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[Timey Wimey Fox]

Bradley Greyson


Twitch



Bradley wandered down one of the paths that lead through the mutant housing, enjoying the familiar sounds of the wires in the walls and the buzzing of the lights inside. He had been at this camp for a while, and though he wanted to focus on college and the courses that will help him get his degree, the facility was more geared toward teaching you how to use your powers, and how to not have you use them. There were armed guards everywhere, and it wasn’t a school so much as a prison camp.

As Brad turned a corner, he caught sight of a group of kids. It looked like something happened, so he started walking over to the group. He didn’t get to close before the sound of a guitar reached his ears, followed by a loud boom as the outer wall of the camp fell. It startled everyone, and the guards were making a mad-dash toward the source. Those who didn’t run to investigate stayed put to try and coral the mutants inside. Bradley wasn’t quite ready to go in though. “What was that? What’s going on?” he asked a guard who approached him, not afraid of the other man.

The guard glared, wielding a baton. ”None of your business kid. Now get inside!” the guard yelled and swung at him. The baton connected with Bradley’s jaw, knocking him off his feet. He hit the ground with a soft thump, but was glad he didn’t get knocked out. Sitting up slowly, rubbing his jaw, Bradley heard a cry of pain come from nearby.

A girl had grabbed a guards wrist, and the guard was crying out in pain. As he looked around, he noticed that some of the others were fighting back like her. It seemed he had a decision to make. Fight back or obey their orders. He took his chances, and stood up to face the guard who attacked him, rubbing his hands together to create a small amount of electricity, focusing the charge and throwing his hand into the guards chest, knocking the man off his feet.

Then, music reached his ears again. He couldn't control his movements at all this time, as he started moving forward towards the commotion between the guards and whoever was fighting them. But he couldn't stop himself. He could see the guards fighting the other mutants in front of him, and the kids were fighting back, some getting shot with tranquilizer darts. But everyone was moving in the same direction, undauntingly so. There were only a select few who seemed unaffected by the music, but he felt like he was on autopilot, using the small amounts of electricity generated between his hands to knock guards away from himself.

↳ Feeling [ Freaked out. Why can’t I control my body!? ] ↳ WHERE [ Walking towards who knows where ] ↳ WITH [ In a crowd of mutants ]

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[Flutter-By-Chii]

Savannah Shayle Walt

Letting out a small sigh the brunette exited the cabin that was now called home to her, and was shared with another mutant, she was surprised they didn't stuff more of them in one. Her eyes flickered around at the different men that stood armed, they weren't allowed to cause trouble or you might end up receiving the cure, and the thought of that made her shudder. Her powers were apart of her and she didn't care if everyone else saw her different, she supported her mutant brethren no matter what. But what did catch her attention was a small group of mutants talking among each other, questioning powers, must be newcomers.. Out of curiosity she watched from a distance but was surprised to see the young male fall to the ground in pain, what kind of power did she have? Either way it must have hurt..

As soon as the guard caught sight of this incident he was interested and moved towards the small group causing Savannah to frown, it would just be a warning right now.. But what happened next seemed to catch everyone off guard, the wall was blown in on one side and someone was coming in? Who the hell wanted to get into this place? Nibbling her bottom lip she contemplated investigating and couldn't help but find her feet bring her that way, her eyes watching the guards trying to keep everyone in line. Could she make a break for it?

But it seemed as soon as she started to move towards the opening and the mutant causing the chaos there were guards who turned their attention towards her. "Ah, now now boys.. Can't we play nice? You wouldn't hit a lady right?" Her voice was gentle and full of persuasion as she spoke taking a step towards them, but they took two more towards her with batons in the air. Shaking her head slightly she took a few quick steps around them with cheetah speed before whispering into their ears with a grin allowing her pheromones off, "Now, I do believe your human guards deserve a beating like you have given to all these mutants.. Go" Savannah ordered the men, taking a step back as she watched the two turn on other guards and attack them, snickering softly in pleasure before turning her attention back to the man with the guitar.. The song was more mesmerizing coming from his lips, but not strong enough to make her lose control.

[Shinigami of Justice]

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As more people were gravitating toward Conductus Mystique stepped back a few yards and began to watch. What was this idiot doing? Did he really thing he could continue to control everyone? She didn't see this ending well, no there were always a few mutants who could not be controlled by someone else's power. It would all end up going south and then where would Conductus be? She didn't like the idea, not one bit.

Stepping back a bit farther Mystique decided she would lurk in the shadows, and watch how things unfolded. When the moment was right then she would slip in, grab the child, and head back to the base for the brotherhood. She had a mission and she wasn't about to jeopardize it, or herself for the nonsense of some childish game that Conductus had decided to play instead of doing his real job like he should be. Magneto should have let her come alone, he should have known that she could do the mission much better solo.

☢Location: outside Camp with Group of kids controlled by government location.
☢Thoughts: Why did this idiot attract unnecessary attention?
☢With: Conductus and others along the way
☢OoC: Let's Play

Cphiro

Conductus

[Aquamaureen13]

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The twins sat in their own personal cell within the camp. They had to remain separated from the others. Nadia was too dangerous to be around the others. Any of her fellow mutants could just make wishes and Nadia could grant them should she wanted. They could wish the camp destroyed, for them to be free, for the guards to all be killed and Nadia would have gladly granted any of those wishes. So she was doomed to be kept in solitude but at least they kept her with her brother. Aidan was not as dangerous as his sister Nadia but the people running the camp knew they had had to be kept happy too.

If Aidan wasn't happy, he could just reverse all the wishes that Nadia did grant them on occasion just so they'd leave her and Aidan alone for a while. The two have been stuck here since their father turned them in. Nadia refused to satisfy their father anymore and Aidan had taken away all that Nadia had given him. So their father had nothing left to lose when he informed the government about them. The camp figured they could get something out of them, see how powerful Nadia's powers could possibly become to see if one day maybe she could rid the world of mutant kind. Though Nadia would never do that, she wasn't exactly fond of being held captive.

So now the two just sat there alone like they did day in and day out. They didn't know of the commotion going on outside with the rest of the camp. And they couldn't find out either if they wanted too. Their telepathy only worked with each other. So there they stayed, sitting on the floor with Nadia's head leaned on her elder brother's shoulder as Aidan gently stroked his little sister's hair.




OOC

Where:: their cell
With:: each other

[I Am John Kramer]

Piotr Rasputin, better known as Colossus had woken up. With a yawn, he sat up and rubbed his eyes, to clear his vision which was blurry. He got up, getting into a pair of black jeans before he walked out of his room. Luckily, he was wearing a black short sleeve shirt with a Russian symbol of the soviet union. He walked down the steps, careful not to wake any sleeping x-men. He did not hear anyone in the living room nor in the kitchen. "What time is it?" He mumbled to himself before letting out a big yawn he ran a hand through his black hair. "Maybe I make borcht." He said, of course to himself. He walked into the kitchen and began searching for needed ingredients for this Russian meal.

OOC: I haven't Role played in long time, so excuse me if this post is a little rusty. Also, for those who don't know what Borcht is, a soup made with beets and usually served with sour cream, associated with the cuisine of eastern and central Europe, especially Russia, Poland, and Ukraine.

[SevenHeadedSerpent]

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Sabretooth, known by few as Victor Creed, found his destination with a frown. The mutant camp that held his target hat a hole blasted through the front. Unless one of the X-men were already there, he only knew of one person stupid enough to do that. Marching through the hole, the tails of his coat fluttered gently in the breeze. He immediately spotted a male with a guitar and walked hastily over to him. With the back of his hand, he slapped Conductus and snarled. "You idiot; there's no doubt that more authorities will be here soon, no thanks to you." Turning around, he noticed that one of the guards didn't try to attack him of his accomplice. It's got to be Mystique. Not knowing if she was undercover or not, Victor didn't want to blow her cover by talking to her.

His target, it seemed had already meet Conductus. Tyler Anderson, aged sixteen and he's all mine Victor noticed that one of the guards were trying to come behind the boy and immediately ran over to him. The duo fought back to back briefly before Victor turned around and threw two guards in the boys direction to which Tyler jumped, grabbed their heads and pounded them into the ground. Surprised by what he had seen, Victor spoke up."You don't belong here kid, neither do the rest of them. Come with us, you'll be treated with the respect that you deserve. " Victor yelled over top of the commotion.

He grabbed the boy by the shoulder, spun him around and grinned his wolfish grin, looking into Tyler's black and golden eyes. " Come with us and we'll make sure that the bastards that imprisoned you die, they will all die." The boy, in response, snarled and looked up at the man. Quietly, the boy whispered "The brotherhood."

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xxxxLocation: The Camp
xxxxCompanion: Tyler and the 'campers'
xxxxMood: content
xxxxThoughts: Nothing
xxxxClothes: Sabretooth
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Cphiro

Shinigami of Justice

[HiroShinMozas]

Conductus

"Great...Victor. You know, you tend to forget who's in charge here. Let them send as many other HUMAN guards as they want. They are just waiting to be controlled by a mutant."

Conductus was still playing his music, but he started to die it down a bit, seeing Victor was talking to the young man that he was testing. Things apparently were going quite well, and Conductus cut off his music, some guards dropping to the ground as he stopped. He looked to Mystique, and made his way to her, getting there a bit quickly.

"Anyone else you wanna grab while we're here, Mystique?"

Conductus said her name with some smugness, apparently proud of himself that he could spot her out even when she wasn't in her usual blue form. He looked around a bit himself...and then spotted a girl, whom he had noticed he was controlling before, but not what she was doing. Around her, she had been dropping guards just through touch. How interesting.

"...How about her?"

[Bionic Pikachu]

The music ceased now, and Karen felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She was light headed and dizzy for a few seconds before the world seemed to settle down again. She felt like herself again--she could move! Looking around at what once was a chaotic mess, she saw plenty of soldiers collapsed onto the floor. Things were calmer now, more or less, and she was glad the shooting and fighting had lessened.

She saw the intruders--she was much closer to them, now--something she'd initially been trying to avoid doing. She looked around frantically now, assessing what to do, when she met the gaze of the one with the guitar standing next to one of the guards. "..How about her?" Her blood ran cold. Did they mean her? She hoped not. What had she done?---any of the fighting she did was in self defense or under mind control. Stepping backwards, Karen thought it best to dismiss herself and leave before there was anymore trouble.





Location: The Camp
Company: Countless collapsed soldiers, frightened mutants, and Brotherhood intruders-slash-chaos-makers
Mood: Frightened and anxious
Thoughts: s**t. It'd be best to leave before anything else happens.

[Timey Wimey Fox]

Bradley Greyson


Twitch



Bradley stumbled to a stop as the music finally stopped. He had control of his body again. He watched as guards around him dropped, and some of the other mutants seemed to have the same reaction he had. Relief. He looked around, and noticed they were much closer to the people who had broken into the camp. That definitely wasn't good.

He could just barely make out what they were talking about, hearing the one holding a guitar mention taking someone, followed by an inquiry about a girl in the area. The girl closest to him turned pale. She must have been who they were talking about.

Bradley quickly moved over to her, "Hey. You okay?" he asked, glancing at the group of mutants having the discussion. "C'mon. Let's get back from here," he suggested, sure she would want to get away from the mutants. She looked like she was ready to run. Plus he didn't like the looks of the intruders. They were attacking the camp, which he could only assume meant bad news no matter what their intentions, which seemed to be kidnapping. His plan was to head back to one of the buildings nearby and take cover until these people were done.

↳ Feeling [ Anxious ] ↳ WHERE [ Near the hole in the camp wall ] ↳ WITH [ Karen, The Intruders, and a lot of others ]

Bionic Pikachu

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[Bionic Pikachu]

Karen looked up at the boy, glad that someone had some sense in this situation. She nodded slowly, and glanced towards the group of mutants and then back at him. "Yeah, i'm fine. Let's." She didn't know where they were going--but as long as it was away from the current enemy, she was fine with it. Stepping over and around dazed soldiers that lay on the ground, she moved towards the nearest building.

"This is crazy." Karen muttered aloud as she moved, sparing the occasional glance back towards the intruders and the hole in the wall. So crazy... She was anxious and on edge, the mere thought of the intruders having anything to do with her scared her--she wasn't like them. She doesn't openly attack people out of her own free will. They were something else. As they moved quickly, Karen flexed her fingers, ready to defend herself if necessary, already charging up energy in case she would need to fight back again.

"Do you think hiding would work?" Karen asked.

☆ WHERE [The Camp]
☆] WHO [Bradley + unconscious soldiers + intruders]
☆ WHAT [Oh god, this is crazy.]
☆ HOW [Anxious]
☆ OOC [Woo. New layout.]

blackwolf5241

[SevenHeadedSerpent]

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The male, Conductus, spoke briefly to Tyler before beginning to play. The boy fought off three of the guards before he felt a presence behind him. He quickly glanced behind him and saw a tall male donning dark clothes, he was unmistakable, he was Sabretooth. After a few short seconds before the elder male threw two guards at Tyler who jumped, grabbed their heads before smashing them into the ground, not once or twice, but numerous times.

"You don't belong here kid, neither do the rest of them. Come with us, you'll be treated with the respect that you deserve. " The male called. " Come with us and we'll make sure that the bastards that imprisoned you die, they will all die." Astounded by the fact that he had been fighting with one of his "heroes", the boy turned to Conductus and muttered under his breath, "The Brotherhood."

Within seconds, the boy's eyes transformed back to normal, his claws lessened and the feral expression somewhat vanished. Collapsing onto one knee, Tyler looked up and shook his head. " They won't let me leave here, they'll kill me, or even worse, cure me." He felt a hand on his shoulder and sighed. "As much as I would like to come, to see the people who put me in here die, I can't go. But I can't stay here either, I don't know what to do."







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≻ Location: 'Camp'
≻ Companion: Sabretooth, Conductus, Mystique.
≻ Thoughts: Nothing
≻ Clothes: Clothes

[a bear necessity]

When they said this came was insane, they meant it. Who in their right mind got up at five in the morning? Feed them stuff that smelled like reject dog food, and than didn't give them at least thirty minutes of television. This was crazy crap. And like for a good while, there had been some crazy stuff going on. People were acting like zombie like if that whack music was Mariah Carey's voice or something. Man... I wish I just stayed home. Pushing the thoughts out of his mind, Amon slowly crept to the doors of the mess hall. He had ducked in here, during that weird display of what someone called music to see if there were any apples left. Sadly, there weren't and he was stuck listening to some weird music. In all honesty, it was horrible. His brain couldn't even comprehend it.

Sticking his head out of the door slowly, he looked around. He couldn't really see anything too much, since a cabin was blocking it for the most part. He didn't want to get in trouble or anything, so no one could see him leave at all. Or they'd make him do push ups. Even though, he looked like he was in shape, he wasn't, mentally. His mutation somehow triggered some physical triggers in his body causing it to enhance itself, but he didn't really care. Though, when his eyes spotted the unconscious people, the hole in the wall, and the people near the hole wall, he gawked, lips hanging, eyes popping, and everything. "Nope. Nah uh. Imma go back inside. I can't deal with this. I don't even take naps anymore." Amon muttered to himself, shaking his head side to side.

Noticing a pair moving away from the crowd, his brown eyes looked to them and the other people near the giant hole in the wall. The way they looked, it was obvious they weren't apart of that group. Hey... I got a hiding spot, but I got to do it all ninja like. Got to keep my sneak-o-meter down. Amon thought to himself. Forming a o with his lips pressed together, he tried to whistle. But on each attempt, all he could do was blow a raspberry in the air, which was frustrating. Giving up on the third attempt, he noticed a pebble and picked it up. Getting an idea, he tossed it over to where the two were, beckoning them over to the mess hall to hide with him.

blackwolf5241

Bionic Pikachu

[Timey Wimey Fox]

Bradley Greyson


Twitch



Bradley Walked with the girl, stepping over unconscious guards on the ground. At least, he hoped they were all unconscious. He heard her speak up, mentioning that it was crazy, and Brad couldn't agree more. The attack, like so many other attacks, was why the camp existed in the first place. Everyone was afraid of mutants because some of them acted out with violence. He could only assume the attackers were some kind of terrorist group, like the Brotherhood he had heard about growing up. They were supposed to be pretty bad.

But, he could figure that out later, being brought out of his thoughts by the girls question. "Do you think hiding would work?" Bradley frowned as he tried to decide how to answer. Would it work? Probably not. Was it worth trying? Well, yeah. Was he going to her that? Hell no. She was scared enough as it was. He tried to sound confident as he spoke,"Of course. It's better than standing in the open right?"

Now he just needed to decide which building to go to. Before he could put much thought into it, he felt something hit him in the leg. Looking down, he saw a pebble rolling aside. Curious as to the source, Bradley looked around, scanning for the pebble's thrower. He spotted a man standing at the doors of the mess hall. It looked like he was trying to get their attention. There's power in numbers right? he thought to himself and motioned for the girl to follow him as he started over to the mess hall.

↳ Feeling [ Anxious ] ↳ WHERE [ Outside the mess hall ] ↳ WITH [ Karen, Amon ]

Bionic Pikachu

Tuff Kaicho

[Flutter-By-Chii]

Savannah Shayle Walt

Savannah had stepped off to the side to watch the events unfold and judge them from there, but she couldn't help but be curious who these particular individuals were. Her eyes glanced around for the humans she had under her control but it seemed there were already unconscious on the ground. "What do they want?" Mumbling softly to herself as she watched the movement of particular mutants, it seemed two younger ones were trying to escape the situation. It was probably a wise move, depending what these intruders wanted, was it possible they were after someone specific?

Crossing her arms she started to head back to her cabin, either way however this scenario unfolded it didn't seem to concern her. Her eyes watched the other mutants seem to panic on their decision to either make a break for it or just stay put, the thought of being cured put most mutants in fear if they loved who they were. Savannah wouldn't let them ever cure her.. or at least she can hope that it would never happen to her, but her powers would only get her so far.

Dodging a few bodies with grace and ease she noticed the same two younger mutants that were looking for somewhere to hide themselves, but wouldn't these intruders go through anything to get what they want? She thought it was safe to assumed considering one just blew a hole in the wall surrounding the camp, and were now deciding to take specific mutants when they took their leave.

[Bionic Pikachu]

Karen followed Bradley's gaze to the pebble. She nodded at his comment, “Yeah, but we'd better hurry. I don't think that they will stay there for much longer."

She followed Bradley into the Mess Hall where that boy had beckoned them. It wasn't the best place to hide, but if the intruders did come after them, it was better than nothing. They would have a chance. As long as that guitar man didn't start playing again.Then they would all be screwed, for lack of a better term. She was prepared, though, if they did have to face off against anyone.As much as she wouldn't want to, she knew she could stand some sort of chance against them as long as she could manage to touch them--which shouldn't be a problem. Karen could also try to turn their tacks around if in combat, she hoped. She hoped her tai chi lessons would do her some good.

Once inside the mess hall, Karen felt just a little better about everything--but she knew it wasn't over. There would be another wave of soldiers soon, as soon as they got out of their daze, or more would be sent in. She hated this--why did this have to happen? Maybe she should have taken her parents' advice and move back to China for school--the laws there were different, and mutants weren't discriminated against as much. She could pursue a musical career there, perhaps be successful, and even if not she could work. She'd deal with her mother's blind dates that never went anywhere, and it'd be much better than being locked in some camp after entry. But no--she had to decide to come here and master her powers. Karen was having a mental war with herself--on one hand, she thought it was the right thing to be here, to master her powers--but on the other hand, she didn't like being treated like a second class citizen--like a monster--like a freak.

Karen wrung her hands together and looked at Amon, "Thank you." She thanked him quietly, then began looking around the mess hall for any signs of danger or help.

"I don't want to have to hurt anyone." she muttered quietly to herself. <I'm not a freak> She thought in her native tongue.




☆ WHERE [Mess Hall]
☆] WHO [Bradley + Amon]
☆ WHAT [Oh god, this is crazy.]
☆ HOW [Anxious]
☆ OOC [Woo. New layout.]

blackwolf5241

Tuff Kaicho