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 Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 5:05 pm
ooc: oh mag has died like 10 times in this RP XP
also, arent the x-men and morlocks supposed to be on good terms in evo? neutral (which is why i thought this would be a good mini-story)
im not planning an attack, Bolt just pissed them off a bit ^^;
ic: "Something smells funny." Lindsey said as she flicked her tongue in the dank sewers.
"Well... yeah, its a damn sewer." She heard one of the students behind her say.
"Nah, it's different from the sewage, but familiar." She thought to herself for a moment rummaging through the scent encyclopedia in her brain until it ifnally hit her.
Jacen?!
"What is it?"
"A friend, an x-man... I think. Assuming nothing happened, he's a little vulnerable to the phrase 's**t happens'."
Lindsey spoke loudly, "I can smell you, no point in hiding dear."
ooc: reminder: this is not a fighting-type mission, i was *asked* to come. i lead the x-men, remember? XP
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 5:54 pm
OOC: First of all... http://www.contemporaryinsanity.org/video/Greatest ******** thing ever... Second: Getting us outta Nevada... IC: Pietro lay on the hotel bed, letting the gravity of the situation hit him. Magneto... dead. His body... in mindless pain. His sister... just killed for the first time, and just removed the greatest motivation from her life. And his wallet... totally empty. "Holy s**t, do you have any cash?" he asked to Wanda. She shook her head, and in seconds found herself in Pietro's arms, being whisked straight the ******** out of Nevada. Less than a half hour later, they were back in New York, and considering the number of burger stands he instantaneously put out of business, Pietro was more than healed. "Well that was fun," Pietro said, as if nothing had happened. They appeared in front of a boy who appeared to be rambling something about an iron head... or curtain... or something like that.
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 6:16 pm
Jamie heard the woman with the spear talking to someone, he started to instinctively brighten the whole area, but realized that being in a middle of a sewer around people you know nothing about, making it suddenly brighter might not go your way. "I can smell you, no point in hiding dear." Jamie heard the woman in front speak again. He tensed, not sure what was coming next.
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 9:55 pm
OOC: Hmmm... Now I have to think very HARD how Wanda could be after that... Hmmm...
IC: To be honest, Wanda felt kind of empty but free at the same time. She never actually thought about what she was going to do after she finally killed Magneto. Her brother seemed to be cheery and all that. Why couldn't she feel the same way? Something was missing.
She reached inside her pocket and found the chip Magneto placed in her brother's brain. She let fell on the ground and stepped on it. "You won't need this anymore..." she whispered.
Holding her strange book tightly, she looked at New York. It did seemed different to her. She was looking at everything in a different way mostly because she was not looking at her father in every people walking by her.
"If you're out of money, let's go back to the brotherhouse. It wouldn't hurt you to stay in a place where you don't have to run early in the morning to not pay for the room," she told him calmly.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 7:49 am
Eric looked at the people who had suddenly appeared in front of him. He frowned at them and cocked his head to one side. Were they real or were they just a part of the mind games that woman had been playing with him?
"Who are you?" He asked, his voice cracking slightly from all the screaming and shouting he had done earlier. When the people didn't answer him he began walking again. He passed them and began to mutter a name under his breath. "Magneto, Magneto, Magneto . . . ." Every now and then it would be follwed by, "I can't do it. He's my Uncle. I can't . . ."
ooc|| All I could think up for the moment.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 10:26 am
Pietro cocked an eyebrow at the kid who walked by him. He looked vaguely familiar but he couldn’t put his finger on it. His ramblings were quite noteworthy, however.
“Hey, mumbly-mc-downer boy, Magneto’s dead, save yourself some grief,” he said as he turned to leave, walking for once as his legs had actually become tired.
All was well in the world. Magneto was gone, his sister had no real reason to want to kill him anymore (he hoped), and he could, after what seemed like an eternity, go back to pestering John for a little while. Maybe even get Noko to break up with him, as he was sure their relationship wouldn’t last [[remember: Pietro doesn’t know about the wedding]]. And of course, it would be wonderful to see Koko again, after such a long absence.
And HOPEFULLY, there wouldn’t be any more super-strong mutant powerhouses coming to kill them all for… well at least a week or so.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 11:22 am
Eric heard what the boy had said and stopped in his tracks a voice in his head cursed and there seemed to be a change in plans. If he couldn't kill Magneto, then he was just going to have to kill Magneto's son. With a quick backflip Eric jumped over the boy's head and landed on one knee and looked up at him. "Run." He replied weakly through gritted teeth. "Run if you want to live. If I don't kill you she will."
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 11:37 am
Pietro looked at the boy, and laughed. “Oh, now that’s just rich,” he said dismissively, with the usual sexually ambiguous flick of his wrist. All these would be assassins out there looking to prove themselves, and they always seemed to wanna start with the one person in the world they could never possibly hit.
In an instant, the kid found his underwear pulled violently over his head. Pietro may have been a little tired, but after Magneto any other challenge seemed rather bland in comparison.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 11:41 am
ooc|| Oh, so rich. I pulled that one on my little sisters the other day. Please, couldn't you have done better? wink
IC|| Once Eric got thing situated again he glared at the boy. "i'm not kidding. Run if you value your life." He hissed. Suddenly a pain ran through his head and a vision seared through his mind. She was coming. She was coming for the guy. Eric feel to his knees. "RUN!" He cried. A burst of light flew from his hand suddenly and hit the boy, it showed him excatly what Eric was afraid of. Pure evil was coming his way.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 11:54 am
“Ow!” Pietro shouted at the now raving lunatic. “You d**k! That hurt!”
He began to run at high end speeds around the boy, creating a mild vacuum powerful enough to send the kid spinning into the air for several moments. A few more blasts of energy appeared to spew out of the vortex, but they were without direction, as if the kid wasn’t in control of himself. Whatever the reason, Pietro didn’t particularly care.
Pietro stopped on a dime, and let the boy fall back several dozen feet to earth, landing with a grunt. “Ok, I don’t know what your deal is but go home. I’ve had enough of this s**t for today.”
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 12:04 pm
ooc|| Much better. *claps and bows*
ic|| Eric looked up at him and then his eyes got wide as a form appeared behind the boy. Eric slowly got to his feet, holding his arm close to his stomach which he had gotten hurt, and backed off. "I told you to run! I told you to get the hell out of here!" Eric held his head and then took off down the road, lemping as he went.
Suddenly the boy who had hurt Eric was throw into the air and then forced to the ground. The earth cracked around him and the clouds darkened. A woman smiled down at him wickedly. "Lets have some fun." She replied.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 12:22 pm
“Oh for the almighty sake of ******** what now?” Pietro muttered as the bald woman looked down at him, cackling evilly.
“You know lady, if you go a little ways down the road there’s a whole mansion full of mutants you can kill. Hell I’ll help you if you want…”
“Xavier’s little pests are for later, but for now surely you won’t begrudge an old woman of her fun?”
“… are you hitting on me? Cuz if you are then well… sorry but there’s older women and then there are fossils--“
That was as far as Pietro got before her lips turned into a snear, and a force radiated in every direction, stripping the bark off the trees and sending Pietro flying backward, landing beside Wanda.
“Ok bro… you just ran a long way to get killed here, and I’m not saving your a** twice in one day. Lets get out of here,” she muttered, almost completely uninterested in what was going on.
“Damnit… stupid old lady!” Pietro shouted before he and his sister disappeared in a cloud of dust, headed toward the Brotherhood house. The woman just watched them leave… she’d be sure to mind rape them both later. There were bigger fish to fry at the moment, however.
Cassandra turned to Eric, who appeared to be trying to limp away. “Oh Eric?” she asked, almost motherly, although instantly used her abilities to take control of his body, forcing him to walk over. “I left your mind free to observe, if only to give me the pleasure of having you look on in horror. I did not, however, give you this little luxury in order for you to try and spare me any victims.”
She forced his hands to face his own gut, and fired off a blast, sending him to the ground, coughing up blood. “See that it doesn’t happen again,” she said, her motherly tone remaining, though her face twisted in a grin ever so dark.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 12:26 pm
"Umm...Ok, NOW whats going on? Is there another person showing up again?" She scratched her head and her hair shot straight up. "Oh, c'mooooon...not again."
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 12:28 pm
ooc|| *blink* *blink* Dude . . .I am not worthy to be in this RP. *claps louder and bows*
ic|| Eric was throw in the back of a car where two men drove him and Casandra towards the mansion. All Eric could think about the whole time was Lily and Greg. They had both been so worried about him throughs few days ago. How could he face them, hurt them? He looked over at Casandra with a firm yet nervous glare. "I won't hurt any of the children." He replied. He could still taste blood in his mouth.
Casandra rolled her eyes and then took hold of Eric's chin tightly. "You have no say in the matter. Maybe if you knew how to control your powers better then maybe you wouldn't hurt anyone. But as long as you're still a weakling . . .you'll kill a few people for me." Her tone was soft yet it had that evil side to it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2004 12:43 pm
The car stopped several hundred yards from the X-Mansion. Cassandra Nova took Eric into her arms, still hooked on her perverse motherly fix, and began to rather gently fix the boy up. She brushed his hair straight, and replaced his clothing, enough to hide any signs of abuse. She even used an aspect of her limited, yet effective healing powers to relieve the mild bruises and bleeding about his face. Soon, it was as if Eric had suffered no abuse at all to the outward observer. As he was a new student anyway, it was doubtless that no one would have been even slightly aware of what he’d been through, and just to make sure, Cassandra placed a telepathic shield around the boy to divert the mental eyes of any nosey telepaths.
“Now Eric, my boy, you will proceed to enter the Mansion. You will tell the administration that nothing is wrong, that your disappearance was a mild side-effect of your powers that you’ve only recently learned to control, and that you are ever so willing to become yet another prim and proper student at the magnificent Xavier Institute for Higher Learning. You will gain their trust, you will learn their names, you will make abundantly sure that you will, by the end of the week, have electronic data waiting for me that will detail all the delicious genetic information of every teacher, student, and staff member, along with detailed security maps and access codes. And if you fail, or get any ideas of betraying me, well, perhaps you notice that mild tingling running up and down your spine? That is what we call a telepathic post hypnotic suggestion. That means that if you fail me, or betray me, you will suddenly feel the overwhelming urge to go into a murderous rage, seeking out those you love first, and then after anyone who dares move, and kill them on sight. Of course, you’ll be shouting about how you can’t control yourself, but with so much blood on your hands I’m afraid Wolverine’s advanced hearing will be quite deaf as he guts you, and I simply acquire a new puppet. Now leave the car, and get to work.”
The door opened, and Eric was pushed from the car, before it sped off. True, Cassandra could have simply taken control of the boy’s body entirely, performed the operations all on her own with a much greater chance of success. But no, forcing him to do it, tasting his fear at every moment as he was forced to do the unthinkable, it was a luxury she simply couldn’t deny herself.
“Trask Enterprises,” she directed to driver as they sped into the distance.
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