Super Heroes RPG--Restart, Re-doing the RPG (ONLY RPG!)

[Rogue]

(The first one was a flop...so let's take it from the top!)
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*Young woman in her early twenties, wearing her father's leather jacket (black with yellow stripes on the shoulders), Washed away dark blue jeans, Gun Boots (what bikers wear) and her hair not tied, wearing shades. *

:: Flying down the freeway with out a Helmet, and her black leather jacket flying behind her, Rogue looks behind her shoulder and sees that she is chased by the cops. Again. She shakes her head in laughter as she continues along the freeway even faster now dodging car after car. She looks to her right and notices that she is right by the bridge's ramp and below her is the next set of cars going towards her left. She turns to the cops and sticks her middle finger at them and jumps off the bridge still on her motorcycle now, and hits the ground with a loud THUD. Nearly stopping traffic, Rogue swivels her way towards New York and looks up at the bridge and sees the Cops screaming and waving their fists at her. Laughing harder now, Rogue speeds off on the highway::

Let's see them come after me now!

Rogue stopped a stoplight as she uses her foot as a kick stand to hold the bike down in place. She takes off her shades from her face as she turns around and sees a boy of 10 years of age, gawking at her. Rogue raised an eyebrow at the boy and raised her left hand, with the palm facing her chest. She clenched her fist as she stuck out all three of her animantium claws at the young boy, and placed then back in her hand and placed her shades back on her face. The young boy was screaming the car with excitement as he pointed out the window at Rogue. She did not move she made it look like she didn't move the whole time. The young boys' parents shook their heads in disgust and ignored him and faced the front of the car again. As the light turned green, Rogue waved and smiled at the bewildered child and went on her way. After driving for nearly an hour, Rogue started to feel restless as she looked at the sign ahead

NEW YORK NEXT EXIT

Finally! She thinks to herself as she enters the exit.

Rogue slowly enters the busy city as signs appear on buildings, saying:
GO TO HELL MUTANTS and NO MORE MUTANTS!::

tsk tsk. I better be careful then

She drove up to a motel away from the city, it looked more like tavern than a motel. As long as she could rest that was fine for her. As she parked her motorcycle in the lot, Rogue heard cheering and booing from inside. Curious she walked in and the next thing she knew the motel was really a bar. And they were holding bar fights, one guy was fist fighting the other to see who would win the money that the dealer was holding in his hand

"What morons, fighting over money," Rogue said out loud as she neared the bar.

"Brewski. Cold," Rogue merely said as she sat on the stool.

"They fight for money because there is a large pot up for grabs," said the bartender as he handed Rogue the beer.

"Yah sure, what ten dollars~!" she said snickering and taking a sip of her beer.

"No m'am, $10,000.00,"

Rogue nearly spat out her beer as she stared at the bartender with wide eyes.

"What?! $10,000?!" Rogue turned around in her barstool and saw the fight going on.

A man with tattoos was fighting a woman.

"Is that even allowed? Men fighting against women?" Rogue asked pointing to the woman in the cage.

"Anything goes," said the bartender as he cleaned the counter,

"Hmm...interesting,"

"Thinking of fighting m'am?" asked the bartender.

"Maybe, $10,000 for just fighting especially with your bare knuckles,"

"It might raise even higher, depending on who the competition is,"

Rogue raised an eyebrow and smirked

"Well, let's just see who wins before I fight," Rogue said as she sipped her beer and continued to watch the fight.

[Isabella]

Angel was bored. There was really no other way to describe it. She knew that she should really contact the Mansion and inform the others of her return but she wanted to put that off as long as she could. She was after all three days early from her scheduled return from England and she wished to spend the next three weeks with as much freedom as she could have.

Not that she did not enjoy her time in the Mansion but there was really so much that she could take. Angel hoped that she could spend the next few days as relaxed as she could, she was not after all looking forward to the welcome back Danger Room welcome she was bound to receive when she arrives at the Mansion. Angel felt chills when she thought of the DR sections that she had to endure during her teens and childhood.

Angel sighed as she rests her head against the glass of her hotel room as she watched the traffic below. She had always loved that about New York, the fact that the city never seems to sleep. Even at this time of night, there was always people moving around trying to enjoy the night life, it was so different from her life at the Mansion. Here, in her hotel room Angel could, for a little while, feel like a normal person not some mutate the has been dubbed a freak of nature.

Angel knew she was one of the lucky ones, having grown up being surrounded by those like her and have learned to control her powers making her seem, to the outside world, as a normal person. But that did not mean that there weren't times that she didn't wish that she wasn't a mutant

She closed her eyes, sighed and moved away from the window. She glanced at the clock, that read 11:30pm. She glance once more around her room and nodded her head, she was bored and she was going to head out...

What was that bar that Logan mentioned again... where her last thoughts as she moved towards the door to her hotel room