#vhq:starter

[amerinightmare]

Everyone alive after last night? In one piece?

No bad decisions?

[wordofmalakai]

The best thing after a good wrestling show is to sit in your hotel room and burn incense. It cleanses the palate, so to speak, and I largely recommend it.

Consider this my official greeting, I suppose.

[thatgirlrae]

As usual, my mood remains… what the fuck is even happening?

[blissedtm]

another travel day from hell. stranded in vegas for the next few hours. 🥲

[a1rwolf]

Not gonna lie, I wish I could take Bianca Belair to this prom… lucky ass montez ford. That’s wifey.

[the-frost-sisters]

The Frosts were oh so bored. With the hunt for mutants at an all-time high, it was always ‘lay low’ and ‘don’t do anything stupid’ but god was it dull. Breaking into a mutant detention center sounded really good right now; What they wouldn’t give for a job, no matter how trivial it may be. But instead, they were sat at a wooden table outside a cafe watching the world go by as they sipped on tea, except Phoebe who had opted for coffee. There was a slight chill in the air. The kind that had everyone rushing around and completely ignoring the world around them. Normally, there was something so fascinating about them but today nobody stopped to look at the three triplets wrapped up in matching Dior coats with white scarves. Each of them picked up their mugs, took a sip and placed it back down against the saucer, like creepy puppets or something. It wasn’t intentional merely a side effect that they were so in sync. “Maybe we could-” “Do not finish that sentence,” Esme interrupts Phoebe. “We stay put until we’re needed.” Esme leans back in her chair. Sophie was being unusually quiet while Phoebe intentionally pushed her foot out from under the table and into the path of a passerby. If she couldn’t have fun with her - their - powers, she could still cause a little trouble. “Oh my god, are you okay?” Phoebe asked, the other two rolling their eyes but wearing small smiles. 

[mxgneticm]

New York... It had been too long and too many memories and betrayals of his kind, the superior kind. The world wanted mutants, they needed to be saved but they had to control the narrative and Magneto had spent too many years being someone else’s puppet. “The world wants to be saved, it needs it. Humans are too fragile, too singular minded to truly control anything.” It was too easy to manipulate the nearby metal, it was as part of Erik as his arm or his eyes. “Now, tell me why you think the world wants these characters in costumes instead of their future?” Mutants were what was next in the world and nothing could stop evolution. 

[frostedmind]

The city was beautiful. So much chaos surrounding it and so many that didn’t even know it. Mutants, supes, superhumans all around and then there was the bottom of them all. Humans. So average and weak. Nothing compared to her and others like her. “Look at them. All of them worried about meaningless things.” She could hear all of their thoughts. “What to get for Christmas,will they make the subway on time and other boring things not even worth the thought they formed. How do they stand it?”