[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/FKJKRczH/the-gifted-591b350cc9ba7.png[/img][/center][hr][center][@Nallore][@BlueSky44][@Achronum][@Trainerblue192][@KazAlkemi][@Framing A Moose][@Kirah][/center][hr][hr][center][color=f7941d][b]February 17th, 2021 - 10:20 AM[/b][/color][/center][hr][hider=M-Pox - Check This Hider Each Time!]Mutant Underground: [list][*]Casper - mild symptoms 
[*]Spark Plug - mild symptoms 
[*]Jack - mild symptoms (+)(+)
[*]Max - severe symptoms (-)(+)(+)(-)
[*]Glimpse - [color=f7941d]moderate symptoms[/color]  [/list]

Hellfire Club/Misc.: [list][*]Emma Frost - [color=f7941d]severe symptoms[/color]
[*]Vulcan - [i]cured[/i]
[*]Legion - mild symptoms
[*]Morgan - mild symptoms 
[*]Toad - [color=f7941d]moderate symptoms[/color][/list]

Mild Symptoms: Headache, some splotchiness of the skin, fatigue and exhaustion 
Moderate Symptoms: Difficulty breathing, dizziness, vomiting, blood shot eyes, prominent veins
Severe Symptoms: Vomiting blood, trouble walking, bleeding from the ears, extreme skin discoloration, general looniness 

So far, only two individuals have "cured" themselves from M-Pox. The first was S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Cassandra Reed. The second was Gabriel Summers A.K.A. Vulcan.
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[color=f7941d][b]Outside the Mutant Underground HQ - [/b][/color]

	Three members of the Brotherhood were unconscious - Avalanche, Toad, and Pyro. The others were relatively unscathed. Mastermind yawned with boredom, perhaps wishing that he could have inflicted mental torture on Sapphire for longer. He owed his daughters vengeance after all. Mystique was smirking a bit as Zarina asked who they were. [color=5997A9]"We're the Brotherhood of Mutants, kid. The only ones who can keep the humans from slaughtering us all."[/color]

	Magneto nodded. He levitated a small piece of metal towards him and manipulated its shape, until it was a small [url=https://www.retrozap.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/www.cbr_.comgifted-magneto-4b3d5ceadceaad103eea7f6ec08006773957d327.jpg]ruby red token[/url]. He then sent it over towards Zarina. She looked like the youngest of the group and her naiveness was palpable. [color=FF5733]"There will be a place for mutants soon called Genosha. If you go there, bear that token and you will be cared for."[/color]

	Then just as suddenly as they appeared, they departed. Magneto levitated himself and the unconscious members. Polaris did the same for herself, Mastermind, and Mystique. They must have all had metal threaded through their uniforms. [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=DBA1DE]Casper Theriot[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/KvRwSCJZ/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=DBA1DE]Location:[/color][/b] Mutant Underground: Entranceway -> Dining Room
[b][color=DBA1DE]Skills:[/color][/b] Mediumship[hr][/center]	[i]"That's fucking typical,"[/i] Ben complained with a sigh. [i]"Give it to all the human politicians first, since who cares about the people who are actually sick and dying?!"[/i] He tried not to watch politics if at all possible, since it only made him angry. It also reminded him of how powerless he was - he couldn't vote and Casper always managed to lose his ballot. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"Now now, Caduceus, we must always kiss the asses of the humans because they are afraid of us!"[/color] Casper said in a mocking tone, crouching down to look like he was in a wheelchair. His father's "dream" felt so foolish and childish at times. Though to be fair, Casper was usually too drunk or high to really pay attention to the events of the world around him. He knew that it was a horrible time to be a mutant, but he passed for human. People just assumed he was crazy and that he couldn't actually be talking to the ghost of his dead best friend. He didn't have blue skin or webbed toes or a forked tongue. 

	Ben snorted, amused with the impression. 

	The green haired child - who had such a striking resemblance to Polaris that Casper had to wonder if she was another kid of Magneto or not - had run off. Less than a minute later, the brunette kid had returned, going into the dining hall. Casper thought for a moment, debating who he would rather go on off after - Magneto and everyone, or the kid. He decided the kid, heading into the dining room just in time to see the kid hugging a leather jacket and whispering something. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"You know talking to yourself is the first sign of madness,"[/color] Casper teased gently. [color=DBA1DE]"Or a reeeeeally good trip. You aren't tripping, are you? Or maybe do you see faeries or something as one of your powers? Or what are they called, the blue smelly things... bamfs, I think?"[/color][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=935DB8]Veil[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/qB2G1nnk/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=935DB8]Location:[/color][/b] The Car - Outside Jack's Office Building 
[b][color=935DB8]Skills:[/color][/b] Perception, Leadership, Deception [hr][/center]	[color=935DB8]"Ouch!"[/color] Veil yelped involuntarily as Feedback used her hair as a handhold. Despite popular belief, it was still incredibly painful for long hair to be pulled on - Rapunzel must have had no nerve endings in her head at all. Instead of shaking Feedback off though, Veil tried to support the girl's weight so as to alleviate the need for her to grip. But once she had buckled Feedback in, the girl then tugged on her hair, forcing Veil to kneel and awkwardly fall into the seat next to her. 

	[color=935DB8]"I feel like Mia during the makeover scenes in Princess Diaries..."[/color] Veil grumbled. If she didn't love her long untamable hair, she definitely would've been shaving herself bald at this point. She frowned ever so slightly at the important news Feedback had to share with her. They had already established something was wrong with Jack - he had been controlled by Emma Frost. She was worried about Feedback - she sounded [i]terrified[/i]. 

	[color=935DB8]"Yeah, we're fine - Feedback's just got her hand tangled in my hair,"[/color] Veil lied. She was used to telling little lies like that in order to keep harmony between various people in the group, so Callie and Jack wouldn't likely have a reason to suspect anything. Jack's lack of recollection sounded so incredibly genuine to her, Veil couldn't help but believe him. It was only because of the intensity of Feedback's fear that she kept an open mind about this situation - about whether or not they really had all the facts. 

	[color=935DB8]"Spark Plug, can you take us the long way back? I'm worried about us being followed. Maybe make a few wrong turns on purpose."[/color] [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#DAF7A6]Sunshine[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/W49hZLVD/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#DAF7A6]Location:[/color][/b] [url=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/9/9e/Island_M_from_Powers_of_X_Vol_1_2.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20200623154223]Island M, the Bermuda Triangle  [/url]
[b][color=#DAF7A6]Skills:[/color][/b] Disease Manipulation, Survival [hr][/center]	Sunshine rolled her eyes ever so slightly at Max's comment. [color=#DAF7A6]"Way to point out the obvious, Captain Fatso,"[/color] she said with a slight sneer. Her opinion on Max had pretty much gone more and more downhill since she first met him. He was a walking disaster and even though he had left the Hellfire Club, he still had joined their enemies. He had turned his back on his friends. Any other day, Sunshine would've fantasized about putting an arrow through his eye. She realized she could easily use her powers on him and leave him here to die. No one in the Mutant Underground would know. 

	Her hands were slowly surrounded by green mist as she conjured up a seasonal flu. She stared at Max, imagining him dropping to the ground, succumbing to disease. She raised her hand, about to strike - but she hesitated. The green mist disappeared. If he died, then she wouldn't be able to make his life hell. He'd get off the hook. He'd be let off too easy. And per her beliefs about the afterlife, he'd probably skip out on being judged and wouldn't get eternal torture and suffering. 

	[color=#DAF7A6]"We need to make sure we're alone here first. Then find clean water and food. And then pick an area to shelter in,"[/color] Sunshine instructed Max. She was used to exploring abandoned places and moving in to live there indefinitely. With practiced ease, she went to the hallway on the right. Light was spilling in through the windows, barely illuminating the place. She opened up the first door off the hallway, wrinkling her nose in disgust. 

	The room smelled like [i]boy[/i]. Posters of Felicia Day and old bands covered the walls. The ground was a mess, covered in clothes and random belongings - and there were various highway and traffic signs from around the world just leaning up against the wall.