marty was the friend of the time-traveller, Dr. Brown, and accompanied the doctor on his adventures through time in the town of Hill Valley while also getting into scraps with people who called him "chicken".
&
Ronald "Ronnie" Raymond, aka Firestorm (DC, New Earth)
Mini-Bio: Ronnie Raymond was a nuclear-powered hero whose mind was fused with that of a scientist named Martin Stein during an accident, and then took to defending New York City under the identity of Firestorm.
&
James Bond (Dynamite Entertainment, James Bond: VARGR)
Mini-Bio: A secret agent codenamed 007 who worked for MI6, James Bond fought against villainous characters from around the globe and also worked to avenge his fellow agent, 008.
vs.
Hundreds of Xenomorphs (Alien)
Mini-Bio: The Xenomorphs were bizarre, ravenous extra-terrestrials that could take traits from the species they incubated within the chests of.
-----------------------------------------------
The story - "The Eleven's Leagues, Part One: The Arrival of the Xenomorphs"
The Eleven was an anomaly among the Time Lords of Gallifrey. Every incarnation of himself, all eleven of them, existed inside his head simultaneously, giving him an extreme multiple personality disorder. With each personality constantly bickering for control inside his brain, the Eleven was driven insane. He piloted his TARDIS, a shapeshifting, sentient time machine, through the time vortex at blistering speed.
Unlike his nemesis, the Doctor, the Eleven had no morals, and had a dastardly plan to spread fear throughout the cosmos.
In the small town of Hill Valley in 1885, Marty McFly, under the alias of Clint Eastwood, was about to duel Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen outside of a bar. Tension was thick in the air as the two enemies faced off and stared each other down from a distance. Marty did not want to shoot down Buford.
"I thought we could settle this like men." shouted Marty to Buford.
"You thought wrong, dude." replied Tannen.
Things looked bleak in that instant, but something extraordinary happened to disrupt events. A loud whirring noise was heard throughout the neighbourhood, and dust and debris were kicked up by a strong force all of a sudden. And Marty was gone.
"What the hell?" said Tannen, just as he was about to shoot McFly down. Buford's latest nemesis just disappeared right before his eyes.
Marty found himself in an unfamiliar room. It was blindingly bright, with the walls, the floor, everything being sheet white. A greying man with a grim smile on his face was standing above him.
A voice said, "Martin McFly, a fellow time traveller."
"What the hell is this, where am I, who are you?" Marty blurted out before pausing to catch his breath and get his bearings.
"You'll know soon enough." said the Eleven before pulling a lever on his TARDIS console.
In a hotel in Switzerland, James Bond sat alone on his room's bed. He had a bottle of rum in one hand, and his iconic Walther-PPK in the other. The secret agent took a large swig of rum. Maybe M was right? Maybe he did drink too much on missions? Bond laughed at the thought.
Suddenly, in the large space to the right of Bond's bed, a large grey cylinder with a door materialised. M was definitely right on second thoughts, but Bond was fairly certain that booze alone couldn't make someone hallucinate. Bond sat up, and pointed his gun at the door even though he was sure he was hallucinating or something. Before Bond could react, the door slid open. The Eleven grabbed Bond's gun, pulled the agent towards him, and knocked him down with a powerful left hook. Before Bond could leap to his feet, the Eleven fired the gun, but purposefully missed Bond's skull by a few inches.
"You're coming with me, sunshine." said the Eleven commandingly.
In the streets of Manhattan, Firestorm was smashing up gangsters. No supervillains were about, but the Nuclear Man had to fight crime wherever he found it. In the space of a minute, all of the gangsters were in an unconscious heap.
"Nice job at holding back there." congratulated Martin Stein within Ronnie's head.
"Thanks. I thought we were built to take on worse than street thugs, though." replied Ronnie.
The superhero was about to head off to some place else, until he heard the "VWORP! VWORP!" sound of the Eleven's TARDIS. Firestorm moved to investigate the sudden appearance of a grey cylinder in the road.
Upon entering, Firestorm saw the Eleven, James Bond and Marty McFly in this machine which was somehow bigger on the inside. McFly and Bond were a little surprised by the appearance of a man with the top of his head on fire, but weren't too shocked considering everything else that had happened.
"It's Firestorm, isn't it? Nice to see someone who knows all about having real voices in their head at all times." said the Eleven. When he next spoke, the Eleven's voice was drastically different; noticeably deeper and more menacing in tone. This was a sign that another personality was in control. He turned to his passengers. "You're all my employees now."
"I think introductions are in order now." said Firestorm.
"Of course! I'm the Eleven. Yes, I am an alien, and yes, this is my bigger-on-the-inside-than-the-outside time ship, but believe me when I say that I am benevolent." As the Eleven explained in a significantly lighter tone than the one he used beforehand, Marty looked confused by his choice of words. "I'm one of the good guys, basically. I need all of you to go on a mission for me."
"Why did you have to sucker punch me before you told me this, though?" asked Bond.
"I knew that you would be the least likely to cooperate, Mr. Bond. So, yeah, there's this planet thousands of light years away. It's crawling with acid-spitting, genetically engineered aliens that arrived there to destroy the native population. It houses a machine split into three parts that when put together form a device that can remove all of the aliens and save the remaining people. You're all going to have to work together to escort one part of the machine along a rail for half a mile in an abandoned desert spaceport." exposited the Eleven.
"This is heavy," exclaimed Marty, "but why can't you make this ship of yours just appear around this machine you're after?"
"Because the area where the machine was built is protected by a chronon barrier. I can't materialise my TARDIS around the machine. I'll need you all to protect it from the aliens as the machine moves along the track." said the Eleven.
An hour later, all of the team members except for Firestorm were fitted with parachutes. The TARDIS was hovering a mile above the spaceport, just outside of the area it could not enter.
"Good luck." said the Eleven, before pressing a few buttons to make the TARDIS flip horizontally, throwing Bond and Marty out of the machine. Firestorm nodded at the Eleven before diving out as well. Upon landing, Firestorm searched around for the device. He was told by the Eleven to input a specific code to get the device moving. And it did move, but at a snail's pace. Okay, maybe a bit faster than that. Ronnie was also told that if he attempted to force the device to move faster, something bad would happen. As expected, the Xenomorphs sensed the team's arrival, and began swarming over to their location.
Marty drew the revolver he never really planned to use against Buford Tannen, Bond drew his Walther-PPK, and Firestorm's hands started glowing. They were all ready to rumble.
electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/450/james-bond
electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/3153/marty-mcfly
electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/3917/firestorm
electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/104/xenomorphs
