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callmeazazel:

“Do that.” Azazel had never before seen a creature like the–woman?–who stood before him. He wasn’t sure if she was an alien, a mutant, a robot, or some combination of the three, but she certainly was intriguing.

He’d always liked odd women.

That wasn’t to say, of course, that he found himself attracted to her, but he was most certainly interested. “Do you always share your thoughts so freely?”

“My thoughts are shared when I see fit. When there is no reason for keeping them to myself, I seldom do so. But, I am no open book.”

She looked him over. Visually speaking, he bare distinct similarities to another she knew. Kurt Wagner. A relation most likely. Familial traits were extremely prevalent in mutant families more often than not.

“Now may I ask why you are here?”

#{callmeazazel}

rogueishcharm-blog

❝ lighten up on the speeches, sugar. ❞

do you like southern girls with knockout southern charms? are mutant leaders, avengers and gals on a sick harley-davidson your cup o’ sweet tea? Then, Miss Anna-Marie Rogue is the girl for you!

Earth 616 (canon-divergent) Rogue of the X-Men

#{promo}

Open

The attack came out of nowhere, completely catching her off guard. A hole through her torso, she simply stood there for a moment, trying to process. They’d attacked her, that was fact. But the why of it raised many questions. According to the data she had, this was not a rational event to happen between the two. She jumped back from her attacker, the shattered metal laying on the ground beginning to float back to her and repair her gaping wound. A hand was raised, pulsing energy surging to the front of it as her arm pulsar formed.

“This is an unforeseen turn of events. Would you care to give explanation, or would you prefer to be put down without any last words.”

#{open}

foxdies

foxdies:

hi okay im having some serious issues

as you probably know my family is extremely poor, i regularly cant afford to eat because our foodstamps were halved to 100 dollars for two people (50 per person), and the disability benefits my dad got for me ended when i turned 18 which drops us down to 1000 a month for bills (most of which goes to rent). we’re struggling and it isn’t stopping.

however, i am moving to new york in september to attend college. this is going to be good for the household, as i’ll get a steady meal plan. but, until then – for the next 3 months or so – i’m basically fucked on the food situation.

not eating is really bad for me, considering im a borderline diabetic and have POTS syndrome, which makes it very hard for me to operate, much less without food. my dad is a diabetic with heart problems.

i dont like how much i’ve been asking for help but i have to rely entirely on the kindness of people on the internet because we’re just not eating, and i can’t work.

if you can help at all, my paypal is [email protected]. if you’d like art or gifs in return for money, please just ask me and i’ll happily draw you something or make you something. if you cant, its okay, but i sincerely appreciate a reblog.

hey we’re in danger of getting our electricity shut off

this is not something i knew about but my dad hasnt had enough money to pay the bills

im … if you can help, please help. i really dont want to live in a top floor apartment with no electricity in the summer. i’ll get sick from the heat.

leftsomescratches

“But see,

I did leave some SCRATCHES

You ain’t invulnerable. And that makes me wonder

given some time, and some determination

Just how much damage can I do”

#{promo}

@phcenixgirl

“I’ve made blueberry muffins. Have one.”

Danger turned to the other, wearing an apron and holding a tray, fresh out of the oven. She was trying things out in her free time. This time it was cooking.

#{phcenixgirl}#{closed starter}

//Starter call!

#{starter call}

foxdies

hi okay im having some serious issues

as you probably know my family is extremely poor, i regularly cant afford to eat because our foodstamps were halved to 100 dollars for two people (50 per person), and the disability benefits my dad got for me ended when i turned 18 which drops us down to 1000 a month for bills (most of which goes to rent). we’re struggling and it isn’t stopping.

however, i am moving to new york in september to attend college. this is going to be good for the household, as i’ll get a steady meal plan. but, until then – for the next 3 months or so – i’m basically fucked on the food situation.

not eating is really bad for me, considering im a borderline diabetic and have POTS syndrome, which makes it very hard for me to operate, much less without food. my dad is a diabetic with heart problems.

i dont like how much i’ve been asking for help but i have to rely entirely on the kindness of people on the internet because we’re just not eating, and i can’t work.

if you can help at all, my paypal is [email protected]. if you’d like art or gifs in return for money, please just ask me and i’ll happily draw you something or make you something. if you cant, its okay, but i sincerely appreciate a reblog.

#((help them if you can ya'll))#((they cool))

@callmeazazel

“Teleportation is a useful mutation. Though, many mutants with the ability posses physical mutations as well. I should look into the correlation at some point.”

A rather odd hello to be sure. But to be fair, teleporting in front of someone could certainly elicit worse reactions.

#{callmeazazel}#{closed starter}

avalanchiing:

Lance froze momentarily at the sparks, trying to understand what was going on. Fuck…was she…was she crying? Shit. Now he felt like an asshole. He didn’t make people cry (well, he made a few people cry, but those were on purpose, not accidentally).

“I…ah…shit…no. I mean….I don’t like when other people use their powers on me like that. Same with telepaths….I don’t like it.” he mumbled, somewhat awkwardly as he tried to explain himself. Did that make him less of a dick? Probably not.

The explanation provided was... actually quite reasonable. After all, using her powers had been previously noted by the other students as... somewhat creepy. She didn’t quite understand this reaction, but as often as it had been replicated by those around her... she would have to make greater note not to use her powers, or at least not to mention she was using them. The sparks stopped as her brain processed the new data, and deemed the emotional reaction no longer appropriate.

“My apologies then. But perhaps for your own reference, start by clearly expressing your feelings to avoid confusion.”

With things now cleared up, she decided to try smiling again. After all this might be some huge misunderstanding all together. Perhaps she could make a new friend, even if this boy had been designated to her as an enemy. She would ignore the obvious contradiction for the time being.

“If you would like, I could fly you somewhere safer to use your powers. There are a multitude of areas within close proximity where the risk of danger to yourself and others would be minimal.”

#{avalanchiing}#((picked this back up hope you dont mind!!))

screenshotsofdespair

#{dangerous woman}#((applicable as killing danger is... not easily done))

@fledgling-phoenix-ray

“I am curious. You’ve done much wrong, yet people have forgiven you. They accept you. They trust you. How are such things achieved? Does it perhaps help if most of ones wrong doing was confined to a parallel universe, which the majority have never experienced or have any knowledge of whatsoever?”

#{fledgling-phoenix-ray}#{closed starter}

//Little comeback starter call! Give it a like.

#{starter call}

//Would anyone want me to come back to my marvel blogs? I do miss them… but it might only be worthwhile if people actuallu interact. Let me know.

#{out of the danger room}

avalanchiing:

“The personification….?” he trailed off, a little uncertain what she meant. There was no way that he was talking to the danger room that Kitty complained about so much. That was just…that was impossible…right?

The earthshaker’s confusion was the biggest reason he’d stopped fighting at this point, and was simply growing at the strangers comment over his heart race. “What the…are you a cyborg or…or a robot powered mutant or some shit?” he asked, eyebrows knitting together in confusion. “How the fuck can you tell what my heart rate is? And don’t do it again, that’s creepy man.”

Now that hurt her feelings. She knew creepy was not a word used ironically to mean something positive. It was an insult. What had she done to deserve that. She turned her back on him coldly.

“It is one of my abilities. They may seem unnatural to you, but as a mutant yourself, perhaps a little understanding should be exercised?”

She was very sensitive, and had such an urge to be accepted. But even those who were different reacted that way to her. She was even a freak among freaks it seemed. The thought made her incredibly sorrowful, and she began to shed sparks from her eyes.

“I was only trying to help. I do not understand why you continue to display such aggression... I am so new to interacting with others. Perhaps I have done something wrong...?”

#{verse: x men evolution}#((u made her cry u big meanie lance))

likestofightcrime:

“This is exactly why I don’t usually answer questions about time travelling.”, Cable observed with a low tired sigh, watching her anger shatter the table without much change in expression. It was too early for this. He sipped from his cup again, considering the matter, and thinking back to his own past. At last, he spoke again, studying her closely. He could have allayed her fears… but knew that would be patronizing. Instead he opted to tell her the cold hard truth. Despite her emotions, she was also a logical being. With some luck he would be able to reason with her.

“I’ll be as honest with you as I would with anyone else. There’s nothing you can do about it. You’ll have to live with it. There are infinite timelines and dimensions, I’ve seen many other versions of myself… the one’s still alive, and they can’t be helped. There are futures where Apocalypse’s plague has ravaged the world. Future’s he rules. Futures where the Sentinels have conquered and roam the earth and Mutants are herded into camps. My sister came from one of those. Futures where the hero’s and villains of the world destroyed civilization. It is what it is. Change the wrong thing and you may destroy the timeline altogether… you wouldn’t believe the burden’s I’ve carried through time. Not being able to intervene where I’d like to. Change things more. There are rules, and only those that can live with them, carry what I have, are worthy of time travelling. You’re still you. Try not to let what happens in other reality’s get to you. You’ll drive yourself crazy thinking about it.”

She knew his words were wise, that they were true, but Danger, for all her logic, was also a highly emotional creature. Especially when it came to this subject at hand. She started to spark violently.

“Perhaps you simply lack the power or knowledge to do anything, but I am adaptive. I could certain-”

And then the logistics of everything kicked in, fighting off her initial response.She shouldn’t act like this, like she knew better. He had the experience, and know how to give an accurate diagnosis. Reassessments were made.She began to calm herself. Anger was soon replace with a solemn acceptance.

“Forgive... my reaction. The mere idea of... even parallel versions of myself remaining that way.”

A heavy electronic sigh.

“It is, deeply upsetting, as I have strong feelings about being kept a slave to others whims.”

#{verse: instructor}

error1nmycode:

“We can talk here. If you do not mind that we have a dog.” A synthezoid dog, but a dog nonetheless.

“I thank you for saying that. I have trouble differentiating between my emotions at the moment, as I am repressing them. The negative emotions have done nothing but caused me pain, so I decided against expressing them.” It was a little more complicated than that, but that was the basic information. Her father had outright deleted his emotions for similar reasons, but Viv did not want to go that far. “It is good to meet another being similar to me and my father. I have some human friends, but we will always hold differences.”

“Here is fine then.”

She listened to the other explain and frowned.

“I once was able to feel only rage and a lust for a revenge, stemming from the pain my father put me through. I can understand the desire to suppress such emotions, but it is also unhealthy to do so. Such feelings are natural, and have their place, just as the positive do.”

She followed Viv inside her home, looking around a bit. Danger had never had a true place to call home. Serval was close, but that was more a buisness residence. But the people there made it feel like home. From what she understood, that was what made a place truly home. People who cared.

“I will not order you about, since we have just met. That is just my advice to you.”

#{verse: serval}

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