I will be back. Wicked calls my name.
» How's the genius faring today, good sir?
I think our associates talked.
[OOC: Discussion of drug use, heroin addiction, Which -- I guess I should have realised would happen when I mentioned Trainspotting]
So one of the guys I took down? Guess what his name was?
Anyone who said David Cannon gets a giant cookie. One I'm not making.
You kids get it all out of your system last night? Or this mornin - saw more than a few toss their cookies in some shrubs on the run.
Better hope so, because what you kids need is direction. We don't got Xavier's or Jean's school here. We don't got a Danger Room or scenarios were can run on the front lawn. But we also don't got the baggage and the public hate we had back home. Still need to be trained. Still need to learn discipline.
Few of us have set up a warehouse we think'll do just fine. Back to the roots. Vacation's over. If they need the X-Men, we're gonna be here for this world, and if you wanna join, you've gotta be good enough to take the name. That means training.
Adults, we're gonna need everybody on board to train with their strengths, show these kids what you know and how you got there. Junior X-Men, you're in training. Anybody who wants it, gets it. Don't want or think you need it? Get lost.
We'll do a rotating schedule, I'm thinkin 3-4 days a week, but I'm gonna leave that to the adults better with time management, cause if it was my idea I'd have you there every damn day.
[OOC: * If your character is classified as a mutant even if they're not specifically an "X-Men" or they're only on one team, etc, they're included. This is pretty open. So Magneto, Raven, Laura/X-23 are all on this! Poke me if you're not sure!]
Hey, so, I know everyone was thinking to themselves, "You know what would be better than one Spider-Man from our world?"
No, the answer isn't none.
AHEM. Everyone, this is Ben Reilly. Ben was my substitute for a bit because my powers started fritzing, stuff happened, other things happened after that stuff -- okay, the takeaway is that he didn't really meet most of you because the Avengers were slightly non-existent when he was doing his thing. But you get to meet him now. And, yeah, you're not seeing things. He looks like me beneath all that bruising and blond hair. Reason being because we're genetically the same guy.
Ben, eyes are on you, buddy. Say something profound.
I don't want to make this a I-never-ask-favors thing, but just... this is his second chance. Keep that in mind, okay?
drstam in thedoorway
Apparently it's Tartan Week in New York. You'd look good in a kilt. And apparently so do I. Besides, kilts are very handy for having fun if you wear them like a true Scotsman.
Also! One of my team, Ashley, mentioned we should probably put a limit on the bar. She's probably right. I suspect many of our fellow refugees could drink us out of house and home.
We should probably also set a date. End of the month? What days could we get at the venue?
Peter, try to keep yourself contained, but Neal and I are taking a vacation to Ravello, Italy this coming weekend.
I have no plants to water or fish to feed, this is more of an informational post. Try not to get into too much trouble while we're gone.
SORRY guys. I was TRYING to surprise you both with cookies that I baked. I followed the recipe, but I really don't know what I did wrong? I left them on for the right amount of time. It smells like burntfl- you know when they used to burn tires down by the old mine? And it had that really terrible smell that lingered in your hair? Yeah.
It's too late for me, but RUN. SAVE YOURSELVES.