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Are you sure this isn't just because you've run out of new ideas? (Nope. :3 Just mixing in the golden oldies with the new and true.) |
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 8:18 am
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![User Image](https://i1067.photobucket.com/albums/u437/KaosujinSasori/VincentMichaels-Chaos.jpg) Vincent Michaels Vincent slid down the stairs, his right knee inches above the steps as a thin layer of ice rippled just beneath his feet, melting seconds behind him. He skidded to a stop in the kitchen, noticing the new mutants as he cocked his head warily, his reddish gold hair hiding his midnight blue-teal eyes. He wore a black tee shirt with the 'X' symbol just below the collar and jeans, since in shifting to Wrath's form before his clothes had been shredded. OOC
Kaosujin Ryu James 'Logan' Howlette - Wolverine Logan cocked an eyebrow as a black bear lumbered in, dissolving two of the clones as he unsheathed his claws, impaling a third before retracting them and kicking the fourth into the fifth, dispelling both. "C'mon, kid; it's obvious yer a mutant, so follow me," he said gruffly as he loped towards the Institute.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 10:00 am
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Struggling to free herself Laura's eyes fluttered open to see only darkness "where am I?" She groaned feeling an aching pain in her head and something wet trickling from the area of the pain. "Does it matter where you are?" A woman's voice called out. "Yes!" Laura yelled impatiently at the mystery person. "Don't worry you will be back at your new school soon enough once I get what I want from you," The voice called out making Laura gasp in horror, what it wants from me? "What do you want?" She said with hesitation not too sure if she really wanted to know the answer to that question. "Did you love your parents?" The voice suddenly asked confusing Laura. "Yes why?" She asked out and for minutes she was left in the dark silence till the voice spoke up again "You love people who lied to you about everything," The voice sounded appalled by her answer. "Lied to me? About what?" She asked now completely lost to where this conversation was going. "If only they told you before they had the unfortunate accident," The voice called out. "TOLD ME WHAT!?" She screamed out more irritated then anything now. "Oh dear, that you where adopted," The voice said almost as a whisper. "I am what," She muffled out in shock. Laura had no idea how to respond to that , and before she could accuse this mystery person of lies laid out a file on what Laura guessed had to be a desk in front of her. "See yourself then," A dim light flickered on above the file revealing adoption papers signed by her parents with her name, pictures of her at the orphanage, documentation of when Laura had arrived at the orphanage. "No...they..." was all Laura could get out as tears began to rise in her eyes. The light then shut off leaving her alone in the dark before the voice appeared again "did you know that your mother could do the same thing as you, she was one of the most feared mutants out there. Though she wasn't gifted with her ability to naturally look normal she was blue," The voice said before the light flickered on again revealing a new file. This one had information about her birth mother, her name, that she was a mutant and pictures of her, along with DNA. MYSTIC Looking at the image Laura had no idea what to say, whoever this person was had all the proof to back it up she had DNA tests to prove this was her mother. Also a report of her death. And then another file appeared this one with the name of her father and all his information that he was alive and an image of him. WOLVERINE/LOGAN "At least your father is still alive," The voice snickered out. Staring at the photo Laura couldn't speak, there was DNA records for proof of him being her father and a photo. It was Professor Logan, did he even know. Or did he know an pretend that he didn't know how was any of this possible. "How...," Laura began trying to suck in some air to her deflated lungs "Did you...get these DNA tests?" She finally got out gasping still in shock. "Yours were easy, posed as a nurse and took a sample, your father was a little more tricky to get some blood I had to wait till he was injured enough to get a sample which is difficult when he heals so quick. Your mother well she voluntarily gave me the blood before she died, not too sure why though," The voice spoke out. Gasping for air Laura began to hyperventilate from shock, trying to stop all she could feel was the pain of her body jerking each time she tried to breath. IT wasn't long before she was unconscious from the lack of hair. The dim light flickered off and all that sounded the dark abyss was the laughter of the mystery person. "Watch her, we aren't letting her go just yet," the mystery person said and two other voices spoke up "Yes leader," the sound of some sort of door opened and closed locking immediately. Left in the room by herself tied to a chair was the now unconscious Laura.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 3:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 5:14 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 5:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 5:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 5:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 6:02 pm
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◦▹❊*◦▹❊*◦▹Sam Summerfall▹◦*❊▹◦*❊▹◦ aka Redemption ▹◦*❊▹◦*❊▹◦
Sing to me of lovely things. Of butterflies and angel wings. . .
With one hand securely in David's, Sam was lead through a maze of wood paneled passageways until they stopped in front of a heavy oaken door. She felt like such a little kid, being tugged around like this, but since she was kind of nervous, Sam could admit to herself that she didn't really mind. It was a reassuring pressure, having David hold her hand while she clutched her shoulder back with the other. If she was left to her own devices, she probably would have worried the poor strap to frayed bits.
"Is it like standard protocol, or something, to bring people on tours like this?" She was really confused on why he needed her to meet this Mistress Grey, but figured it was normal and he was simply reminded when they had introduced themselves to that other boy. She felt kind of bad too, since they left in such a hurry without staying long enough to at least hear his name. Sam made a mental note to go back when she had the chance and apologize.
. . . Then grab my hand and hold me close. Save me from this earthly dose.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 6:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 6:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 6:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 6:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 7:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 7:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 7:53 pm
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