Some Reality Web

[John]

You wanna know something awesome?

[Jean, Scott, Erik]
What's your history with Mystique? She's sounding a lot friendlier than I'd expect.


added: [616 mutants]
Scott says that Mystique is part of their team and a mentor. It might not be a bad idea to be cautious, but I know alternate realities aren't always as we expect. It's possible that she really is on our side.

Jean? Hank?

Any X-Men at all?

eta: Jean Grey
I don't know if I'm doing this right, but can you see this? Are you okay?

This isn't where I just fucking was. What is going on? Can't an old man finally fucking rest without being hurled into some new timeline? Guessing no, which is just fantastic.

Kid, you out there? Did you make it?




I need a drink.

Apparently being a terrorist, revolutionary, CEO and adventurer doesn't translate terribly well to 'normal' employment.

Thus, falling back on the main position I've had to offer many.

I have secured a position teaching at the high school here, although the end of year is approaching, apparently there are summer options. Either way, having something to do will likely stop me from losing my mind or becoming an alcoholic, which Remy is fully facilitating.

Okay so now I've got a little bit of information about this place... nope. Still don't get it.

The multiverse theory is far too new and way too complex and my hind brain is already having a freak out. More so than usual.

I need fewer big words. And possibly some morphine.

What's black and white and red all over?

[Emma Frost]

Favourite food? Or tequila. We could skip straight to tequila if you prefer.

For the record that was not me.

Okay so I like to think I'm sorta used to the weird and wonderful by this point in my life but this? This is definitely pushing it.

Also the last entity I ran across wanted to kill everyone and destroy everything in the known universe so... yeah.

That moment when you misjudge a gap between two buildings and accidentally end up making out with the pavement with your face.

Ice packs are wonderful things they really are.

Also, painkillers, those too.

Not my finest moment.

Okay so one minute I was just doing my own thing at the school and now I'm here?

Startled myself a bit with the wicked vertigo on landing (? is that what we're calling it, landing? Teleporting? It better not be time travel, I've had enough of that thx) so the ice in the lobby will melt in, like, three hours. Just, uh, watch your step.

Okay so been here a while but I didn't exactly have opposable thumbs for a while then 'cause apparently getting plucked up by an all powerful entity meant I defaulted to- Well, it doesn't matter.

Name's Gar.

Hi.