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Post by ladyx on Jul 25, 2009 7:37:25 GMT -5
Tara was tired as she rode in her Limo. she not stopped in four days she flown half way across the world. She had just relised a box "New warriors and me." it was all about her time with the team and the fun on and off the cameras. she looked out of the car. Of course no one could see in. she smiled as teh building moved past it was always nice to see new york. It made a nice change from L.A. she wondered when everything was going to stop and she could catch up on her sleep. the bags under her eyes were becominga nightmare to deal with.
The car pulled out at a building and teh door opened. she walked out looking up at the tower it was huge. They had booked the top floor for a party to celebrate the relies of season 5 on D.V.D. "Amy over here." she spun round and so they could take her picture. she moved towards some of teh fans signing peaces of paper. slowly she was escorted in to teh building. she loved her fans they made it for her.
She walked over to the lift and and slumped agenst the wall. They man handed started to list some of the guests. she was glad the team would be there as well. Some of them were real heroes but her she was her for teh fame nothing else. Slowly the lift opened and she walked out greated by the producers. She never liked him ever since she found out he was a fan of her from teh old days.
Part of her wondered if she had gotten teh place on the team for that reason. Not that she did care she hated her past and if this was the reward for it all then so be it. she picked up a glass carefully. she sighed as it did not mash in her hands. she took a sip and started to mingle
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Post by Green Goblin - Norman Osborn on Aug 4, 2009 16:50:20 GMT -5
Osborn had only come to this party because several of the Super-Humans on this so called ‘team’ interested him. One in particular in fact and she had just arrived off the elevator. Yes she was the one he wanted to talk to… he had an offer for her… more profitable then this lame hero television show… one that would put her in the clear for life.
Several people in the room, human, mutant and meta-human alike recognized him either as the renowned industrialist and humanitarian owner of Oscorp or the Director for the Commission of Superhuman Affairs both of which afforded him a great amount of respect and notoriety. He indulged those who approached him in conversation but ever moved closer to his quarry, keeping eyes on her from a distance and maintaining the guise of respectability and charm he was known for in the social circles outside the villain world so to speak.
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Post by ladyx on Aug 4, 2009 18:07:41 GMT -5
Amy smiled as she strolled around the people meeting and greeting them. Her agent had pointed out all the movers and shakers including Mr Osborn. She thought it would be best not to go straight to the biggest person in the group. She head over to what looked like a group of Fans. She spent the next 16 minutes getting her picture taken with them and signing there books. After all if it was not for them she would not have such a grate salary. It was far better than just having men ogle her for her body. Granted she still got that but she also got women telling her they loved her because she was empowered.
She had to laugh at that one she had no choice in this her powers were rammed on to her by a mad man. She hated it as much as she loved it, It was a curse for her as well. She hated it but loved it at the same time. she never really know from one day or the next weather she give them up if she had the chance.
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Post by Green Goblin - Norman Osborn on Aug 8, 2009 19:02:20 GMT -5
“Congratulations Lady-X… or should it be Ms. Cocklaw… or perhaps Ms. Smith.” The voice was both genuine and dark at the same time as it piped up behind Amy. Norman had intended it to be so with the intentional slip of his knowledge concerning her true name. He hoped it would get her attention and take genuine notice of his presence here at this tasteless party.
“You do well, the screen loves you. But I must say you far outshine your co-stars, heroic partners… whatever you wish to call them.” He chuckled and held a glass of Champaign out for the beautiful woman to take. “Your beauty… your power… you have it all don’t you, everything perfect in every way.” He nodded in appreciation both of her looks and her art but also knowing that this was the best way to get her attention, her vanity being legendary… almost as great as Monet St.Croix … but hopefully this woman would be much more open to the offer he had for her, an offer that would change her life and place more power in both their hands.
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Post by ladyx on Aug 9, 2009 5:23:55 GMT -5
"why thank Mr Osborn. Of course there is no I in team, well not that i am aware off. With out my friends i would not be as popular as i am." It was true they had help her become the bigest seller in the team. Grated most of them were here because they wanted to make it in the big hero leagues like the avengers but Amy was here to be a star. If she was truly honest she loved it.
"As for what to call me not many people call me Ms Smith any more, that was My past. I will how ever answer to all three"
She did not care if he called her ms Smith after all it was her birth name and any die hard fan knew she was born Smith and had changed her whole name When she moved in to porn. She took a sip of her drink. "Now what can i do for YOU Mr Osborn?"
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Post by Green Goblin - Norman Osborn on Aug 21, 2009 16:31:36 GMT -5
"Very well Ms. Smith, again... it is a pleasure" He chuckled darkly taking her hand in his lightly and kissing it respectfully and in an utterly gentlemanly manner. "As for what You can do for me... merely talk. In truth this meeting is not by chance I came specifically to speak to you. I have a proposition for you that i feel will benefit us both in the long run." He released her hand and stepped back allowing a few more fans to move by him and surround Lady-X and exude their adulation for the powerful young woman. He nodded to her from behind the young fans who were obviously the children of rich men and women at this party and moved off. It the ball was now in her court and if she wished to hear more she could seek him out as he too would mingle among the patrons of the party.
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Post by ladyx on Aug 21, 2009 18:16:14 GMT -5
She smiled as he left. she finished talking to her fans and slipped out. she in this for the fame and money and Osborn had both. she had a talent of knowing which way the wind was blowing and right now it was blowing Osborn. she made her way to the man picking up a glass in her hand. she walked over to him
"You flatter me Mr Osborn.coming here just for me." she took a sip of the wine. " I must admit you have my interest. I am always interested if it will benefit me. i must tell you i have a iron clad contract with the new warriors for the next three years so i can't leave the show."
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Post by Green Goblin - Norman Osborn on Sept 18, 2009 12:02:46 GMT -5
“Iron my dear is a metal that can surely be melted if you get my meaning.” He chuckled knowing full well that any contract she was signed too could be renegotiated or even severed with all the legal power backing him. In fact if he wanted to Osborn could already have owned the young woman but that was not his plan for her… he needed her compliance for this all to work.
“The offer is this. I need someone with a lot of power to be my new body guard. I need someone with who does not mind getting their hands dirty as long as there is enough money in it. My body guard though will be far more, they must be willing to do certain jobs for me and of course with these jobs come extra pay and privileges. To top this all off…” He paused and looked at her in the eyes, not her body which so many men were known to do. “I can arrange for you to obtain several lucrative Hollywood picture deals and… best of all… Your family… they will be handsomely taken care of and your brother released from prison under special circumstances of course.” He smirked again and looked out into the crowds to spot several more members of the team this woman was currently affiliated with. Powerful beings in their own right but this one, this lone flower in a field of green… she was what he wanted for now.
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Post by ladyx on Sept 18, 2009 18:02:17 GMT -5
Amy took a sip as she listened, it was tempting. her brother free it had been something she had wanted for a long time and her family taken care of. movie deals that was something that hut at her own hart, amy was not greedy, well OK she was. Then again she had worked hard her life had been hellish and now she was on top of the world. she always wanted to be a real actress and this could be her chance.
She gads been bitten before with good offers. "and having some one of my appearance and stature near you at big events will not hurt the public view of you? so tell em what are These other things you will have me doing?" Amy was no fool she knew enough when top ask questions and she woundered if this would bite her in the ass at some point.
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Post by Green Goblin - Norman Osborn on Sept 19, 2009 19:04:01 GMT -5
Osborn laughed at the young woman for her suspicions he was sure that, due to her past line of work she suspected him of sexual interest in her and suggestions to that effect.
In truth nothing could be further from the truth.
“For one dear lady I don’t need you to improve my public image. I am one of the leading most philanthropists today and though I am known for my temper and my cut throat business ethics I am simultaneously known for the money I donate to humanitarian efforts and charities across the globe. Lastly I am also known for being Director for the Commission of Super Human Affairs. If anything…” He paused and laughed darkly before taking a drink of his bourbon. “…I will do more for your public image then you shall for mine.”
He nodded to himself, drinking down the last of his beverage and motioned for her to him as he moved away from the crowds and towards the balcony over looking uptown Brooklyn. “As for the other things I mite have you do, they are not what you suspect. In truth they would be tasks such as… well for instance hypothetically speaking, a shipment of Oscorp materials is being shipped from point A to point B. I may require you to accompany said shipment and protect it. Or perhaps I may at times employ you to join and oversee SHIELD or other hero team missions and operations, help in their implementation and report in detail all the goings on during said time among them. Make sense?”
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Post by ladyx on Sept 19, 2009 19:28:49 GMT -5
" Yes That may be the case Mr Osborn, But the public in general don't care about what you do with your money bar what they see on T.V. Do you think your average Joe would be more interested in the $2.5 Billion you donated to charity or the hot blond or brunette on your arm at the charity function? Something i have learned in my life is sex sells. Take Tony Stark, Do you think your average person is interested in what mark of the Ironman suit he has on or what top model is meant to be sharing his bed. As you probably know I Am famous for two things and one of them is my body. I sell magazines to people just so they can ogle me. and well darling, women want to be like me and men just want to be in me. so i know full well the Public will take more of an interest in you, if they see me on your arm. Now as for the rest of the deal i am more than happy to act in those fashions. But don't think for once that i am some bimbo that does not understand the way the world works."
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Post by Green Goblin - Norman Osborn on Sept 20, 2009 23:09:20 GMT -5
“Perhaps…” was the only answer Osborn would give as he looked outside at the cityscape before him, knowing in time it would all be in the palm of his hand and would already be but for those that stand in his way like Spider-Man and Tony Stark. “Perhaps… but I would never wish to be a man as pathetic as Tony Stark…” He shook his head and laughed while looking at the beautiful woman and offering her his arm. “But either way my dear the offer is open to you. I am glad you would be willing to work in those capacities and use your ample charms to better my image whether it is what I desire or not. Come to Oscorp in 6 days, by then your old contract will be no more and you will be able to sign on with me… that is if we have a deal…” He looked to her, a darkness in his expression, seriousness and an unspoken message that he always gets what he wants… or destroys what eludes his desire….
“And my dear… I never underestimate those that I offer to work so closely with me… the cunning of a woman especially.” This last statement was true. He did not underestimate her knowledge or experience, he only wondered how deep he could bring her, how dirty she was willing to get her hands… if she had to be kept on the outside as a mere pawn or could be used as a true weapon which would entail a greater amount of knowledge concerning himself and his dealings. For now he would keep her at arms length were she to accept the deal. She would function well in the capacities he had specified to her… were she to show more potential… the killer instinct and like-minded desired… maybe then he would chance bringing her closer…
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Post by ladyx on Sept 21, 2009 12:21:21 GMT -5
"well i shall see you in 6 days then Mr Osborn." SOmthing in the way he said stark name was interesting. "Well she signed deals with devils before and she come up smelling of roses in the long run so maybe another risk was worth it. He offered her every thing she wanted just so she could use her skills. It would be like being a hero a real hero her? She laughed the thought off all she was after was some fame and people to love her for what she could do. Her brother being freed was tempting not that she cared about her mum or dad any more. They had made it clear were the stood with her.
She smiled and took his arm as instantly sevral camera appeared and took there photo. She knew what would be in the papers by tomorrow she would of corse say they were freinds nothing more but that never changed it.
"I think we have just made there Night Mr Osborn."
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