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Post by Ethan on Feb 24, 2007 12:41:10 GMT -5
((I'm ignoring all references to apocolypse...because i never got that far in any of the series, and i didnt read the comics....instead i will go with the movies )) Shortly after The Phoenix was defeated, and Xavier was "ressurected" (no one knows how, yet so I will not go into detail), the X men were nearly obliterated by an unamed mutant with the powers to create/control the elements (fire, water, lightning, darkness, wind, earth, etc.)... After teaming up with many of the villains that they constantly fought with (it was a truce of "the enemy of my enemy is my friend), only a handful survived (i.e the ones I like)... Nightcrawler, Gambit, Ice Man, Kitty (shadowcat, is what I think her name is), Storm, Xavier, Wolverine, and Magneto (and yes, he is still a bad guy). Xavier gathered up his band of mutants, and headed over to Calafornia (yeah yeah)....(I need a name of a fictional city, so if anyone has suggestions, go ahead and suggest). The X mansion is located in the suburs , diguesed as a boarding school...much like the old one (in his old age, Xavier isnt very creative ) Shortly after starting up the school, Xavier used cerebro to locate local mutants to from the first line of defense against this unamed mutant, who is still attempting to track them down to finish the job. They recruit Mason James, the phantom, an enthusiastic young man of 14 with the ability to become invisible, and manipulate the sound around him so that he is both unseen and unheard. Mason is 5'7, with jet black, spiked up hair, and a thin, wiry physique. The second to be found is a 25 year old girl, Eagle (real name unknown) , who, much like the late Angel, has wings. eagle is a scout, not a fighter, and is used to locate some of the more "harder to trace" mutants that Xavier cannot reach mentally. She is 5'9, somewhat under weight, with long red hair and pale skin. Magneto, who just happend to relocate in the same town (i love coincidences) also did some recruting. He found Jason Brown, also know as Forearm, Jason has a more cosmetic mutation, having no powers other than two extra arms grown out of a spot just under his armpits. He is tanned, 6'1, and has a red mowhawk. His right eyebrow, left nostril, and lip are peirced. Jason is a metal head, and can often be seen playing rifts on an electric guitar (or two he can do that). Magneto also recruted Phobia, a dark individual, with a more gothic style. Phobia is quiet with pasty white skin, multiple peircings, an overdose of eyeliner, black nails, and gaggy black clothing covered in chains. His power is fairly obvious, looking at his name. He has the power to make anyone live through their greatest fear in their minds. Lastly, Magneto found a young, woman by the name of Kathrine Anna Therssa Yassen (nicknamed Katy), a.k.a Artist. Katy has the power to animate any of the drawings she creates. She is part russian (hence the surname), tall 5 ft 10, well built, very pale blonde hair, dark blue eyes and very fair skin that freackles easily. And there you have the sides of good and bad..... anyone who wants to sign up, make a character template like mine: Name: Roger Bunt Code Name: Sever Age: 16 Height: 6'2 Weight: 160 lbs Appearence: Roger had tanned skin, short brown hair, and blue eyes. He is just a few pounds over weight, and is muscular, but not overly so. Personality: Roger is a joker, and is overly sarcastic, with a somewhat dark and sick sense of humor. Being very pessimistic, Roger will always doubt himself and others, but is also a fairly charming individual. Power(s): Roger has the ability to cut his way through almost all solid objects. An aura of white energy surrounds his hands and shapes like a blade. Then, with a simple chop of his hand, he cuts through it. With concentration, he can extend the aura and make with blade longer (up to 2 and a half feet past his fingertips) Limitations: The aura can only be held for a certain amount of time, and, if held for too long, he will pass out. The longer the blade, the more energy it will take, and the faster his powers will retreat. At his current level of control, he can keep the aura going for a maximum of fifteen minutes (ten if fully extended), then he needs a full day to replenish his energy. Also, Roger can only cut through certain substances 9at the moment). thre hardest thing he can cut through is thin concreate, his hand bounces off of anything harder. JOIN!!!!!
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Post by Brokenhearts on Feb 24, 2007 13:39:50 GMT -5
IM JOINING!!!!
Name: Emily Marlena "Lena" Wattson
Code Name: current alis- Jolt
Age: turning 16
Height: 5'5.5"
Weight: 110 lbs
Appearence: long, curly, auburn hair, about waist length. lightly tanned skin, that doesnt freakle (only very lightly on her hands). her eyes are yellowish green, wide eyed, thickly framed with thick dark eye lashes. she shapes her eye brows. small snubbed nose, thin top lip full pouted bottom. tall, slimly, bt solid, built. long fingers, bitten finger nails, always coloured.
Personality: she starts out by coming across as quieter, angry, sarcastic and very b!tchy. bt it dus come across quite early tht this is simply bcoz shes nt comfortable around new ppl. she opens up slowly, and she turns out 2 b honest, witty/sarcastic, protective, sweet, and the sort of person tht takes absolutely no crap frm any1. bt bcoz she has a very short fuse, ppl tend 2 try and see hw far they cn push her (if theyre tht mean).
Power(s): has the ability to send electrical bolts thru anything on contact, bt as she's still developing, so she needs to charge up a bit b4 the electrical currents run thru them.
Limitations: she cnt touch anything with a battery for long, because she will over charge them and both the device and the battery will explode... messy results. because of this, she carries around batteries to charge up and throw. also, to begin with atleast, like rogue, she cnt touch ppl 4 very long in case she electrocutes them.
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Post by Ethan on Feb 24, 2007 14:04:05 GMT -5
Roger awoke on saturday morning, to a particularily annoying bird pecking at his window. He glanced at his alarm clock, which read "!0: 00 AM" in flashing, neon green letters. Resisting the urge to fall back into his dreams, he got out of bed, and drunkenly stood up.
After applying some deoderant, he walked over to the bathroom of his room. Roger powered up, extending the white blande of energy ab inch past hid fingertips. He carefully shaved the stubble off of his face, careful not to nick himself with his hand.
After splashing some after shave onto his cheeks, he strolled down the corridor, passing mason's, and Eagle's rooms. Mason's door was open, and the room was empty. He assumed that the boy was already uyp, but when an unseen shoulder, bumped his own, he knew better.
"Mason, you idiot, power down," he snapped.
"I'll do what I want," was the reply.
Roger grasped in the direction that the voice came, his hand colliding with what he assumed was an arm. Roger twisted it, and Mason yelped in pain, turning visible.
"Damnit, Roger, let me go!" he demanded.
Roger let go of his arm and gave him a playful shove, Mason stumbled foreward, holding his arm tenderly. "Why'd you do that?" he asked sorely.
"Because I can, Mason, because I can," He smirked.
Roger had been at the boarding school for "gifted teens" for about a week, and he instantly became good friends with Mason. As they walked to down the corridoor, to the main enterance, they talked about a new recruit they were getting today.
"I hear the guys huge," Mason explained, "and that he has super strength!"
"Really?" Roger mocked, "Because I heard it was a girl. Didn't hear about her powers, though."
"Trust me Roger, it's a huge guy."
"Wanna bet?" He taunted.
"How much?"
"Ten bucks. Or is that to much for you?"
"You're on!" Mason exclaimed.
They Waited in the enterance, with was the size of any regular school enterace. There, the two sat on a bench, that was located on the left wall, closest to the door.
((Broky, gfo ahead and make your enerance))
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Post by Brokenhearts on Feb 24, 2007 14:18:25 GMT -5
"Emily," said a soft voice, shaking her awake, "Emily!"
"The name is Lena, miss Munroe," she stated angrily, blinking herself awake. she had been travelling far too long to be happy about some1 waking her up, "please refur to me by my real name."
Ororo Munroe smiled at her wrly, having been then one on the recieveing end of the girl's sharp tongue. she was nice enough wen she calmed down, but when angry she would get very annoying. "we're here."
"brilliant," sarcasum echoing through her voice. she waited for Ororo to move aside before she moved to get out. she looked up at the mansion as a tall, muscular man with thick brown hair on his head and face. he looked feirce and intimadating. he introduced himself as Logan. Lena hadn't liked him since.
"new home," she mumbled, "sum fat ass masion..." she didn't really mind all that much, she wasn't good with small spaces.
"go in," ushered Ororo, "we need to go see the professor to say you're here. mutants are very rare. he'll want to know your here."
"fine," she said, "see you." without a backwards glance she wandered towards the averaged sized doors to find her way in. she spotted to figures, boys she assumed (they were messing about, looked almost as though they were fighting), on the left side of the door, her right. she watched them as she draw closer. debating on whether or not she show talk to them… she never made good impressions.
"uh… hey guys," she called over as she came to stand about five feet away from them, the looked up, surprise etched in the younger ones face, "you guys know this place rite?"
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Post by Ethan on Feb 24, 2007 14:29:23 GMT -5
"HAH!" was the first word he ushered since the girl arrived, "I told you it was a girl, now pay up, moron," he laughed, holding out his hand to receive his winnings.
Grumbling, Mason handed him a ten dollar bill. Roger pulled out his wallet, and placed the ten among his other money, ignoring the girls question.
She asked again, "You know this place right?"
"Oh," he said, looking towards her, "Yeah I do, I was told to bring you to Xavier, so, let's go."
He stood up, and ushered for the girl to follow him. Mason tagged along, while the girl hung back, him and Roger were busy chatting away, as if she wasn't even there.
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Post by Brokenhearts on Feb 24, 2007 14:34:57 GMT -5
Lena suddenly felt very out of place with the two boys chatting away. she followed without a word, looking round the halls they walked through.
'never going to learn this place.' she thort to herself angrily, 'ah well… probably end up electrocuting sum1 and gt shippd off sum where.' she rolled her eyes to herslef, and went back to finding the floor very interesting.
that was untill something the taller boy had said right at the beginning sunk in.
"HEY!" she protested, almost angrily, making the two boys jump, almost as though they had forgotten about her. they turned to look at her, her eyes flashing. she stuck her hands on her hips and luked up at them. she wasn't short, but they were tall. "you guys BET on me?!" she demanded.
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Post by Ethan on Feb 24, 2007 14:47:54 GMT -5
"HEY, you guys BET on me?!" Came a yell from behind.
Roger turned around slowly. "Umm...we weren't really betting on you, exactly, we were betting on your gender and/or appearence."
Mason was quiet, but he, not so subtly, pointed to Rgoer in an accusing manner. Roger smacked his hand away, and searched for a way to shut the girl up. Then it came to him.
"Hey, ummm...miss," he said, due to the fact that he didnt know her name, "I believe that it was a private conversation I was having with my associate," he pointed to Mason, "You had no right to eavesdrop on us, you should be ashamed," he shook his head, mocking dissapointment.
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Post by Brokenhearts on Feb 24, 2007 14:56:36 GMT -5
Lena stared at him, almost spluttering. hell did this dude have nerves! she could feel herself powering up as the anger boiled. she glared at him.
"wel excuse me for not being able to help hearing something said to my face," she snarled at him viciously, "i was standing RIGHT in front of you?!" she rolled her eyes. "u, kiddo have got some nerve." she pushed passed him angrily, static jumping from her skin to his as she passed make him and his 'associate' jump. she knew it hurt.
she had no idea where she was going, but didn't stop till she reached the end of the corridor.
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Post by Ethan on Feb 24, 2007 15:07:03 GMT -5
When Roger saw mason jump, he knew that she did it. With a half smirk on his face he ran to catch up with her. Mason, who had apparently decided not to bother with the girl, walked int he opposite direction and was most likely going to get a late breakfast.
"Hey, you," he said, still not knowing her name, "one, you are notsuppose to use powers on your fellow good guys. I'll have to reprt you," he smirked, "and two, what exactly did you do to him?"
He got no response. Who was this girl? What could she do? As Roger thought to himself he became annoyed. He asked again, still no response.
"Hey, Girly," he said, in an irritatred tone, "I asked you a question." he reached out, and grabbed her shoulder, to attract her attention.
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Post by Brokenhearts on Feb 24, 2007 15:13:14 GMT -5
Lena smacked his hand away. "DON'T!" she told him. he looked hurt, almost angry about it. he seemed to be about to turn away, but she started talking. "look, i'll put it this way- my code name is Jolt." confusion. "o jesus… slow… i cnt control my powers yet, i control electricity. if i touch u, i'll electrocute u. not immediately, i need to power up first. and i am 1/2 powered up now. if you touch me, i could kill you."
she watched for his reaction. before he could say anything else, she added, "oh- and i just let some electros rub off on him- static electricity. hurts like hell." she allowed a quick malicious grin, before appearing indifferent again.
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Post by Ethan on Feb 24, 2007 15:36:37 GMT -5
Roger didn't say anything, instead he just walked beside her, leading her to Xavier's office. Roger refused to talk to her, she seemed somewhat rude. Not the kind of person he would have as a friend. When the arrived at Xavier's office, the door was open, and they were ushered in by the bald parapeligic.
"Ah, Roger," Xavier said cheerfully, "Thank you for bringing Miss Wattson here," he turned to Lena, "Miss Wattson, I trust Roger was pleasant to you?"
She went to speak, but Roger cut her off, "Of course i was, sir. you know me, i'm always pleasant."
"Roger, you do know I can read your mind...do you want to change your story?"
"I'd really rather not, sir," he smirked.
"Well," said Xavier, "since you two already know each other, I will assing you to show Miss Wattson around the mansion, and to her room. she is in Room 344."
Roger didn't look happy, but put on a smile anyway, "I would love to."
"Well then, that's all for now, you two may leave."
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Post by Brokenhearts on Feb 24, 2007 15:45:30 GMT -5
'that man has no idea…' Lena thort to herself angrily, as they closed the door behind them. the boy, roger his name appeared to be, lead the way. she didnt like his smile back in the room.
Lena caught up with him, and pulled the back of his shirt so he stopped at glared at him. "i know for a fact that smile is about as real as my nails, rabbit," she snarled at him, if he wasn't going to be nice to her, she wasn't going to be nice to him, "so u can go find ur little pal and make up some more bets, and i'll find my own way there..." she turned away from him again, murmering, "somehow…"
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Post by Ethan on Feb 24, 2007 15:57:08 GMT -5
"Rabbit?" Roger laughed, "is that the best you got?" he smirked, "And, besides, I had no intention of showing you around...Xavier must know that, he can read my mind."
Roger walked along the corridor, humming quietly to himself with his hands in the pockets of his jeans. He would go meet up with Mason in the cafeteria, and grab some breakfast, leaving this girl behind. What did he care if she wandered the mansion, it wasn't like it was dangerous. Humming quietly, he continued his lazy pace.
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Post by Brokenhearts on Feb 24, 2007 16:14:12 GMT -5
"stoopid effin whore bag," she murmered to herself, "i cn find my own way." she turned her back on 'Rabbit' (she had decided to keep with the nick name) and carried on her walk. peering round curiously. she liked to know her surroundings, no matter how temporary her stay wud b.
not really paying attention, she crashed into someone. another tall person. evidently male. 'are there ANY females around here?!' she asked herself as she looked up at the pasty skinned stranger. his black eyes unforgiving and cruel. Lena backed off, swollowing hard. "s- so -sorry," she stammered, unable to tear her eyes away from the inferno of his eyes, it scared her, and she hated being scared. for once in her life, she couldnt do anything about it.
"who are you," it wasn't a question it was a demanded.
"L- l -Lena," she stammered, almost gasping for air.
"nice to meet you Lena… I'm Phobia," he reached out to take her hand, she held it out, as he took it, she felt as though she was being thrown back somewhere else entirely. she wasn't in the school any more. she was some where else entirely. she looked at her hands. they were bloodied. she looked around her surroundings, and screamed.
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Post by Ethan on Feb 24, 2007 16:47:04 GMT -5
Roger heard a scream, and turned, running in the direction. It was how you reacted at the mansion, "if you hear a scream, run to it," Logan would say during their training.
When he reached the source of the scream he saw two people. The girl, something Wattson, and another, a male, not old, but not young. He was holding her hands, and she was sweating.
Roger knew that they weren't just holding hands to be friendly, the girl was in trouble.
"Hey, jerk off," he yelled to the pasty white man, "Let her go!"
Phobia's attention turned to Roger, he stared blankly at him, Roger sent a glare in his direction. Then he froze, unable to move. He was sent spiraling back to that day. That day when his life changed, forever.
Roger stood in the school yard of Gordon Graydon middle school. He was standing in front of Jimmy Marshal, the school bully.
"Hey, F***tard, empty your pockets, and give me your money."
"N-no," he stuttered.
Jimmy grinned darkly, "Well then I'm just going to have to take it, just like your dad takes it in prison!" the kids with him laughed.
Roger felt anger boil in him. His father was in prison for armed robbery, and it was always a tender sunject to Roger. He could feel the rage come to the surface. He wanted to kill the bully, but settled for a punch to the gut.
But when the thick, dark red liquid poured out of the place where he had punched, he knew he did more than just knock the wind out of Jimmy. The bully collapsed onto the ground, a look of pain and terror on his face.
Roger looked down at his hand, there was a white light surrounding it, ending in a point. His hands weren't bloody, which surprised him slightly. The blood seemed to slide off the white blade. Roger looked around at the terrified looks of his peers. He stood up, and ran. He didnt know where he was going to go, he just ran.
Roger was found by his house, and was brought into a "correctional facility" for young boys. There he stayed for four years, until he was let out on good behaviour. He went back home, and forgot about what he had done. But now, it was all back. the guilt, the sadness, the terror, it was there.
Roger stood in a cold sweat, staring into the eyes of Phobia, completely helpless.
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