The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
MRO MOVES WITH CURRENT TIME: What month and year it is now in real life, it's the same for MRO, too.
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Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
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An ancient sorceress is on a quest to bring her long-lost warrior-king to the modern era in a bid for global domination. Can the heroes of the modern world stop her before all is lost?
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There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
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Akshay was like a nerd that had finally been able to walk through his favorite comic book in real life. And it was not like this was a movie set or someone’s well decorated basement, this was absolute and positively REAL! The sight of the looming mansion, the uniformed beauty next to him with the badass attitude, how could things possibly get any better? Sure, when he first walked up to the gate it did not seem as magically as he thought it would seem, but his opinion on this place was quickly changing. First the sudden appearance of this decked out young lady, and now he was being led into this den of mysteries!
What would he find next?!
For a moment Akshay needed to remember that he had to keep breathing so he calmed down long enough to take a breath or two. This place was just turning out to be far more wild than he could have ever imagined. And he hadn’t even been inside yet!
But his attention turned back to Maya as she began to talk…
>> "Depends on how you use it. I prefer this to guns…It's not my ability though. My mutation allows me to walk into mirrors. And movies."
Akshay’s. Mouth. Dropped.
Walking through mirrors? Now that had to be probably one of the most awesomest powers that he had ever heard of! It was as if the second he heard the young woman’s abilities that his mind immediately raced and began to think of all the different sorts of activities and uses she could have for such an ability! She could escape badguys, fight them from every angle, spy on people without them knowing it! The possibilities were endless!
“Oh…my gawd!” he squeed. “Your power is SO totally like one of my favorite supervillains from The Dash[/b] comic series! His nemesis, Lord Reflection!! Can you like, totally hop in and out of mirrors that take you anywhere in like The Dash issue #45? Or…Or…throw grenades out of mirrors all over like the city like in Hero People #156?! OR…can you trap your enemies into various mirrors, break it, and leave them stranded there forever like in the diabolical issue of Z-Men #549, the anniversary return of Old Steal!?!?”[/color]
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Despite the fact that Akshay was going to help this man (which had to be the MOST idiotic decision he had ever made in his life), he was still irritated with the hero’s earlier words. What right did HE have to yell at him!? It was not his fault that the moron got shot! Akshay was not the one that bounded into a room, spouting off a bunch of bull and assuming that the nearest guy in a cosplay costume was actually a real life superhero. Even AK[/b]shay was not that deluded.
But…yeah, as if he would actually say that to the man. Instead he merely sat there in silence, as bullets flew around their table, a silly pout on his lips for being yelled at.
Unfortunately Akshay had decided to help out. Though he would have much rather left this for the police, or the X-Men maybe, this situation was going to call for immediate help. That means that he was left with Short Fuse McGee over here as his only hero. Greeeeat…
>> "YOU are going to guide the hostages toward the window I broke. I'm going to distract them... Once the hostages are free... I'll need your help holding them off. The cops are on their way... Listen, though... I know you'll be right by the exit, but you have to come back for me; I don't think I can do this alone.”
Akshay merely stared at the man, confused as to what he was possibly thinking. How the hell was he going to take on a group of military trained (so it seemed) men all by himself? And on top of that, he wanted to pull Akshay in deeper and commanded that he helped him further? Akshay would have liked nothing more than to just run out of the building the second that he saw any sign of daylight! How could he be expected to suddenly come running back into the fray?
It was stupid. It was suicidal. And it simply was not anything like how Akshay would act.
>> "Words of advice... Don't ever get shot."
“What?” he asked as he was suddenly shaken out of his musings. But it was too late. Suddenly the man was gone, running off into the heat of battle. Akshay sighed, “Idiot.”
Hearing the screams and shouts of surprised men, Akshay gulped, shook on last time, and jumped to his feet. He dashed over to the gathered, cowering mass of hostages and waved at them.
“Come on! We need to go! Now! Now! Now!” he urged.
It took only a second for him to say this to get the people to move. Suddenly they were all hopping onto their feet, some helping each others, others too terrified to want to be left behind. When everyone was up, Akshay steered them all to the window that had been smashed in, the very one that the raving psychopath had just used to break INTO the bank robbery in process. He moved as fast as he could to help people out of the window and directed them to run and that the police would be here soon. When he helped the last old lady through the window, he received a kindly pat on the arm and sniffling “Thank you” which was filled with so much gratefulness that Akshay felt his heart swell.
That was the last of them. All he had to do now was climb out and he could escape this whole ordeal alive! He could go on! He would see Emerald again, his comic shop, his costumes! His days would go on in mediocrity, peace…
Akshay then did something stupid. Something that he would never forgive himself for. He turned around.
“Yo! Buttfaces!!” he yelled as he dashed towards the fray. Once he had their attention, giving the superhero a breather, Akshay screamed, “HAAAAAAAMMMMM!!!!”
The word formed of iridescent blue in the air, Akshay quickly snatched it up and hurled it with all his might at the nearest gunman before ducking down underneath another upturned table. The whole mutter just how stupid he really was…
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Akshay stepped back and simply observed Emerald as she thought over her options. She may have not liked the idea of a hospital but he was taking her to one, one way or another. Even if she did see a healer, the last thing he wanted was for her to get sick because she was putting her trust into someone who he didn’t know. So, either way, she as going to get a check-up. It was just silly to assume either way, that it was not going to happen.
Firmly, across crossed over his chest, the young wordsmith tilted his head to Emerald; the ball was in her court now.
>> “Alright, I’ll go, but I am NOT staying there overnight, if I am going anywhere it’s either your place or mine. Cause I refuse to stay in one of those creepy places overnight.”[/color]
He smirked a little and nodded his head to agree. Though he didn’t know what Emerald’s problem with hospitals stemmed from, to each their own. Sometimes people just got the heebie jeebies from them and Akshay was no one to judge things like that. It was unfortunately, yes, since hospitals, doctors, nurses, they are all there to help people. But sometimes people just have bad experiences and are forever freaked out by them.
But he would stay at Emerald’s side. He would make sure that nothing happened to her. Not that she needed to protection, obviously, but felt good to be useful.
“Okay,” he said as he walked up next to her and offered himself for her to lean on if she needed the crutch to get her out of here. It would be a long…interesting trek to the nearest hospital. But Akshay Malik would make it happen.
***
A bit later…
The hospital that they had managed to get to was actually not that far away from the woods in which Emerald had been in. Maybe it was just kismet or something, maybe it was just built there before hunting accidents happen pretty regularly, who knows. But Akshay was glad it was there. It was no easy trip though. Because of Emerald’s damaged wrist and her exhaustion, he was worried that she would not be able to hold onto him while he rode. So he did the next best thing…he strapped her to himself. Using his belt, he strapped Emerald to him once they were on the bike and rode to the best of his ability to the hospital. He was only thankful that she didn’t keel over because he was sure that her added weight would have been more than enough to knock them both off his bike.
But they had managed to reach the emergency room with plenty of time. The doctors saw Emerald quickly and even allowed him to be back there with her while she was treated (he explained that she had a crippling fear of doctors unless he was around). Akshay also beamed because the emergency room staff said that he had actually done all the right things to ensure that Emerald would be okay! Woo! They wouldn’t have to cut off her arm!
Now, though, was the worst part…the waiting. Akshay sat there through the wound cleaning, the stitches, the crisp, new bandages, but now they had to wait until the doctors discharged Emerald for the night (since she demanded that they not stay there). Sitting by her hospital bed, Akshay read the issue of Green Wasp that he had had floating around in his backpack while Emerald drifted in and out of sleep.
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>> ”You….are thorough.”
Akshay beamed! His blatant worship had actually worked! Riley Sommers was actually IMPRESSED by him and his vast knowledge of her skills. He was not a stalker or anything, but he did love seeing Riley’s pin-ups. Whenever he caught wind of a photoshoot that she was going to be in, he knew that he was going to have to buy that magazine.
What was most surprising was that he had absolutely NO idea that Riley was going to be in THIS very photoshoot! It was like..kismet, destiny…this is destiny…
Okay, maybe he shouldn’t think that creepy, stalker like, but even he had to admit that the stars had aligned just right for him this day. He got to meet one of the models that had had greatly admired and felt like she was a beauty to end all beauty’s (that was before he met Emerald, of course). But still, in his wild dreams and fantasies, he had never imagined he would actually get to share a set with her! Even in his fantasies about her, he played the part of little more than a background character.
How pathetic was that? Shouldn’t a man be able to play the lead in his own fantasies? Was that asking too much?
Oh crap, she is talking again!! Focus mind poweeeeeeeer…
>> ”Yeah, well, whatever pays the rent, right?”
“Hyuk, YEAH!”
God he hoped that was not as loud as he thought it was. He shook his head and tried to take a moment to control himself.
>> ”So, is this your first time around the block?”[/color]
“Oh! Heh, w-well kind of,” he said with a shrug. He tapped the trident he carried on the ground. “I actually have to do this for work more times than you’d think. And the pictures taken are usually with comic fans and such. Nothing professional or fancy like this. Then again, you’re probably used to all this, huh?” It was only now that Akshay was beginning to feel a little jittery. Eyeing the professional staff, the camera’s, the loud man who shouted direction, it was all only adding to the nervousness building in Akshay’s stomach. “Umm…Ms. Sommers…” he asked. “You have…like…any tips for the jitters?”
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Akshay smirked. Looking down at the young lady. He had watched her most of the time that he was having a conversation with himself and, through all of that, she looked up at him with a sense of superiority. But as the conversation went on, slowly realization began to dawn behind those predatory eyes. She began to realize that maybe, just maybe, she was in trouble.
Then the eyes widened, her smirk turned into a grimace, and before long Akshay beamed at the destroyed looking face of the young woman who had, moments ago, attempted to throw around her wealth. But, obviously, Akshay was not going to have any of that. He knocked her down a peg or two and left her speechless and reeling for a moment. It was a small victory in his favor, but one that he vastly enjoyed reveling in.
His words then seemed to shock her back to reality. She was hurt looking, attempting to play the victim in his little game of theirs. The wordsmith and the little princess engaged against as they merely looked one another straight in the eyes.
>> "Why would I apologize when I was the insulted one? If you want an apology, accept more money. If you want magic words to speed up requests and make things prettier, accepts more money."
Akshay smirked a little at the comment. She was really trying to push the wealth angle. But, whether foolishly, for pride, or for passion, to Akshay Malik, there were just some things that were more important than money. Maybe, one day, he would find out why. But at the moment, the young wordsmith really wasn’t fazed by the young girl’s temper or her proclamation of taking more of her money, which he really didn’t know if it existed or not.
But, either way, he was not a man who was easily bought. He just shrugged his shoulders in response to her decree.
“Sorry, there are more important things than money,” he sighed. He looked at the girl a little sympathetically. “When you learn that lesson, then maybe I’ll sell to you.” He said and just smiled warmly at her, despite everything.
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Akshay respectfully kept his back turned to Emerald. He was entirely focused on getting her out of here and hopefully getting her some medical attention for her arm. He cared about her too much for her to be suffering like this. Who knows how long that bear trap was on her wrist, or what would have happened if he hadn’t checked his phone when he did, or if he had been just a few more minutes late. But she looked bad. The only way he would feel better is if he took her immediately to get some help.
Arms crossed over his chest, he hummed to himself as he waited for Emerald to finish getting dressed. From her whimpers and tiny growls, it was apparent that she was not feeling good. He could really only imagine how much all of this must have hurt. With how much blood she lost, how deep those teeth of the bear trap bit, and the fact that he had no painkillers on him, must have meant that her arm would be extra sensitive. That was probably what worried him the most. He needed to get her out of here to get to help, but how was he going to do that on his ducati? It’s not like she’d really be able to hold on tight…
>> "Akshay, honey, we don't have to go to the hospital, I know a few healers...or something that we can go to,"
He arched a brow as he turned around to face her. She almost sounded like she was nervous about going to the hospital. Akshay really could not wrap his mind around this development since Emerald was the type of girl that faced any type of adversity without care. Why would she be scared of a hospital?
He opened his mouth to say something, like his fears about how well he had actually cleaned her would and that she needed to get as much professional help as possible. But before he could, Emerald managed to squeak out again in a voice that tried hard to hide its nervousness…
>> "Or..if I do go you can not leave my side at all while we are there and we get in and get out as quickly as humanely possible."[/color]
Carefully he eyed her. He never meant any of these “healers” that Emerald spoke of, nor did he knew how far away they were. The direct route to the hospital was pretty close by so he knew he could get there pretty quickly. But what about these healers? And Emerald’s apparent dislike of the idea of a hospital? He sighed.
“Babe,” he said cautiously. “If your healers are close, we can go to them. But I want that arm checked out…as soon as possible. If we go to the hospital, I’ll be stuck to you like glue, I promise. But…it’s up to you. I can’t make you go obviously, you’d kick my butt.”
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>> "And I like ladies."
His heart broke a little at that statement. Was that always the case? It seemed whenever he had had attempted to flirt with a young lady before, either always that she was either taken or not interesting in guys. He mourned, just slightly, as he watched the badass female open the gates for him and led him towards the massive doors of the mansion. But just as quickly as he started his mourning, did it stop. It was all good! He did have Emerald after all!
Still, though, he could not shake the grumbling nature of the young woman in front of him. She really did seem irritated by his presence. How could she be? He hadn’t even HAD[/b] the chance to annoy her yet! Ah well, he moved on.
>> "So, you are a mutant too? You have come to the right place. I can show you around and answer your questions, and if you want to move in temporarily or permanently, I can help you with the paperwork and the check-in."
“Wow,” Aksahy marveled. “So…this place is just…open? Regardless, to any mutant? I’m amazed you guys have the space and the funds!”
He wasn’t questioning how they did things here, it was just an observation. Actually he was thankful that a place like this existed. Even though he had a job, a place to live, and his mutation was not entirely visible, there was a whole slew of people out there in the city that could definitely use the services of a place like this. He hoped that the people who came here were grateful for what they had.
>> "So, Svetlana? Is she the power booster chick? I don't think she lives here anymore, but I've seen her around. What's your secret superpower?"
Again…sadness. He remembered Svetlana saying that she didn’t really live at the mansion anymore, that she was more just a visitor. It would have been nice for him to have crossed paths with her again but, if such was his luck, then maybe he would just have to catch her one another day. It would give him an excuse to visit this great place again!
But…of course, and inevitably, the conversation switched to himself...and his powers. Akshay sighed a little. He really, really did not like talking about his abilities since they really were not very impressive. Yet he was considering using them in the fight against crime? Eeerrr! No! researching! He…was just researching.
Ahem.
“Words…” was all he said with a slightly shamed look. But quickly he attempted to turn the conversation around as he eyed the bow and arrows. “W-What about you? You must be good with that thing,” he said as he nodded to the archery set she carried on her back. “Few people carry those around anymore.”
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>> ”That’s me.”[/color]
“Glahads kelas jgper thorp…”
Yup, he had lost all ability of speech as he watched his dark haired beauty turned to face him. He hadn’t even caught any glimpse of her scowl or irritation. She was just a radiate beauty that had no equal here on earth.
OH my god!! And…AND…she actually spoke to him!!! He could have died happily right there but there was still SO much to do! Pictures to take, right? YES, pictures! He needed to remain conscious and completely in control of his own girlish screams and functions in order to complete the picture.
Huh…he hoped that he could get a copy of it even if he did lose this contest.
>> ”Nice costume…But I didn’t think cats liked water.”[/color]
He was suddenly sparked into have a normal, conscious mind. But he simply could not help it, being around the young woman just turned his body into jelly. He would have been happy to have just melted right there and lived the rest of his life has a puddle of goo! But no! There was still so much more to be done! This was not just for a photograph, it was for comics! He needed to keep that focus in mind…however sultry and hot the aura of her presence was…
Ahem.
“Oh! Well, it makes perfect sense! That is why Cat Lady is the arch-nemsis of…” he posed, grinned, and stuck out his none existent chest, “The Atlantean. You see he wants to make the world all water, like it used to be, and she wants to make every jungle-like and—“
He paused as he took a breath. No, she probably was not a comic fan. Surprise would have flashed across his face if she had actually heard of either character. That was why he didn’t want to bore her. Who knows how many fans she has already had to deal with today, or would have to deal with, and how many times she would hear the exact same type of speech. Instead, he regrouped; what would a girl like her like to hear about? Fast cars? Religion? Politics? FAN BOYS!
A grin plastered his face as he turned his attention back to her.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean for that, you know, nerdgasm!” he chuckled. “I mean, I have to be one of your biggest fans! I saw your photoshoots in ‘Heels n’ Wheels’, ‘Beauties Beyond’, and especially then limited edition Christmas issue of ‘Panache!’ You…have to be…one of the greatest models I have EVER seen.” he beamed happily.
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Akshay waited a few moments after he had hit the buzzer on the gate. Surprisingly no mysterious, crackling voice asked for a password, secret sign, or even his name or his business! There was just that shrill buzz that had momentarily hung in the air before is suddenly evaporated from existence. All that was left was the vague memory of what it sounded like still ringing in his ears.
Buzzzzz
Or was it…
BRRZzzzzzzzzzz
No, no, maybe it was…
HNNNNRRRRZZZZZZZZZZZ
…either way it was a lot less dramatic than he thought it would be. Maybe he figured that in a school of mutants some hologram would appear to talk to him, or someone would psychically suddenly talking into his brain and ask his business, or that maybe a thousand gun turrets would suddenly appear and take aim directly at him while some badass hot chick in a uniform would strut up to him, all sultry like, and demand a demonstration of his powers!
But alas, there was nothing. Just a simple buzzer, on a simple metal gate, at a simple looking school, with one simply DISgruntled looking young beauty eyeballing him from between the bars.
>> "Hi, my name is Maya, and I am your guide for today. Welcome to Xavier's."
All the saliva dried up from his mouth. Not only was she pretty, that was a given, it was the simple fact that she was dressed as a complete and utter BAD[/b]ass!! The uniform, the battle damage, the bows and arrows strapped to her back, and the complete attitude was all filled with such awesome that he could barely contain himself. But…he managed to at least keep some of his composure as he smiled warmly at the irritated looking young woman.
“HI, Maya!” he beamed, a little too enthusiastically. “Um! I…I heard about this place, from someone, her name is Svetlana? She said I should check you guys out, you know, since I haven’t had all that much socialization with other mutants.” Drawing pad and pencil tucked under his arm, he smiled at the young woman. Then glanced at the stuff he held. “Um, I…I’m an artist!”
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Akshay sighed as he had all his attention on the wounds on Emerald’s wrist. He was definitely no doctor but the pure basics of cleaning a wound and dressing it he had learned from First Aid classes. His boss made all the employees take these classes since he did not want any incidents to happen in his shop. But they were barely of any help here. He had never really treated a bear trap wound before. The most that he had ever treated was a spontaneous nose bleed! This was in an entirely different ballpark.
But probably the most exhausting was not only that he did not know how to really treat her wounds, but Akshay also had to reveal the secret that he had been keeping from Emerald for so long. He did not want her to think that he was deliberately trying to hide things. Well, that actually was exactly what he did, but he wanted to tell her at the right time. When he was sure that she was not going to run away or mock him.
After all, with his previous experience, what was he to expect? But as he just about finished disinfecting her wounds, as he pulled a roll of bandages from his first aid kit, he paused when he felt Emerald’s eyes on him. He turned and saw an expression of pure softness in her eyes.
>> "Sketch... Look, I have been through some not so great Relationships either. I've been dumped because I'm too feral or just not enough to keep the guy in one place. Did you really think that a little thing like your mutation not being you can shoot lasers out your eyes would effect this? This is the best relationship I have ever been in, besides what other guy would come all the way out here just to save my ass. You dummy, Believe it or not, I like you a lot."[/color]
He smirked a little. No, make that he smirked a lot. It seemed almost as if he got all the validation he had been hiding from asking since the beginning. He was always too afraid that Emerald would suddenly realize just how good she was, maybe too good to be with someone like him. But Akshay was quickly losing those fears. Emerald’s words, well, they were the words of someone who was in it for the long run. Not someone who would vanish at the first chance they got.
Then, just as he was reaching this realization, Emerald leaned in and gently pressed her nose against his own. Akshay smirked as he closed his eyes. He really was not sure what she was doing, maybe she was just being cute? But he was thankful nonetheless. Thankfully he didn’t have to think of it for very long because Emerald then leaned further in and pressed her lips against his. He sighed as he kissed her back. It was sweet, just like always. And it was a notion that made him grin like a damn fool.
He sighed as she leaned back and he momentarily forgot that her arm was injured. But a glance down at her wrist and he was shaken back to reality. With a chuckle he turned and finished cleaning the wound.
>> "The first one, was how wolves kiss or show affection for one another, just in case if you forgot to watch those wolf documentaries I told you to watch."[/color]
He blushed a little as he smirked, looking like a child who had been caught red handed. “I promise to get to them as soon as I can.” He grinned as he pulled out the bandages and slowly began to wrap them around Emerald’s wounded rest. It was not the best job in the world but it would do until he could get her to some proper help.
>> "So, what does the hero in the comic do once he has found his beautiful partner in distress?"[/color]
Akshay sighed as he knelt next to Emerald and gave her a careful look.
“Well, normally what happens is the hero carries his sweetie off into the sunset and the comic ends until the next week,” he explained as he reached into his bag and pulled out an extra long shirt and a pair of his sweatpants. He carefully set them next to Emerald as he stood up and turned around to give her her modesty. “In our case, I’m driving you to the nearest hospital to get your arm looked at.”
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Things…had…been…awkward! First bank robberies, then his brain gets hijacked by slugs! It seemed like too much for any normal person to take! But Akshay was different. During those incidents he was pushed to his limits, thrown into danger that he never before allowed himself to get into. But through all of it, he managed to survive. And because of that he began to think…maybe he could do something about it. It was a stupid and crazy thought! One that Akshay had said so to himself, numerous times!
But the thought would not easily die. It kept jabbing at him, like a tiny pebble caught inside of his sock. Every waking day, hour, he felt it pestering the back of his mind. Until finally he decided, what was the harm in doing a little bit of research? It was just research after all! Not like he was going to grab an idea and start hopping around rooftops this very night! It was just…looking into things.
At first Akshay was just going to focus on his comic books but the problem was that…they were so unrealistic. The majority of those were written from the imagination and romanticized the idea of the superhero. He wanted to see places where real heroes existed, where people with powers had to find ways to live with their mutations, adapt their lives, and, most importantly, their wardrobe!
Yes, that was the reason why Akshay was going where he was…he was going to Xavier’s Sister School in order to get ideas for a costume. It was just some preliminary research, that was all. Maybe be seeing how mutants dealt with their mutations, he be able to get a good idea for a costume, or outfit, maybe even some tips.
Yeah…it was not a well thought out plan. But Akshay figured he could get a look around the place. Maybe he’ll get…inspired. That was what he needed right now, inspiration.
Riding his silver ducati down the length of the road, Akshay marveled at the sight of the mansion. It was even more than he could have imagined when Sveta had told him about it all those months ago. He really hoped that she was around. If not, well, hopefully someone else could give him the tour. He wondered if he would have to display that he was a mutant or something. Well! He would find out!
He pulled up to the front gates, killed the engine, pulled a sketchbook from his backpack. Tucking a drawing pencil behind his ear, Akshay continued to stare at the building in awe as he strolled up to the gate and pushed the buzzer. He hoped someone would be able to let him in and show him around.
Posted by Akshay Malik on Apr 22, 2012 22:33:40 GMT -6
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Despite his grand entrance into the audition…Akshay still had to wait in line. So far he there were no clues as to whether or not he was right in guessing the superhero for this particular promo. As he glanced up and down the line at his fellow comic nerds, Akshay was both elated and fearful; there were no other Atlantean’s in costume. Plenty of the more mainstream characters, tons of some of the second stringers, but nothing as unknown as The Atlantean. That could only mean one of two things: either he guessed right and he was the only one who got it, or he was completely off base and he lost this competition.
Gah! The concept of losing was horrendous! But…Akshay was not the type to flee from a costume contest. Even if he was wrong, at least he would get a nice test shot with the one of the sexy models! A second or two of photographic bliss, that was all anyone could ask for.
He sighed a little heavenly.
Then he heard snickering somewhere behind him. Akshay turned around until he saw a poorly dressed Emerald Archer and Honeybadger snickering and nodding to him.
“There a problem?” Akshay asked as he held his firm, gold trident ready at his side.
Emerald Archer laughed. “Yeah! What doofus would come dressed as someone as lame as the Atlantean?!”
Honey Badge chuckled heartily. “Yeah! That guy is SO weak. They’d never make a movie out of him. You chose SO wrong.”
Akshay narrowed his eyes as he eyed the gentlemen. He was used to ridicule about himself, about what he liked…but NO one made fun of his favorite characters! But before he could say or do anything in retaliation, the half-dressed wordsmith paused when a voice suddenly called out.
“Akshay Malik! You’re up!”
Eyebrow arched, he grinned at the two, suddenly despondent looking gentlemen and sauntered away.
Stepping in through a door and into the studio, Akshay marveled as he looked around the setting. Everything was beautifully made up and there was a number of people shuffling back and forth. Unfortunately he still saw no clues as to what character this shoot was going to be for. Was he right? Did he possibly win this? Where were the hot chicks?
He strolled up to the area that was obviously supposed to be where the pictures were supposed to be taken when he suddenly felt his heart stop. It stopped…because of the sultry creature that he saw sauntering into the scene.
“C-C-Cat…Lady…” he stammered to himself. The costume was SKIN tight. Probably more brush on makeup than an actually suit! But as he walked closer, his heart stopped yet again (well…after it had started up from the first time), as he saw the scowling face of the woman who was dressed in cat get up. “Oh…my…god…R-Riley Sommers?” he asked as he, hypnotically strolled towards her. “This is…TOTALLY unreal!”
Posted by Akshay Malik on Apr 22, 2012 21:52:19 GMT -6
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This….had to be the absolute BEST decision he had ever made! When he heard that a certain magazine was going to have a photoshoot for promos for an upcoming, secret, superhero movie, the young wordsmith knew that he was going to have to apply for it. The reason this was supposed to be so big was that absolutely no one but the staff and cast knew which superhero the movie was supposed to be about, but it was supposed to be big. In order to promote this, the magazine had a contest in which comic fans were supposed to dress as the hero they thought the movie was going to be about. Those that guess right, and fit the role to perfection, would be allowed to shoot the promotional photos!!
Akshay had spent, weeks, WEEKS trying to get any inside information as to who this movie was supposed to be about. But there is no honor among comic fans. Absolutely none. Therefore, Akshay simply had to take his best shot. After doing whatever research he could, Akshay finally settled on the costume that was his absolute, BEST guess.
Taking a chance, he immediately started to work on the costume and spent every single coin it cost. He was going to win this…no matter what…
***
The day of the shoot and Akshay strolled up to the audition in his costume. Needless to say…it left little to the imagination. That was because Akshay best guess as to who the movie was going to be about was…
Dressed in just a green speedo that glimmered iridescent with scales, thick gold bracers, pasted, wings on his ankles, and his hand slicked back, Akshay knew that he looked the part. He thudded the end of the shimmering gold trident (even though fake, it cost a LOT of money) with every step as he passed poor excuses for Flying Fox, Spectacular Man, and Captain Bolt, all of them with eyes strictly centered on him. Akshay only shot them a wink.
“Yup, be jealous,” he said as he posed for them and strutted into the audition office. This. Gig. Was. His.
Posted by Akshay Malik on Apr 22, 2012 2:57:44 GMT -6
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Akshay smiled proudly at his two, new sisters. He always wanted to have sisters! Being abandoned and then adopted, it was always a dream of his to find a real home, with a real family that he instantly felt safe and at home with! And he felt that with these two young women and the two slimy slugs that would be his lords and masters. That was how a real family felt, right? At least that was what he assumed because he was happy and therefore this had to be a real family!
But before he could think too deeply on any of this, suddenly the action shifted. Glancing up, he spied the slug twins getting ready to lead the charge! They had the key, they had their plan, and they had their warrior(s). It was time for them all to fight in the name of justice!
>> "Come my children! Awaaaaay!"
“Yeeeeesh!!” he grinned.
With key in hand they managed to shove the doors opens and Akshay, being the future Captain of the Sluguards, jumped forward! Hands on his hips, white cape bellowing about him, he stared at this vile den of evil! This…nearly empty factory. He tilted his head, his lips twisted into a sort of unimpressed look. He expected there to be more security in a den of evil: couple of robotic sentries, nameless thugs, or even a Chihuahua! But there was nothing!
He turned and glanced at the slugs.
“Um…my lords, are you SURE you got the right plac—“
Slurrrp. Pulsate![/b]
“How dare they not be here for us to defeat them!”
“Hey! Who is that?!” a voice shouted.
Akshay looked up as a pair of men in security guard outfits and brandishing a pair of batons began to advance on them. They definitely could fill in the roles of the nameless thugs. Taking the lead, Akshay boldly stepped forward and threw back his cape so that it bellowed behind him heroically. The pair of security guards glanced between each other before they turned their gazes back towards Akshay.
“Who are you?”
“You talkin’ to me?” Akshay asked in his best, Robert de Niro impression. “Are you…TALKIN’ to me?! I’ll tell you who I am! I’m—“
One of the slugs, impatiently, shoved Akshay from behind.
“Oh get on with it! Punch them into space! Melt them with your thunder eyes! Just do something! Do it now!!”
“Alright, alright!” Akshay grinned and turned to the two rent-a-cops. “Let’s dance, boys!”
He ran! He didn’t mean to but he couldn’t help it. He always wanted to charge into the face of battle and this seemed like the absolute, best chance he was going to get at that. What was surprising was that Akshay, free of all his usual frees and concerns about have his face pummeled in, was relaxed and carefree enough to actually do well in a fight!
The two guards came at him, clubs raised, but Akshay was so fast, thin, and wiry that he, impressively, slipped, spun, and ducked around their strikes as he slowly worked his way around them, making them spin in circles. While doing so, he spouted out random words and soon the two guards were buffeted with “Kite!”, “Piranha!”, “Tent!”, “Chinchilla!”, and “Blender!”. The words, as quickly as they formed, were smashed against the guard’s bodies, limbs, and heads, causing them to shriek and curse with more annoyance than complete pain (but that didn’t mean they didn’t hurt). One hopped around, holding his bruised shin, while the other groaned and tried to rub his head.
While they momentarily nursed their wounds, Akshay grinned as he stood before the two guards. He cracked his neck to the side as he suddenly charged at them, hand out to the side, and screamed as he leapt towards them…
“Antidisestablishmentarianism!!!!!”
The word, the size and length of a baseball ball suddenly formed in the air in front of him. Grabbing it up, Akshay swung the word, hard directly at the two guards. Both of them took a word directly across their faces and caused them to scream out and go stumbling backwards before they fell to the ground in a daze. Around them, the shards of the large word that they had just been struck with dissolved while the rest of it evaporated from Akshay’s hand.
He grinned as he nodded to the green-skinned sister with the bundles of wiggly, gooey, joy.
“Share the free love, sister! It’s time they were enlightened!”
Posted by Akshay Malik on Apr 22, 2012 2:57:18 GMT -6
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Sweat dotted Akshay’s brow as he tried to push and pry with that word against the metal jaws that resisted so stalwartly. He could already feel the word attempting to crack and break under the pressure but he just knew that he could not stop. He knew that he could keep pushing it. It was going to go down to the wire but he knew that if he stopped at all, he was going to fail in getting this thing off of Emerald’s arm, and on top of that, he was probably going to hurt her more! No! He was not going to let her get hurt by this thing anymore!
He pried…until finally…he heard Emerald whimper and gasped as she wiggled her hand out of the bear trap! And not a moment too soon! It seemed like the second that she had managed it slip her hand free, the word he had been using to pry open the jaws finally cracked and shattered in half.
Akshay actually jumped back when the jaws snapped shut! Only, instead of biting into flesh and blood, they closed in only on air. He sighed as he glanced at the half word in his hands and watched as it slowly cracked all over before shattered into thousands of tiny pieces and disappearing into the ether of the universe.
The young wordsmith sighed as he glanced over to Emerald. The wound looked so bad. Just…so bad. He was no doctor but her wrist looked broke, her skin had large teeth marks in it from the jaws, and so much blood of hers had been lost. It made him a little sick to his stomach. But stalwartly, he went one.
>> “Ow…thanks, that worked better than I thought…I’m going to need a sling for a little while won’t I?”[/color]
He shook his head.
“It would seem like it,” he said as he quickly grabbed his backpack and scooted over to Emerald’s side. Opening his backpack, he fished around inside until he pulled out his first aide kit that he grabbed from home. He doubted there was much that could help, but at least he could try to stop the bleeding until he could get her to a hospital.
He began to pull out supplies; bandages, anti-sceptic wipes,etc., and set them aside as she turned to look back at Emerald’s wounded wrist. He used his phone as a flashlight as he tore open the first package of wipes.
>> "Why, didn't you tell me that you were a mutant… It's not fair If I was all out in the open to you and you were sitting there hidding youself from me."[/color]
Akshay sighed, looking a little ashamed of his deception to her. Gently he took her wrist and laid it across his lap.
“Hold still…this might sting,” he said as he gently dabbed at her wounds with the anti-sceptic wipe. The last thing he needed was for her to lose her hand or something to infection.
After the first dab or two, when she got used to the pain, he just shook his head as he avoided looking at her.
“I…I’m sorry Red, really. I know I shouldn’t have kept it from you, I do. Especially for so long. But…I…I’ve just had bad luck, okay?” he said sincerely. “Anyone else I dated before, it’s ended bad: human girls have either freaked out because I’m a mutant, or mutant girls make fun of me because they think my power is lame. I just…I didn’t want to ruin what we have right now,” he muttered as he turned to look at her. He sighed and tossed away the first wipe before he picked up another and tore it open. In doing so, he turned back to fixing her arm. “This…has to be the best relationship, I have EVER had. And…not that I’m saying you would have been shallow enough to say or do anything like those other girls…but…I just didn’t want to jinx it. But I guess that’s no excuse…is it?”
