
Fifteen million killed in genocide. Magneto rumored to be among them. His beloved nation Genosha has been reduced to nothing more than ashes and broken buildings, along with the grisly remains of the dead scattered across the walk ways. The cries of his people are rendered immortal, as his daughter, Polaris creates art in the squalid wake of his death: a huge three headed statue in the middle of the newly created desert island.
Hatred is now ever present in the streets of world. The number of anti-mutant protests have skyrocketed into the millions in recent months. This new behavior in humans will only create the worst possible story the world has ever seen to date. To try and relax human and mutant connections, Professor Charles Francis Xavier, leader in genetic science, has come out of the shadows on two legs announces to the world that he is a mutant.
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Late Night Laundry
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Group: X-Students
Posts: 1
Member No.: 20
Joined: 11-May 08

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You seriously couldn't get things done in the daytime. Jack had learned that over the last few weeks being at this school. Everyone seemed to be going somewhere, streams of people always moving, and before you knew it you were part of one of those streams. It made achieving certain tasks impossible, especially ones that required one to sit around and wait, in this case laundry.
Jack needed to do it, his clothes were smelly, it was as simple as that. So after some thinking he realized that perhaps the best way to do something without interference would be to do it while everyone was sleeping. And so that may have explained why Jack slowly walked out of the laundry room, the soft hum of the machine leaving his ears as he walked over to the recreation room down the hall. After all he had some time to kill.
His brown hair was ruffled, much like his pajama pants and white wifebeater. A tired and bored look shone in his eyes as he returned to the couch once again, his hand grasping the tv remote as he turned it on, lying back and relaxing. His eyes boredly scanned the large television as he flipped from channel to channel, hoping something would catch his interest and prevent the laundry time from being too unbearable. After all he had to admit that after getting used to all the constant activity, peace and quite seemed rather lackluster.
((Not my best, but for a quick post it'll have to do!))
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A Walking Galaxy
Group: X-Professors
Posts: 11
Member No.: 10
Joined: 7-May 08

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Orion Haven was doing his usual thing at late nights. Looking out at the stars and nameing every constellation there was out there, after all he was named after one of them. Using a telescope he designed himself he was looking out of his window and looking at the night sky in all of it's beauty. A shame that he couldn't travel at light speed because he would have gone to the moon to see what the earth looked like. Though he had been into space once before to look at the earth in close view. Would could he say, he was a mutant who could fly and survive the effects of space. In space there was no sound but Orion could hear space louder then anyone else. Heck he could even turn into space to a certain extent. After his thristy gaze was quenched, he felt a little hungry and being an X-professer he decided that he was allowed to go down stairs and get something to eat. He thought that he better be quiet going downstairs though since he didn't want to wake up any of the students he would fly down the stairs. So he activated his powers. His body suddenly turned to that of the night sky, stars twinkled with in him and the odd metorite moved in the distant. Even his hair and Black boxer shorts had turned into the night sky. So he opened the door wuietly and flew down the corridoor and down the stairs with his kegs together, making it seem like he had a ghostly night sky tail rather then having legs. As he got to the end of the stairs he thought he could hear something faint. He travelled around a bit, getting closer to the sound. He then relized that it was coming from the Rec room and gathered that some one was watching T.V. He quickly flew over to the Rec room and discovered a teenager watching T.V, well Channel surfing to be more acurate. He gave out a little "Hmm" wondering why the Teen was up so late. The again he looked at him for a tad bit longer and didn't exactly reconize him. He'd seen him before but couldn't exactly remember him. He must have recently came then, to Orion's knoweledge. Hovering at the door way he looked at the teen and gave out an inquizative look towards him " Dude, you shouldn't be up this late? he said. He then gave a breif glance at the T.V and he saw the T.V landed on the Programme 'Galaxy Dawn", which was a programme which he loved to watch. He quickly flew over to the Teen and stopped near the couch. DUDE! You should totally watch this, it's so rad. It's about a crew in a spcaeship with some guys and hot chicks searching the galaxy." he said, concentrating on the T.V. He gave a glance to the teen on the couch and said "Dude, shift over a bit".
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