( colligo ¬ get collected ) → communications.

( Presents from Rachel under the X-Mansion's Chrismukkah tree )

[OOC: As with Jack, don't know how else to post this; the gifts are there to open]

( Sent to: Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Sarah Kerrigan, Kitty Pryde, Rachel Summers, Cassandra Cain, Molly Hayes, Bo Hess, Forge, Damian Wayne, Barbara Gordon, Kara Zor-El, Helena Bertinelli, Roy Harper, Kate Kane, the Archangel Gabriel, Jade, Adam Young, Claire Winchester, Dean Winchester, Parker, Future Dean Winchester, Cas, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Steve Rogers, Molly Suresh, Mohinder Suresh, Thor, Loki, Lily Luna Potter, James Sirius Potter, Torunn Thorsdottir, Isabel Evans, Idris, The Doctor, River Song, Rory Williams, The Master, Nikola Tesla, Zoe Tesla, Helen Magnus, Ashley Magnus, John Constantine, Maximum Ride, Spike, Cordelia Chase, Dawn Summers, Hanna Heller )

FUCKING GIANT ROBOTS WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK

[a few seconds later]
HELP?!?

This place is insane. And when I say insane, I mean INSANE.

[immediately after]
Have you seen these comics? If you haven't? Do yourself a favor and don't. Really. Just don't.

[immediately after that]
For starters, I'm a lot older than I should be, wearing some horrible green and yellow outfit, and my hair looks like I've got a SKUNK ON MY HEAD.

[a few seconds later]
And in some of them I'm with some guy named Gambit and in others I'm... I don't even want to talk about it. It's that disturbing.

[thirty seconds later]
I need ice cream. And a hot shower. And maybe bleach for my brain. But definitely ice cream because this is just plain wrong.

There is something entirely off putting about someone telling you your future.

[ a few seconds later ]
Feel lucky the worst news you have gotten is that you're going to go bald.