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Hehehe sure am glad Bamf is one of the people she is afraid of catching her like that. ^_^ To be fair, he probably would have been the one to put the coin there in the first place.
No godzilla versus x-men!
I see plasma blowing evedything up like cyrax.
Magnu's Fatality would be to teleport someone neck deep into solid ground.
Which also reminds me that I was thinking of the more subtle front liners could be used as more of the black-ops X-force rather than than x-men.
Which also reminds me that I was thinking of the more subtle front liners could be used as more of the black-ops X-force rather than than x-men.
Magnus was... underwhelmed. Here he brought the most powerful telepath in the world with a great entrance, and Xavier didn't bat an eye with his ever calm demeanor. If that was his one unsettling trait, it was that Xavier never lost his temper. Even in his home-realm, Xavier was deadcalm eye of the storm as the world raged and humans soldiers shot each other. It always reminded him of a poem he learned in this realm:
"Demons run when a good man goes to war
Night will fall and drown the sun
When a good man goes to war
Friendship dies and true love lies
Night will fall and the dark will rise
When a good man goes to war
Demons run, but count the cost
The battle's won, but the child is lost
When a good man goes to war"
His memory of humans killing each other snapped back when Xavier spoke. "Talon, Bamf, Discharge - could you let Jax up; he is a guest, not an intruder." The other two took off leaving him on the floor, Talon in a huff not unlike her father, Discharge in a cackle not unlike her power. This left him to walk around Xavier's chair and approach the newest guest to help him up with an azure hand. Magnus' solid black eyes stare down into Jax without shimmer or glisten.
"Magnus, Son of nightcrawler, Son of ScarletWitch, Grandson of Magneto, Grandson of Mystique, Grandson of Azazezal. I hate to tell you this, but your first night has to be in a holding tank, eight hours of being scanned and evaluated to find out your powers and placement in the school. After that, then you get a roommate if you can live with someone else and start in on regular classes for the first week while letting all the shock wear off."
"Demons run when a good man goes to war
Night will fall and drown the sun
When a good man goes to war
Friendship dies and true love lies
Night will fall and the dark will rise
When a good man goes to war
Demons run, but count the cost
The battle's won, but the child is lost
When a good man goes to war"
His memory of humans killing each other snapped back when Xavier spoke. "Talon, Bamf, Discharge - could you let Jax up; he is a guest, not an intruder." The other two took off leaving him on the floor, Talon in a huff not unlike her father, Discharge in a cackle not unlike her power. This left him to walk around Xavier's chair and approach the newest guest to help him up with an azure hand. Magnus' solid black eyes stare down into Jax without shimmer or glisten.
"Magnus, Son of nightcrawler, Son of ScarletWitch, Grandson of Magneto, Grandson of Mystique, Grandson of Azazezal. I hate to tell you this, but your first night has to be in a holding tank, eight hours of being scanned and evaluated to find out your powers and placement in the school. After that, then you get a roommate if you can live with someone else and start in on regular classes for the first week while letting all the shock wear off."
I think we need to add education/major to the character sheets. Just a pinch of humanity and to let people have an applicable skill. Cyclops is a math major with specalization in geometry which he uses to bounce his optic blasts. Storm studies meterology to better understand her powers, Iceman is a certified public accountant, it lets him hide the budgets of the mansion as well as expose discrepancies in the enemy books.
He's the worlds most powerful telepath, pulling his name out of thin air is hardly a strain nor would planting a hypnotic suggestion in his mind while asleep days and days ago. Depending on the writer, they seem to play with his humanity and power levels.
Name:
Ward Lowgamma
Gender:
Male
Age:
20
Zodiac Sign:
Time,
Lower Signs:
Earth, Break
Weapon Type:
Fist/Gauntlet
Appearance:
If a Human
Personality:
"The squeaky wheel gets the grease, or else hit with the hammer until it stops squeaking."
He is a diligent personality, never one to complain to anyone.
"We all have a purpose, we are each a part in a machine greater than ourself."
As bad as his life gets him down, he never gives up, plodding along to do what he can one day at a time.
"You can only take care of yourself. You can help others, but it just comes down to you at the end of the day."
He has no spouse or children for a reason, he knows this life he has is no place to ever try and bring up a family so he avoids the attachments altogether.
History:
Born on the streets, he wasn't even an orphan, orphans lost their family, he never had them to loose. Just a street rat who fought to survive by pummeling rats to death with his fists so he didn't starve. Not much to be said about the man, he works like a horse every day in the bowls of the industrial areas and collapses onto a pile of rags to sleep at night in a hovel barely bigger than a closet. When he has any free time he will put his face on the line for any manner of arena fight to pull some extra money together. He was born and raised to die in the bottom of the slums by falling in a fight or until the day his body gives out.
Ward Lowgamma
Gender:
Male
Age:
20
Zodiac Sign:
Time,
Lower Signs:
Earth, Break
Weapon Type:
Fist/Gauntlet
Appearance:
If a Human
Personality:
"The squeaky wheel gets the grease, or else hit with the hammer until it stops squeaking."
He is a diligent personality, never one to complain to anyone.
"We all have a purpose, we are each a part in a machine greater than ourself."
As bad as his life gets him down, he never gives up, plodding along to do what he can one day at a time.
"You can only take care of yourself. You can help others, but it just comes down to you at the end of the day."
He has no spouse or children for a reason, he knows this life he has is no place to ever try and bring up a family so he avoids the attachments altogether.
History:
Born on the streets, he wasn't even an orphan, orphans lost their family, he never had them to loose. Just a street rat who fought to survive by pummeling rats to death with his fists so he didn't starve. Not much to be said about the man, he works like a horse every day in the bowls of the industrial areas and collapses onto a pile of rags to sleep at night in a hovel barely bigger than a closet. When he has any free time he will put his face on the line for any manner of arena fight to pull some extra money together. He was born and raised to die in the bottom of the slums by falling in a fight or until the day his body gives out.
@ Dizzy:
Magnus took it all in in a moment: two front-line fighters had this guy on the ground in the womens ward of the school, best to be of real use. Given the hour it would be easy to guess where she was. *BAMF* ...She isn't here. Magnus found himself in a womans room with no woman. She must have left with the others on the mission while he was unloading the unconscious cargo. Next on the hit parade. *BAMF* "AH! Get out!" *BAMF* He had to make the pit stop in another's room for the shortcut needed and got a brush to the side of his head for it.
*BAMF* "Intruder, no alarms, Talon, Aya, NOW!"
He latched onto the man and with their combined weight he didn't need the shortcut. *BAMF* Now before the three on the floor was the worlds most powerful telepath wreathed in the black smoke from the bowels of hell. Magnus couldn't wait to see this guy get reduced to a pile of tapioca pudding.
Xavier: "Greetings, I am Charles Xavier. Welcome to the Institute for higher learning."
As he found himself heading home for the night, Johnny cash came into his mind as he plodded on.
"Well, look down yonder Gabriel, put your feet on the land and see
But Gabriel don't you blow your trumpet 'til you hear it from me
There ain't no grave can hold my body down
Ain't no grave can hold my body down "
He felt the bite of night on his face, the smell of the grass and the lake, the taste of well, a pink of hockey he missed on his bottom lip. But what he saw left him stunned, a shooting star came out the window of the mansion up on into the sky where it fired off into the sky like fireworks before firing down into the lake and making it glow like gods own grace to light back up the sky. Just as soon as it came, it shot off again back into the manor just as the jet that came back home took off again.
*BAMF* "Intruder, no alarms, Talon, Aya, NOW!"
He latched onto the man and with their combined weight he didn't need the shortcut. *BAMF* Now before the three on the floor was the worlds most powerful telepath wreathed in the black smoke from the bowels of hell. Magnus couldn't wait to see this guy get reduced to a pile of tapioca pudding.
Xavier: "Greetings, I am Charles Xavier. Welcome to the Institute for higher learning."
As he found himself heading home for the night, Johnny cash came into his mind as he plodded on.
"Well, look down yonder Gabriel, put your feet on the land and see
But Gabriel don't you blow your trumpet 'til you hear it from me
There ain't no grave can hold my body down
Ain't no grave can hold my body down "
He felt the bite of night on his face, the smell of the grass and the lake, the taste of well, a pink of hockey he missed on his bottom lip. But what he saw left him stunned, a shooting star came out the window of the mansion up on into the sky where it fired off into the sky like fireworks before firing down into the lake and making it glow like gods own grace to light back up the sky. Just as soon as it came, it shot off again back into the manor just as the jet that came back home took off again.
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