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greyjedi125 Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 10/26/06 7:38pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes
	Mutant Crime Unit, East Coast Head Quarters National Commissioner, Marcus Talbolt's Office: Mr. Talbolt sat silenty on his chair, leaning slightly forward. He sighed heavy as he pressed the 'play' button on the remote control on his right hand. He mentally prepared himself...again. Even the third time, it was not easy even for him to watch. With his thick eyebrows forrowed in frown and his lips pressed to pencil line thiness, he absetly stroked at his bearded chin with his other hand. The HD TV screen re-played the security camera recording his office had received from the Texas branch, less than an hour ago. He witnessed yet again as a red-skinned mutant killed and innocent woman, then maimed and incapacitated another female. "Animal!" he blurted hotly from under his breath, his anger once again boiling to the surface. Marcus found himself sighing in relief once again as the red-skinned mutant passed the young girl, sparing her from any physical damage to compound the psychological damage he had already dealt her. The man shook his head not understanding. "Why?" he asked himself, for there was no one in the room with him. The feeling of abject incredulity wouldn't leave him. Why was he doing this? Marcus knew the red-skinned and white-eyed mutant perp, who called himself Abominus. Well, not him personally, but more the criminal history and the psych profile that was given him. He was a wanted man, especially by his office. He was one of the most violent of mutants on the most wanted list, and the Wilfred Moreau, the Commanding Chief for the Ministry of Mutant Affairs, wanted him off the streets immediately. Marcus knew that as soon as Wilfred found out of Abominus latest attack, he'd want to know what was being done to apprehend him....and that answer had better be more than to his satisfaction-or else! The National Commissioner turned off his screen and activated a console on his huge desk. He could not feel any pity for those who had none, especially a killer of defenseless women. "This is National Commissioner Marcus Talbolt, awaiting security I.D." A small device came up from the console and scanned his eye, and took into account many other prediscribed criteria. [Identity confirmed. Welcome to Central, Commissioner Talbolt.] an overly synthesized female voiced greeted amicably. "Thank you." the man said without humor and proceeded to type into his keyboard. The console screen began to cycle through his search and responded to his prompts. He had an idea of what measures to enact that would initially satisfy the Commanding Chief, so it wasn't long before he found the link he was looking for. "Yes, yes. I'm authorizing this. I want the bounty on Abominus doubled. Yes, I want it upped to $500,000 american. Also, I want a manhunt on this guy. He is extremely dangerous because of his abilities, so I want members on the team to be of alpha ranking. Captured alive would be preferable, but if not, we want identifiable parts. No, I want this effective immediately." Moments later, Marcus finished with the arrangements and exited the security site. He reclined his large form back on his chair and passed stubby fingers through thining hair. He chuckled dryly and remarked: "I'm getting too old for this." But someone had to do his job. Someone had to make sure that no more innocent cashiers got killed needlessly and for no apparent reason whatsoever. Lunatics needed to be stopped; more so lunatics with super powers! For Mercy's Sake, what was the world coming to? Marcus wondered as his eyes gravitated to a picture frame of his two nieces. The young twins were not only beautiful, but the splitting image of his "little" sister. More than anything else, He wanted them to live and grow-up in a world free of abject fear and needless violence, and if he could do his part in ushering such a world, then by all means, he would do everything in his power to make it so. ************************* Literally oceans away, the very same security recording was being view by agencies with a different perspective and with more sinister agendas. From his "All-seeing-Sanctum" within The Citadel in Genosha, Silkworm chuckled in delight at the red-skinned mutant's performance. "Well, I think I've found ourselves another suitable candidate for our little 'brotherhood." The man, well, more machine now than man, remarked to himself. "Won't Lord Exodus be pleased." Silkworm began to hum to himself as he prepared a missive for the mighty Lord Exodus, detailing why Abominus would be a fine addition to their ranks. Silkworm highlighted the areas of interest, like the fact that Abominus has been able to systematically continue his spree of violence and elude capture for this long, thanks to his skill with his mutant abilities. According to his criminal records, he's targeted non-mutants, for the most part. Mutants that defended undeserving humans ended-up sharing the fate of the human trash. However, logic dictated that Abominus could not remain at-large indefinitely, and with his bounty doubled by the authorities, it was only a matter of time before they finally caught up him and captured him, or killed him in the process. Only Lord Exodus could track someone as slippery as Abominus, well....easily. Silkworm felt a surge of excitement within him, but kept it in check. Getting ahead of oneself never served any good purpose. Not as far as Lord Exodus was concerned anyway. Either way, there was nothing to lose and everything to gain, but only if they got to the prize before the authorities did. Tag: No one yet, but soon....( Reynar ) -----signature----- "Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter."_Yoda "I find your lack of Faith disturbing."_ Darth Vader "There is always Hope."_Luke Skywalker "Make me one with everything." (Hungry Monk)_Ameteth
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Darth_Elu Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 10/27/06 1:47pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes
	Marty Sayre IC: Location ~Dover, Delaware Marty moved quietly among the internet without detection...yes, the internet. And the reason for the no detection was because no one really cared what other people did on the computer, and plus, Marty had taken a computer in a corner where no one could see anyway. Being as, he hated to admit this, poor as he actually was, Marty did not have a computer. Or Television. Or telephone. He went to a public place to pay for time on the computer instead, how he thanked whatever power there was that such a place existed. It helped with his job. Going onto a site not many people went on to, he saw a new bounty placed. A big one. Half a million dollars. That could pay for Allie's treatments for a while and I could get at least a little bit more essentials for my apartment... He clicked on the bounty and saw it came from high up there. Someone really wanted someone off the streets, that was for sure. A tough one, but it might be worth it. He read into it and Marty sat a few moments, staring at the screen. Wanted Alive or Dead with Identifiable Parts...but what got him was who the target was. Abominus. He had heard of him a lot by people on the street, some televisions in windows of shops talked about him, and he saw him on the newspaper from time-to-time. A mutant. Marty was good at what he did, he allowed himself that, but he had never gone after a mutant before. Once he killed one as part of a job, but he didn't count that. He hadn't known the target was a mutant. Marty had managed to sneak up on that one and killed him without much of an actual confrontation. Only while he was given his reward was he given the information that it had been a mutant. Marty had felt sick to his stomach, but shook his mind off of that later on. Marty himself was a mutant after all! But...it didn't matter. He knew why he would have to accept this bounty. Allie. Wasn't it always? Though this one, this one would be dangerous. He would have to be careful. His eyes skimmed the bottom of the page, which stated, Email here, gave the email address, Personnel assigned to address. Shall be able to receive any emails of interest within minutes. Email if interested! Marty took a deep breath and clicked. After after a few moments, he typed up an email stating his interest and that he felt he could take Abominus off the streets. Tag: GM -----signature----- Brittnee My love, my life Getting married to spacelady on 8/22/09 "Ichigo! Come out and fight me, you *******!" The Elu Empire ~ Recruiting! Ask now! I am Death
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EnnaJ Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 10/27/06 3:01pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes
	OCC: Hi guys remember me ? Mesa back ! says in Jar Jar binx voice do u have any idea where inara and sam would be right now ? -----signature----- ROCK N' ROLL...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Those who are about to rock....we salut you...salutes looks around to make sure coast is clear... headbangs
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Reynar_Tedros Title: RPF Banner Designer Registered: Jul '06	Date Posted: 10/27/06 9:31pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes
	IC: Abominus Deanville, Texas The hard raindrops from the sky continued to plummet, faster and faster, it seemed, by each passing second. It was hardly past three o'clock in the afternoon, yet the sun was completely shadowed by the merciless grey clouds that continued to pour on the earth below without hesitance. Various cars of various colors and shapes zoomed by on the roads, which really made no sense considering the respectable loss of traction on the slick roads. The water was sprayed onto the already drenched sidewalk from the black rubber tires. For those beings that didn't own a car, or didn't currently have the luxury of one, they were running every which way, frantically attempting to find shelter from the rain as umbrellas hovered over their heads, apparently not serving their intended purpose. Puddles were forming and rippling as shoes disrupted their peace one by one. Abominus' hands were tucked safely away in his pockets, the hood of his coat shielding his head from the rain. One might question why someone walking down a sidewalk with the sun completely out of sight would be wearing sunglasses. Well, the one who would ask that probably would be unaware of the plain white eyes beneath the shades, which had become the signature of one of the world's most wanted killers. But, seeing as their focus was set on getting out of the harsh rain, no one person noticed the oddity, or if they did, they did not bother to address it. Abominus stopped in front of a window, and turning around with his head hunched forward, he watched a video of himself during his bank murder, though the gory parts were edited out to keep the children from seeing such a nefarious act. Abominus himself didn't understand why, for children these days were watching programs such as South Park, with, even, their parents' consent. Humans these days, they continued to surprise him. "Fools," he muttered to himself. They look down upon the Mutant race, but yet never stop once to look in the mirror and notice their own faults and defects, and Lord knew their was an insurmountable amount of them that they possessed. Why were such beings chosen to rule and govern this world? Abominus shook his head and continued on his journey home, the image of the message on the television screen reverberating throughout his own conscious mind. Bounty on Killer Doubled. He grinned. Tag: greyjedi
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JediAayla Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 10/28/06 12:38am Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes
	IC: Thera Dreamscape "Listen to me my child, you must 'purge' these psyches from your being while you still can...while you are still in control, lest they overwhelm you and consume you entirely. There's not a moment to lose! Purge them from within your being with all your might Thera, I will assisst you!" Erik shouted. Thera could not respond. She had noticed that one of the psyches wasn't in the circle surrounding her, and was focused entirely on it. It was Jean Grey. Can you hear me Thera!? Thera!!? Erik was shouting desperately. "Listen to him, Thera LeBeau. They are right, you know. It is coming for you. She has chosen you and nothin you can say or do will change her mind or keep her from joining with you. And truthfully, you will need her as much as she needs you. But if you keep all of us here, your mind will just be more cluttered, and you could die...focus on each one of us, Thera. Then will us back to our bodies. "Yes, ma'am," Thera mumbled. Then she stared at the psyche of Hermes, focusing her mental energy on finding his body. When she did, a small circle grew in front of her...it was like a portal, showing her Hermes' body. She smiled, feeling love gushing for him. She ordered the psyche to go back to him. When it refused, she glared, her gaze turning to stone. This was not the old Thera...this was not someone to trifle with. She marched toward him, grabbed him by the throat and threw him through the portal. One down, infinity to go, she said grimly, turning to the rest. They were shocked. How did she break free of their power? Because, she spoke, answering their unasked questions. Your power is my power. You are here because of me. This is my mind. I am in control. As she headed toward the next psyche, Rowan, it leapt into the portal, not wanting to anger her. Tag: Hermes, Rowan, GJ -----signature----- "Master Skywalker there are too many of them. What are we going to do? gasp!" I really like this smiley! ---> You know something funny about ants and antfarms...
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LeiaHair Registered: Aug '03	Date Posted: 10/28/06 7:54pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes
	OOC: Hey y'all. Sorry about my lack of posting. RL is... well.. crazy. I will put up a post here within a few days (Wed. at the latest.) I promise! -----signature----- Engaged to DoranNu Pinky... are you thinking what I'm thinking? Ya... but if Jimmy cracks corn, an' nobody cares... why does he keep doing it?
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MASTERPRENN Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 10/28/06 8:28pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes
	IC: Johan Johan left the office with a quick shake of the hand, and an offering of help whenever it was required. Quietly he walked down the hall, usuall amount of philosophical reading and essays under his arm... TAG: Any who want to talk -----signature----- "When you see me, what do you see? I see a big bushy beard and hair." - Stephen Colbert/Cornel West
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Reynar_Tedros Title: RPF Banner Designer Registered: Jul '06	Date Posted: 10/29/06 1:05pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes - Date Edited: 10/29/06 1:07pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Reynar_Tedros
	GM Approved! Alias: The Blue Vortex Real Name: Linus Creed Date of Birth: 7/24/1978 Gender: Male Age: 28 Height: 5’ 11” Weight: 185 lbs. Eyes: Blue Hair: Short, brown Family: Danielle Creed (Wife), Ryan Creed (Son) Marital Status: Married Species: Mutant Nationality: American Team: N/A Base of Operations: N/A Ability: Energy Construct. Similar to Force Fields, but far more intricate; Linus has the ability to create complex shapes (such as giant boxing gloves or cages) out of solid energy (think Green Lantern minus the ring). Appearance: Linus has a generic appearance, short brown hair with medium height and weight. He has blue eyes with chiseled features. When he's not The Blue Vortex, Linus is seen in normal clothing, usually adorned in a tee-shirt and blue jeans. Other Special Features: N/A Personality: Kind, generous, and caring. Is always willing to help out. Weapons: N/A History/Background: Linus Creed was born to Mutant parents, who were both police officers in Los Angeles, California. He lived a rather temperate life, creating small objects as a child, mostly toys. But as he grew in age, so did the objects he could create, and soon he could create complex shapes such as giant boxing gloves or cages. At the age of twenty-two, after graduating from college, Linus took it upon himself to halt the rapidly rising crime rate. Creating a suit and a mask, he donned the alias “The Blue Vortex,” and set out to stop crime all over the city. Now, he continues his vigilant ways, albeit the government says that no one should take the law into their own hands. Though the crime rate has dropped since The Blue Vortex has come into existence, the police continue to try and capture him. So far, their efforts have been futile, and he now embarks on the mission of his life. To stop the criminal mastermind known only as Abominus.
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Reynar_Tedros Title: RPF Banner Designer Registered: Jul '06	Date Posted: 10/29/06 1:30pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes
	IC: Linus Creed Los Angeles, California The weather in Los Angeles was currently temperate, as it always was at that time of year, and the sun and the clouds shared the light blue sky evenly. The ultraviolet rays cast their light upon the earth as a blue Civic pulled into the concrete driveway of the home of the Creed family. Linus felt the slight bump, as always, when he pulled into the uphill driveway. He parked the car in front of the messy garage (there was a skateboard in the center so he couldn't park there anyway), and pushed down the emergency brake. Turning off the ignition, he unclicked his seatbelt and shoved it to the back of the seat. Man that sure did feel nice. Stepping out of the car, Linus headed towards the door. A tall, brick archway greeted him, and before he could put his keys in the lock of the maroon front door, it opened before him, his nine year-old son Ryan awaiting his arrival. "Dad," the young boy said, his neck-length brown hair shaggy and unkempt. He never had a taste for neatness. "Ronald wants to, um, know if I can spend the night at his house, and, um, mom told me to, to ask you." "Good to see you too, little man," Linus said, jokingly ruffling his son's hair. "Sure, it's fine with me." A pleased expression made its way to Ryan's face as he ran into his bedroom to tell Ronald the good news. Danielle walked up to Linus in front of the door after Ryan had made his dramatic exit. She wrapped her arms around her husband's waste as she snuck him a kiss. She smiled, for the couldn't be happier to see him, and stared endlessly into his blue eyes, her long brown hair flowing behind her softly in the soothing wind. "How was your day?" she asked. Linus smiled. "Open up the safe!" the burglar said, masked in a black ski-mask that showed only dark brown eyes and a narrow pair of lips. "Hurry up!" He pounded the pistol on the cash register as the man behind the counter desperately tried to key in the code to open it. Meanwhile, another robber in the back of the convenient store was grabbing everything off the shelves that he could stuff in his pocket. Why a few candy bars and soft drinks were so valuable to him could not be understood. The clerk finally got the cash register open, and the robber in front of him desperately reached over the counter to grab all the cash he could feel. Stuffing it all into a grey duffle bag, he called to his partner and headed out of the convenient store. Just as the door opened and the two were about to head out, cash in hand, something light blue and transparent appeared directly in front of them and knocked them back on the floor, money spilling out of the bag and candy bars flying out of the second thief's pockets. The Blue Vortex entered the store, cape billowing behind him as he looked down at the two criminals. Sirens could be heard in the distance as Vortex cuffed the thieves with restraints of his own, his hands clasped together behind his back as he used his mind to create the cuffs. He smiled. "Bummer." "The usual," Linus said, planting a kiss on his wife's lips. Tag: greyjedi
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greyjedi125 Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 10/29/06 3:23pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes - Date Edited: 10/29/06 3:32pm (1 edits total) Edited By: greyjedi125
	Los Angeles, California After arresting the two perps, the cops at the scene shared a good laugh, but not all of them were laughing. "What's the matter Mike, no one was hurt, which is nearly a miracle in these parts. Blue Vortex did good, perhaps we should give him a badg..." "Don't you EVER say that!! Real people are not meant to have super powers! Have you already forgotten what Abominus did in Texas!!?? Why hasn't the Superhero community gone after HIM!! huh?? Yeah, that's what I thought. They don't give a ***** about us, it's just one big game to them." Silence. "Damn, I'm sorry Mike. Didn't know you felt that strongly about it." "We'll yeah....I do. Look, I didn't mean to blow up on you like that ok, let's forget it. We gotta head back and fill out this report..." "No sweat bro." "Hey,Steve..." "What's up, Mike?" "When the president finally signs that Mutant Registration Act, let's hope that your "Blue friend" is the first one on that line." "Ha,ha! Ok, how about, I bet you half my paycheck that he will. I'm pretty sure he'll be there!" "Ha! You can't be serious, you might as well pay up now buddy, hehehe. Well, we'll see. I hope you're right...for his sake." Tag: ( Reynar) ********************************************************** Westchester County, New York, The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning In a secure and secluded subterranean area, Cerebra worked in complete silence. The World Map before the Paranormal Detection Device looked like a map of the stars against the dimly lit chamber. As instructed, Cerebra was nearly ready to send Sage, the resident telepath taking up Erik Xavier's "monitoring" duties for the time being, an update as to her findings, regarding her location of mutants on a global scale. Of course, Xavier had shared his suspicions that his arch-nemesis may have come into possession of similar or copy-cat technology, and it was quite imperative for them to act in a timely manner, lest more potential mutants for good be harvested for evil. Cerebra continued collecting data, and counted down the nanoseconds before sending out her report. OOC: Fear not my friends, I'm also working on our REGULAR UPDATE! All is well. -----signature----- "Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter."_Yoda "I find your lack of Faith disturbing."_ Darth Vader "There is always Hope."_Luke Skywalker "Make me one with everything." (Hungry Monk)_Ameteth
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Ragnarok332 Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 10/29/06 3:32pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes - Date Edited: 10/29/06 3:33pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Ragnarok332
	GM APPROVED Alias: (This is your codename)Poltergiest Real Name: (Every character has a real name, even if they don’t remember it)Chaz (cant remember last name) Date of Birth: (Every character was born at some point) if you create a character there’s no reason not to have a birth date)June 13,1988 Gender: (Are you male or female?)Male Age: (How old are you?)18 Height: (How tall are you?)5'7 Weight: (How much do you weigh?)142LB Eyes: (Many characters have unique eye colors, sometimes this can be overrated so don’t over-do it)Red Hair: (What color and what style is your hair?)Long black hair Family: (What known or unknown family is alive?)Unknow Marital Status: (Single, single-and-looking, divorced, married?)Single Species: (Probably mutant, nothing else is really allowed but you can try) Mutnat Nationality: (Black, Asian, Caucasian, Hispanic, etc)Causcasian Team: (This will probably come later unless you’re already on some team) No team Base of Operations: (Where is your base as of now?)In an alley. has no home. looking for a place to be accepted Ability: (Your character's ability or abilities, including any known weaknesses.) Ghost powers. Fazing through things. becomeing invisible , energy blasts,etc Appearance: (What types of clothes does your character wear.)No mouth with red eyes. he wears a black jacket with a silver shirt under it that has a picture of a demon on it. on the back of the jacket is the chinese symbol for bad. and black pants. he wears a scarf in public to hid the fact that he dosent have a mouth. Other Special Features: (Anything else about your character)he dosent have a mouth Personality: (A thorough description of your character’s personality and quirks)He is tough and angry most of the time. he has been alone so he doesn't really care about emotions. Weapons: (Any weapons your character may possess, biological or otherwise)None History/Background: (Be as descriptive as possible. Every character has a background of some sort, even if they do not remember it.)He was the only mutant in his family but he doesnt know he had a family. they abondand him to fend for himself. he goes around sometimes helping people. he lives in an alley waiting for someone to accept him somewhere. -----signature----- I will find my true destiny You do not know the power of the dark side (darth vader) I am one with the force
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greyjedi125 Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 10/29/06 10:33pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes
	Xavier Institute of Higher Learning, Infirmary, Lera's Room Lera, Professor N'dare and infirmary crew, Mental The monitors in the Infirmary's main office showed that Lera was once again having trouble sleeping. The Alpha wave scanner assaigned to monitor her was showing spikes again, which meant that the young girl was quite prone to using her abilities in her sleep. And almost as predicted, the scanner showed a spiked where a prominence of Lera's electrical power should have corresponded, but in her room, no evidence of such occurred. Unbeknownst to Lera, she was outfitted with an inhibitor collar while she slept. This was for her own protection. She was indeed powerful enough to bring down the ceiling on her sleeping form, should she affect a powerful enough burst of electricity. Whatever assailed her subconcious mind was unknown, which meant that her unconcious agitation was counter productive to her needs for rest. A silent alarm was triggered then, informing the Infirmary staff of the patient's needs. Tag: Genimay, Ktala ******************************* Thera's Dreamscape Thera Erik did not receive any verbal response from Thera, but what he heard and beheld, inwardly moved his spirit. One of his Father's original and perhaps greatest student was speaking to Thera. Her name...Jean Grey. "Listen to him, Thera LeBeau. They are right, you know. It is coming for you. She has chosen you and nothing you can say or do will change her mind or keep her from joining with you. And truthfully, you will need her as much as she needs you. But if you keep all of us here, your mind will just be more cluttered, and you could die...focus on each one of us, Thera. Then will us back to our bodies." Erik smiled, although he was not exactly certain who was this "she" who had chosen Thera, and for what purpose. "Yes, ma'am," Thera mumbled. Then she stared at the psyche of Hermes, focusing her mental energy on finding his body. When she did, a small circle grew in front of her...it was like a portal, showing her Hermes' body. She smiled, feeling love gushing for him. She ordered the psyche to go back to him. When it refused, she glared, her gaze turning to stone. This was not the old Thera...this was not someone to trifle with. She marched toward him, grabbed him by the throat and threw him through the portal. "One down, infinity to go", she said grimly, turning to the rest. They were shocked. How did she break free of their power? Because, she spoke, answering their unasked questions. "Your power is my power. You are here because of me. This is my mind. I am in control." As she headed toward the next psyche, Rowan, it leapt into the portal, not wanting to anger her. Erik Xavier chuckled, then turned to face the red headed female, who glowed softly as she floated nearby. "Thank you." Erik said, inclining his head and offered a kind smile. "You're most welcomed." Jean responded, returning the smile. "You know, you can stop resisting her now. I can tell you've set a portion of your mind to fight-off her syphoning effects all this time until you found a proper solution. You're so much like Charles, and yet nothing like him." "Well, I am doing..." "...All that you can, I know. But your students need you now, more than ever. A great and terrible storm is coming and you should be there to help them wheather it. You must return to them, Erik. There's still so much for you to do. It is time for you to wake up Erik....Wake up." Erik saw Jean smile and he smiled back as he saw her begin to fade, but then he realized that it was not her that was fading, but rather himself. Thera was taking back full charge of her mind, and his assistance was no longer needed. Now that this crisis was past, it was time to take his leave and attend to the matters at hand. As Erik's Astral form quickly retreated to it's place of origin within his own mind, the Professor thought he'd felt a sudden chill, as well as getting a glimpse of a terrible looming shadow that looked as if it would blot out the stars upon the heavens. A fleeting feeling of recognition coursed through Erik, but he could not quite place it at the moment. A great need to rest had come over him, and his mind was heeding that call. He slowly began to feel the embrace of warmth and welcome as he finally gave into the sweetness of rest. * The Great Shadow remained very still until the astral form had disappeared. It managed to feel surprise that it had almost been discovered by the son of it's deceased arch-nemesis. It had felt a great urge to destroy it there and there, but it also knew what utter foolishness and disaster that would be. For it had also sensed the presence of a mind of vast power, more than enough to rival his, and he was not ready to be discovered quite yet. Besides, that was not even part of it's mission. He'd finally found the object of his search. The young man lay still on a bed. Although his body was unrestrained, his mind was efficientky caged by the neural inhibitor he wore around his neck. The Great Shdow surged and smiled, chuckling at the paltry challenge before it. A systematic bombardment of energy should eventually burn out the inhibitor's circuitry, effectively liberting it's captive. How deceptively simple. The room in which the captive body was held turned darker, as the Great Shadow surged with unguessed power, and went to work on completing it's mission. Back at the Institute, Jocasta became acutely aware that there was a dramatic change in one of her high priority monitor codes. Actually, several of them. Thera LeBeau's condition seemed to be rapidly stabilizing. Jocasta also noticed and coorelated data, that though Erik Xavier was being cared for in a location quite removed from Thera's, his condition, which was by far more critical, was likewise undergoing a dramatic turn for the better. However, the third monitor was an alarm. It told her that the the inhibitor collar on Mental was about to suffer an imminent malfunction. As instructed, Jocasta initiated security counter measures in hi room and adjoining areas, specifically design in the event of such an occurrance. She also sent a priority alert to John, Sage and N'dare. The Institute's A.I. was not 'keeping record' as humans would, of how many times she'd had to send such silent alarms to the Head Administrators of the Institute of late. If asked, she would give an accurate count, as well as comment on the rise of such incidentalia. There had to be a common thread regarding the rise of such emergencies, but like everything else, finding that thread would require a measure of investigation. Tag: Jedi Aayla, Ktala, DVC ******************************** Although it was now officially late, it didn't mean that everyone had gone to rest and that every light was turned off at the Institute. In all actuality, that was seldom the case. Invariably, there was always something going on, if not on the grounds, then at the local level, or regional, not to mention continental or global. Ideally speaking, the X-men used to have a team ready for action at a given moment, and for all hours of the day. But that was during the days of Legend. Now it was a new Era, with new potential heroes. The goal was to at least attain an equal level of readiness as their predecessors; but times have changed....or have they? A new day was approaching, with new challenges and a new chance to draw closer to the ideal. The focus of the Institue was to keep the dream alive and make it into a reality. Given the current state of affairs, there was no room for anything else. Just like the X-men before them, they had to give it their all. ***************************************************************** The Gulag, location unknown Tobias Bach There was a long silence in Tobias' new room after his little outburst. It was almost as if his words had caused his captors to consider that which he'd said. "So, it seems that you agree that mutants are a menace to society." The voice said carefully, with well calculated tones. "How would you like to help us remedy that situation?" The voice patiently waited for Tobias to respond. Tag: Despised 1 **************************************** Hammer Bay, The Citadel, Citadel Lounge Shifter & Esmeralda “Well, Gree…uh..Esmeralda.” Shifter corrected himself. “You aint never said what you want, if I lose.” He folded his arms firmly across his chest, doing his own bit of flexing. “Not that I’m that worried. But I ain’t gonna wait till last minute to hear what you got up yer sleeves.” Shifter gave her his biggest smile yet. Esmeralda winked at him. "Awww, yer spoiling the surprise!" she said playfully, then made a pensive face. "Well, I was planning in making you do my bidding for 24 hrs, but seeing as how that may not be completely acceptable to you, I'd say....hmmm..." Esmeralda trailed off, looking up as she thought. " Oh, I know...!" The muscular female suddenly said, as she loudly snapped her fingers for effect. "You'll get to take one of my many missions for me, hmmm? What do you say?" Esmeralda gave Shifter a sly grin as she slipped into the chair opposite him on the metallic table, pushed her green hair away from her face, then assumed the position for some good ol' fashioned arm wrestling. Tag: HunterPrime ********************************* New York City, Chinatown, Canal St Poltergeist It was evening time and the streets were busy as usual, with traffic going to and fro, almost jammed in every direction. This area of town was always congested with people and vehicles, and it was even worse now, the night before Halloween. Many youngsters roamed the street, bored and looking for some excitement, anything to break the everpresent spectre of boredom. A small group of about five teenagers came across a peculiar street vendor standing next to an alley. "Get your rice cakes! 3 for a dollar! Get your rice cakes if you want to see the Ghost!" Most people ignored the man. The few that passed and actually stopped commented that his gimmick clever. Even fewer bought ric cakes from him. "Get your rice cakes here!! 3 for a dollar! he continued to hollar. "Hey guys, I have an Idea..." One of the boys said, a mischievous glint shining in his eyes. The others chuckled, already anticipating some excitement as they crossed the street. "Excuse me sir, where is this...ghost?" the young man asked innocently. "Hmm...?" The man said, as if suddenly becoming aware of the five youngsters. He appraised them with an easy look. "Oh, the ghost? He lives down there, in the back of the alley." He said candidly. "So, what are the rice cakes for?" The young man pressed on. His friends chuckled behind him, but he silenced them with a wave. "Well, if you want to see the ghost, you must present him with one of these rice cakes. He may want more than one so it's best to come prepared with three." The man explained. "So why can't I just get some of my own?" the young man said smartly. His freinds laughed and the vendor laughed right along with them, which they didn't find as funny. "We'll, you could do that, but then he wouldn't appear to you." The man said smiling as he emphasized his words with a wink. "And why not?" the young man asked, genuinly puzzled. "If he's hungry, he'll come out right?" "Ahhh....That would seem logical, but the ghost only seems to like MY rice cakes. He likes how I cook them, because only I have the secret ingridient." The vendor looked rather pleased with his explenation and grinned in abject satisfaction, but a moment later, he was not feeling so smug. "Why don't we test that theory?" the young man said, offering a wicked grin of his own. At that moment, they jumped the street vendor for his rice cakes and his money. Two of them made sure to chase the man down the opposite street, as one stood guard by the entrance of the alley, which left two brave souls to explore the back of the alley. "Do you think there's a ghost back here? The second in command asked, before taking a bite out of a rice cake. "Nah, he's a street vendor. He probably has his stash of money hidden away back here somewhere, or there's an entrance to a whorehouse or something back here." They both laughed as their imaginations ran away with then for a moment. "Uhm...you got a lighter, I can't see nothin' all of a sudden." "Hold on." said the leader. Just then, they thought they heard a sound. Both their heads snapped around as if they'd been whipped. Waht could have caused that sound? Perhaps it could have been an echo in the dark alley, but what would be the reson for the sudden chill? Their over active imaginations.....or something else? That remained to be seen. Tag: Ragnarok332 *More to come.... -----signature----- "Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter."_Yoda "I find your lack of Faith disturbing."_ Darth Vader "There is always Hope."_Luke Skywalker "Make me one with everything." (Hungry Monk)_Ameteth
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Ragnarok332 Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 10/30/06 1:05pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes - Date Edited: 10/30/06 1:43pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Ragnarok332
	Potergeist heard the people approching. they had rice cakes. he always hates when vendors use him for profets. he turned invisible and walked up to them. he stepped into one and took over their body.It was the body with the rice cakes. he made the person put the cakes down then looked over to the other people."Leave now!" they looked scared he jumped out from the body and scared them with his lack of a mouth."Lets get out of here!" the other one said running away. after they were gone he took the cakes and ate them. he put on his scarf and walked through the wall. after he got to the other side he kept walking amoung the crowd. Tag:any -----signature----- I will find my true destiny You do not know the power of the dark side (darth vader) I am one with the force
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EnnaJ Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 10/31/06 8:36pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes
	IC: Inara sat on her bed and looked at the window. She slammed her door shut.Once again, Sam was pissing her off. "Hey ice verus fire, what do u expect ?"she said. Inara put her hand out in front of her and made an ice diamond float in her hand. She just stared at it, twirled it around in with her powers. A drop of water fell on her hand. Inara raised an eyebrow. Her ice almost never melts when its just her. She looked around her room, in the dark corner, a figure was there. Inara jumped up imeadiatley, and got in attack form. "Who are you ?!"she yelled. Before she could do anything, a burst of fire came, surrounding the whole room. Inara sat straight up in her bed, breathing heavily and sweat rolled down her face. She sighed as clutched the blankets to her chin. "Just a dream."she said. Inara flung her covers over the side of the bed and got dressed in her black leather pants with her t-shirt and black leather trench coat. Her blue eyes were really bright blue, after that nightmare. She ran downstairs quietly. She had to get out. TAG-any OCC: I asked for this to be aprroved from grey, so it should be fine in the rp because grey said it was ! Long time no see ! I will get Sam's post in a little while ! Thanks ! Good to be back ! hugs -----signature----- ROCK N' ROLL...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Those who are about to rock....we salut you...salutes looks around to make sure coast is clear... headbangs
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Genimay Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 10/31/06 9:41pm Subject: RE: The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning: Path of Heroes
	IC:Lera, Infirmary Lera's dreams shifted again. For a moment there was calm. Then pain blazed through her. NO vision or noise came to her. Just a white hot pain. "Ahhhh! Pleaseee!" LEra screamed. Her body arched and jerked on the hospital bed. Then her eyes shot open. Though her powers were contained,Lera's eyes glowed bright yellow...she still couldn't see through the pain. It came from now where and everyone. Something was wrapped around her delicate neck...Lera paniced and reached to it. She tried to gather her powers and nothing happened. the collar seemed invincable...it trapped her. Her slender fingers dug into her neck as she tried to get some sort of lee-way on the thing. Lera was stumbling around the room,still unable to see,and running into things. She felt trapped,she could tell it was a small room,cell like. Confining was the word. "Let me out!"Lera screamed,unable to seperate the now from the dream from the past from the now. TAG-GJ,Ktala -----signature----- (\_/) Everyone is alone in some way. That dosen't mean you have to stand alone. I'm trapped here,so I might as well go insane too. destinysdomain2.proboards98/index.cgi
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