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I have two long para I owe to roguishmutant and bamfsback in my drafts. I'm sorry I haven't gotten around to do them yet - I wasn't in the mood for long para >.< I'll get to them ASAP. But for now... Morpheus calls me to his arms... so I shall surrender.

#and I mean the Greek divinity of sleep #not the Matrix' Morpheus #outoftime #roguishmutant #bamsback

// happy birthday to you! c:

thank u bby <3

#roguishmutant #im sorry i didn't get to this earlier! D:#{out of claws}#Answered

roguishmutant replied to your post: I need to find and post Those panels of Rogue and...

// ooo i second this. again i’m so sorry i’m not familiar with the comic verse ;A; else i could help somewhat.

I have them just need to find the specific panels and post them. It'd help you understand their dynamics. And it's alright to have partial knowledge. You have no idea how much I wing it all.

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I need to find and post Those panels of Rogue and Rachel talking about their love lives. Ray about Korvus, and Roguey about Magneto. That was feelsy.

#roguishmutant #outoftime

"All right.

To do list for today: finish sewing up the bindings of six of Schmidt's books, get more glue, get more cigarettes, buy new stockings and a sack of potatoes... and, ah, yes. Ask Anna Marie out to dinner."

#roguishmutant #Ta da!

Purple c:

PURPLE: I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.

well you should so i can love you down, yus? :3

#roguishmutant #{out of claws}#Answered

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There were good days, and not-so-good days: days where Charlie could function at a reasonably normal level, and days where the ide of such a thing would have been laughable had she been possessed of the faculties to laugh at herself. Fortunately, today was one of the former; they were becoming more common lately, thanks to some medication changes. Still, she was a far cry from "normal" and always would be. As long as she was invaded by the whispers of thoughts not her own, as long as she could pinpoint a person's location just by knowing their name -- she would never, ever be normal.

It was hard to distinguish between thoughts that were real and the voices that sometimes played with her ears. The meds made it easier to tell, but she was never really certain. Logically, the more mundane things ("Did I leave the oven on?" "I need to pick up milk on the way home." "I can't believe that bastard was cheating on me with Linda.") were the real, other-people thoughts. Then again, logic was rarely in her corner. At least with the visual hallucinations, she could figure out pretty easily if what she was seeing defied the laws of logic.

Charlie was lost in her thoughts, playing the game of real-or-imaginary with all the invaders inside her mind; she didn't notice anyone but herself even though the street was bustling with foot-traffic. She was small for her age (five-foot-nil) so when she collided head-on with who-or-whatever, she was knocked thoroughly off her feet. As usual, she was slow to react to this, blinking owlishly up at the perpetrator for a solid ten seconds before the fact even registered that she had bumped into another human being.

"Oh. Um. Sorry. I didn't -- I didn't see you there."

#roguishmutant #cue the absolute worst starter in all the land #my deepest apologies

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"Good afternoon, and welcome to Jeroboam Java. What's your pleasure?" The barista gave a friendly wave, flicking her fingers to turn the pages of the novel lying open on the counter.

#roguishmutant #Hello!