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[The Zytrix]

IC: Julia

Julia did what Alex would never have suspected. She leaned over the edge of the bed and hugged him.
"It's okay," she said, "it was an accident."

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Dallas (Healing Bay)

"I really don't want to have to call you guys by your alias all the time."

-Teezy

[thelonewander]

IC: (Blake Raynkin)

"maybe we can call Alex with the Robot arm 'Ale'?"

[Sir Flex Nardius]

IC: Feral

Feral stood up as Julia hugged Alex. Slight anger flared through him. "You know what bub? I don't think it was an accident, I think you did it on purpose." he growled. "You probably didn't like Julia stealing the show so you decided to take a chunk out of her back." he said.

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Dallas (War Room)

Dallas was on his feet in an instant.

"Are you trying to sound stupid, or does it flow naturally?"

-Teezy

[thelonewander]

IC: (Blake Raynkin)

"Let off him. Accidents happen. we had a medic on stand-by, and she is fine now. Most of don't know each other well, and were still learning how to fight together. things like this are bound to happen. it's best that we can forgive each other"

[Sir Flex Nardius]

IC: Feral

Feral turned towards Dallas, his eyes hard. "Butt out of this, he almost killed her, he deserves to get his chops busted." he grunted.

[The Zytrix]

IC: Julia

Julia frowned, then moved back a little.
"Is that true?" she asked, "I mean, I don't really believe John, unless..."
She let the last word hang there for a minute.

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Dallas (War Room)

"It's not true. Listen, John, I don't know how you guys roll here on the East Coast, but back in Cali, we didn't go tearing open people's backs just because we wanted some limelight for a minute or two. It was a sim. It may have been our first, but it won't be our last, and Alex would have had plenty of chances to shine. He wouldn't risk killing another mutant in a place like this, not for something so trivial."

-Teezy

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Alex (Medical Ward)

Wait. They don't hate me?

Alex's confusion was clearly evident on his face. He didn't know how to react to this turn of events, and he wasn't completely certain that he wasn't hallucinating. "But, I mean.... If I'd been paying better att-"

He stopped as John spoke, and looked at him with something akin to resignation in his eyes, what little hope there was in them dying once more. Here was what he had feared. Hatred he could understand. He opened his mouth to reply, but closed it, and looked down. That guy could tear me apart. A hard look came into his eyes, as he looked back up at John. But what else is new.

'"It was an accident. I can't prove it to you, no matter how much I want to, I can't give you anything but my word that it was."

Edited by Krayzikk Champion of RPGs, Aug 18 2012 - 06:17 PM.

[Lord of Adders Black]

IC: "Ale? What am I, imported booze? At least make it Alec," said cyborg-arm-Alex, "Then I can be like Alec Guinness and tell you all to go to the Dagobah system."

His natural eccentricity seemed to have ramped up. Perhaps he was trying to defuse the fizzling situation through the power of quirkiness

Edited by Lord of Adders Black, Aug 18 2012 - 06:16 PM.

[The Zytrix]

IC: Julia

Julia let go and sat back.
"It's okay," she repeated, "I'm not mad. Just be a little more careful next time, okay?"
A warm smile returned to her face.

[Toast of Awesomeness]

IC: Feral felt a heavy hand on the back of his neck.

"That's enough. Leave him alone, John. We're a team here."

[The Zytrix]

IC: Jordan

Jordan followed the other Brotherhood members into the portal.

OOC: Forgot about this guy for a minute there

[Sir Flex Nardius]

IC: Feral

Feral glared at Dallas now. "Not if he's just covering up his truly insane personality with his social awkwardness." he said. "Who knows how Alex is really like? Do any of us really know him that well." he said, stepping forward. He then turned to Alex as he spoke. "Accident or not, you almost killed her, and that's something you'll have to live with bub." he said. He felt Abbas hand on his shoulder and he tensed, ready to counter Abbas with a comeback.

IC: Ashlynn

Ashlynn had had enough. She stood up and put a hand on Feral's shoulder. "John, enough." she said, her emerald eyes boring into his blue ones and pleading with him. She didn't dare go into his mind, she could shut him down easily with her powers, but John was one of her closest friends and she'd never wanted to do something like that.

IC: Feral

John deflated when Ashlynn pleaded with him. He nodded and then walked away, leaning back against the wall silently. Images of him and Ashlynn playing as kids in the mansion ran through his head. They'd been two of the only know surviving children of the old X-Men. Unlike most students here they'd grown up together in the mansion. Sometimes Ashlynn was still that cute little red-headed girl with the wings in his mind. He shook his head to rid himself of the memories, and to return to the present.

OOC: Someone should make Sabertooth's son or daughter or something, to be Feral's arch-enemy. That would be awesome, if not then I'll probably make an NPC for it hah.

IC: Destruction

Destruction walked out of the lake. "Alright its about a five minutes walk to the main road through this forest." he told the others. "Or we could have Red Storm over here float us all on the wind and take us into the city, that would be easier then having to hijack a car, but stealing a car sounds fun." he grinned.

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Alex

He tried to keep staring John down, but after a moment, he looked away. His last comment had hit home more than he wanted to let on.

He looked down at Julia, a confused look on his face, tinged with a bit of sadness.. He didn't look quite as puzzled as before, but he still didn't really understand what was going on. "I really am sorry. I saw you get hit, and I didn't know what to do. I mean, I made sure you didn't fall the whole way, but......."

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Dallas (War Room)

Popping his earbuds in, Dallas began to move out of the room, wiping away the last of the blood from his face with a paper towel before throwing it out and moving back to his dorm. If he had to stay around that egomaniac John for a heartbeat longer, he'd end up attacking him. He was what, two years older than Dallas himself? And what made him so special? His father? Dallas respected his father, because of the stories he heard. That respect didn't extend to Wolverine's son. Not yet.

With this thought in mind, he unlocked his dorm. The timeshifter plopped down onto the chair in front of his computer and began to chop up a beat he was working on, fiddling with it; it was part of an ongoing experiment he had going with beats per minute in electronic music, and he wanted to see if he could test a slower BPM limit while keeping some of the raw, frenetic energy of the more excitable genres of electronic dance music.

-Teezy

[thelonewander]

IC: (Blake Raynkin)

"Ok then, what about are mission? That was the reason we came together today, right?" Thats what Blake said, but what he thought was very diffenent. You want a real phsyco. John? just wait till Death comes out on a mission, then you'll see the real physco.

[Sir Flex Nardius]

IC: Beast

Beast made his way to the medical-ward, finding most of the team there. "Julia, I'm glad your awake." he said. "How do you feel?" he asked. "If your up to it, I think we should all return to the War-room so I can brief us on the mission." Beast said. "This mission is very important, a life is at stake." he said. "But I'll understand if you don't feel up to it Julia." he said.

IC: Feral

Feral watched as Dallas walked off, clearly angry with him. John shrugged, he didn't really care.

[The Zytrix]

OOC: Someone should make Sabertooth's son or daughter or something, to be Feral's arch-enemy. That would be awesome, if not then I'll probably make an NPC for it hah.

OOC: I kinda pictured Jordan and Julia being Sabertooth's long-lost kids, what with Julia having cat powers and stuff. But then, where did Jordan get his gravity powers? The world may never know...

IC: Julia

Juila swung her legs over the edge of the bed.
"Well, if you're that sorry," she said, "you'll just have to make it up to me somehow."
She stood up, kissed Alex on the cheek, and headed out of the room.

Edited by Zyke the Destroyer, Aug 18 2012 - 06:41 PM.

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Alex (Med Ward)

Alex was taken aback for a moment, but nodded. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his coat, and looked expectantly at Beast. "What's the mission, sir?"

[Toast of Awesomeness]

OOC: Quick idea!

We need more girl characters. I'm working on two, one of which is a seven-year old. If I get her profile done, can the mission be to rescue her?

[The Zytrix]

OOC: We also need more Brotherhood characters.

IC: Phorce

"I don't think that'll be necessary," Phorce intoned. There was a ripple in the air, and suddenly, the group was floating. Phorce willed the gravity bubble forward, and soon, they were flying.

IC: Julia

Julia went to her room and made a quick change into her costume, then headed back downstairs to the war room.

Edited by Zyke the Destroyer, Aug 18 2012 - 06:52 PM.

[Sir Flex Nardius]

IC: Feral

John watched as Julia kissed Alex on the cheek, he looked surprised. He then left the room and headed back towards the War-room.

IC: Beast

Beast looked at Alex, "I'll tell all of you in the War-room." he said, before turning around to head back towards it.

IC: Ashlynn

Ashlynn got up and then began to walk back to the War-room, worried by John's outburst.

OOC: Zyke: that could work since mutants can have totally different powers then their parents, besides Julia and Sabertooth have the same claws. Toast: that's a great idea. I was just going to have them save a random Mutant NPC, but the little girl thing works great. Also everyone note there is a locker-room next to the War-room where the X-Men's costumes are stored, one for the girls, and one for the boys, so they can suit up before missions.

IC: Destruction

Destruction was lifted up into the air along with the other Brotherhood members. "This works." he laughed, as they headed towards the city.

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Alex (War Room)

Alex, unaware that there even was a locker room, simply walked to the War Room, still in his trench coat. He felt incredibly out of place.

[The Zytrix]

IC: Julia

"Better get suited up, Alex," Julia said, "there's a locker outside."

[Lord of Adders Black]

IC: Alex-or Alec as he would now be known-had already changed into his costume. Had done before being asked to the meeting, since he thought they'd be sent right out onto a mission. So, like Alex-who would now always be Alex-he just went straight to the War Room


IC: Magnitude nodded in silent agreement with Destruction. Floating along was so much easier than running, even in his largest form

[The Snark Knight]

IC: Alex

Alex's face flushed with embarrassment, and he slipped out of the room and into the locker room next door. Much to his surprise, there was a locker there with his name on it. Furthermore, there was a uniform inside.

As quickly as he could, he changed, carefully hanging his coat in the locker. That done, he hurried back into the War Room.

[Dallas Winston]

IC: Dallas (War Room)

Dallas was already in the War Room, giving most of the team a greeting nod and John a cold stare; it was fairly obvious he still wasn't anything close to a fan of the older mutant, and it was even more obvious that if he ran his mouth one more time, Dallas would do his best to put a fist into it.

-Teezy

[Toast of Awesomeness]

OOC: Working on a Brotherhood character as well.

Name: Amy Renee Burchfueld
Codename: Princess
Age: 7(and a half, if you ask her)
Gender: Female
Faction: X-men
Power(S): Amy's power is difficult to understand, and because of this, largely undefined. All that is known is that she possesses an invisible "imaginary friend" named Bubba, who is around seven feet tall. Bubba can adapt to a variety of situations, and doesn't stay in one form permanently. He's always much faster and stronger than any human. Amy has complete control over him, and he is completely devoted to her. While those with appropriate abilities can see Bubba, the few who have say that whatever he is, he is definitely not human, and something you don't want to see.
Appearance: Stands around 4'2", with bright blond hair usually tied back in a ponytail, and hazel eyes. She dresses usually in princess costumes and ballerina dresses, when possible.
Weapons: none
Skills: She's 7.... Being adorable?
Personality: Amy, like a lot of seven year olds, is fairly bossy, and enjoys believing she's in charge. However, she's really very sweet, enough to allow her to manipulate older people, which she's just starting to figure out. She's very friendly, and quite talkative.
Weakness: Again, she's 7. Not the best physical fighter, liable to blab delicate secrets, overconfident. Also, if she's knocked unconscious, Bubba vanishes. Well, he's already invisible, but still.
Bio: Amy was a normal seven year old girl until not long ago. Like many kids her age, she had an imaginary friend- hers was named Bubba. Her parents played along for a while, until one day they walked in on her tea party to discover the cups and utensils floating. They were shocked at the discovery their daughter was a mutant, and, not knowing what to do, immediately reported her to the authorities. The Enforcers showed up within an hour. That was yesterday. She's currently being transported to a holding facility, care being taken to make sure 'Bubba' doesn't break her out of the truck. If they get her to the facility... It's unlikely she'll ever leave.

IC: Abbas entered the locker room, opening his locker and quickly changing into his suit. He turned the hood down after zipping everything- it wasn't necessary right now. He glanced around to make sure the students were getting dressed, then left.

[Sir Flex Nardius]

IC: Feral

John leaned against the wall and waited for the others to return to the room, he'd change into his costume after Beast explained the mission. He returned Dallas cold stare with one of his own, but said nothing.

IC: Ashlynn

Ashlynn stopped by the locker-room on her way to the War-room. She walked inside, and saw her locker she opened the locker and pulled out her yellow and black costume; striping off her clothes and then pulling on the yellow and black costume, careful to fit her wings through the large openings in the back before zipping up her costume. She then put her clothes in the locker and closed it before walking into the War-room.

IC: Beast

Beast watched as some more of the team entered the room, but he waited for Blake to come in before he briefed everyone on the mission. Of course Ashlynn already knew, she was the one who had discovered it with cerebro.

OOC: Amy is accepted! Oh and I have to go for a few hours guys, but when I'm back we can start the mission! yay.

Edited by Flex Nard, Aug 18 2012 - 08:56 PM.

[thelonewander]

IC: (Blake:Tragedy)

Blake was already in uniform. his black jacket, pants and shoes were his costume. all he needed to complete the costume was his mask, which he had on him at all times. he had already walked into the War-room, noticing that Julia hadn't come in yet.

Edited by thelonewander, Aug 18 2012 - 07:23 PM.

[The Snark Knight]

OOC: Actually, it was mentioned above that Julia has already arrived.

[thelonewander]

OCC: well then, looks like we wait.

[Toast of Awesomeness]

OOC: Last two characters:



Name: Brianne Waters
Codename: Sight
Age: 16
Gender: female
Faction: x-men
Power(S): Brianne's powers center on illusion. She can create completely convincing illusions, down to the smallest details. She can even cause real pain and possibly death if she tried hard enough. In addition to this, she is possessed of a form of tactile telepathy. She can enter a person's mind, including dreams, through touch, though this leaves her paralyzed.
Appearance: Brianne's mutation also manifests itself in her appearance. While she would be stunningly attractive, she has charcoal grey skin, pointed, elvish ears, midnight black hair, yellow-gold eyes, and a prehensile tail. As this can turn people away, she disguises it through an illusion at all times.
Weapons: none
Skills: Brianne isn't really fantastic at much. However, one thing she is good at is parkour. She can often be found on the school's roof.
Personality: Brianne is shy, very insecure, and a bit of a loner. She has a history of people reacting to her appearance and having to hide herself to please them. Because of this, she's very reluctant to show her true self, or even talk much.
Weakness: Besides her social issues and insecurity, Brianne isn't much of a fighter, and if you can see through the illusion(perhaps reading a book and finding it blank, or visiting a website), she can't physically do much against you.
Bio: Brianne was born in Dallas to two normal human parents. As her mutation was obvious, they saw their daughter for what she was. They were quite strict and religious, and believed it to be a curse, so gave her for adoption. When she was eight, the teasing of the other kids became too much and she ran away. She found she could change her appearance and make others see what she wanted them too, and used her abilities to survive, eventually finding another orphanage and being adopted by a rich family in Houston. She revealed that she was a mutant to her adoptive mother a month ago, and though she tried to understand, she couldn't accept a mutant in her house. She found the Xavier institute, and contacted them, enrolling Brianne, who has just arrived. Though she'll finally be with people like her, she's still very cautious of them, and doesn't know who to trust. 

Name: Isaac Müntz
Codename: Sanguine
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Faction: Brotherhood
Power(S): Isaac's abilities can be described as a form of biological manipulation- he can manipulate blood, of himself or others. He can use this to directly kill someone, move them like a rag doll, drown someone, crystallize his blood for use as a weapon. He has much more control over his own blood than that of others, and needs less concentration. 

He is physically stronger, faster, and more agile than a normal human as well.
Appearance: Isaac has pale skin, long silver hair, and eyes with white irises that turn crimson when he uses his abilities. His canines are very pronounced. He's around 5'10", and of a skinny build. His usual attire is of a red and grey suit made of leather, in a pattern resembling armor.
Weapons: carries a rapier on his side.
Skills: Speaks fluent German, proficient swordsman. 
Personality: Isaac does not enjoy working for the Brotherhood, and is disgusted by the needless crimes they often commit. However, he sees them as the only place he can truly find safety, and so has stayed with them. Even so, he's more of an anti-hero than really evil, with a morality firmly in the gray zone.
Weakness: Besides a lack of loyalty to his faction, Isaac has a very important flaw. In addition to consuming normal food, he must consume human blood as well, as the use of his abilities destroys his own. Consumed blood is used to refuel his body, and he must partake of it around every three days, or suffer weakness leading to death.
Bio: Isaac was born in Germany, in a small town in the eastern German Alps. When born he was believed to simply be albino- a rare condition, but not unheard of. However, his physical prowess grew quickly past children of his age, leading to him becoming a feared fighter in school, breaking bones in every playground fight he got in, and being moved from school to school. 

At the age of twelve, he got in another fight, with a boy twice his size. This fight went horribly wrong- in under a minute, Isaac had killed his opponent. The blood dripping from the boy's wounds reached the mutant's nostrils, and his eyes flared red. He drank blood for the first time then, and found it satisfying.

Needless to say, this caused some amount of panic. The boy was a vampire, or at least believed to be one. He escaped the pursuing authorities, and began to experiment with his abilities, finding that his blood would respond to his thoughts- as would others'. He survived for three months, coming across lone people in the dead of night, satisfying his thirst. He tried not to kill them, but sometimes it couldn't be helped. 

Then Quicksilver appeared. The mutant promised a safe home, a warm bed, and a steady supply of blood, if only Isaac would join him. The boy agreed, having no other option, and has been with the Brotherhood ever since.

While he sometimes questions the tactics and methods of the Brotherhood, he believes that their cause is noble, and that it's time mutants had a place to call their own, free from human interference or hatred.

[The Zytrix]

OOC: I think Flex already has a character like the second one, but I'll let him decide.

[Toast of Awesomeness]

OOC: I checked the front page and didn't see one.

Oh and everyone, the word is spelled deity. This is one of those times where you ignore the "i before e" rule.

[.:Advent Aeternale:.]

Yo. I PMed Dr. Vengeance, and I be approved, so I'm putting my profile here just so it's on hand.

Name: Nero Silva
Codename: Sonik
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Faction: X-Men
Power(S): Reverberating Audiomancy: Nero is capable of amplifying and controlling sound to a level high enough to produce a sonoluminescent effect even without water. His particular specialty with this power is something he refers to as "Reverbing", or the constant reflection of sound waves against each other to produce a louder sound. His common offensive use of the ability is to create constructs out of reverberating sound waves which cause damage via concussive force, though he is also capable of producing simple shockwaves and sonic blasts. Other uses of the ability include altering the tone of sound waves for visual and mental disorientation (or amusement, such as changing the sound of his voice.), echolocation to sense objects and beings around him and the structural weaknesses of objects, removing all sound in an area, and passively making him slightly less susceptible to mind/perception altering abilities (as a large portion of his perception of the world is tied to things he hears, as opposed to touch and sight.). He also has a nearly precognitive sense, as his powers increase his hearing to nearly pindrop levels, and as a result, he hears things before his other senses perceive them. Time spent heeding the sounds has made his reflexes higher than that of a normal human, lending to the near precognitive appearance.
Appearance: Physically, Nero's stature is slim to average at 5'10, roughly 157 pounds. He's not particularly fit looking, save for his arms and chest and upper back which, while not at all large, are very visibly more muscular than the rest of his body. He has shaggy black hair which he constantly pushes out of his bright green eyes (to no avail.), olive skin, and bright white teeth (of which is extremely proud, showing them off with constant smiles). While not a dreamboat by any means, Nero's fairly good looking, and he's totally okay with that. Nero's choices of fashion are subject to rolling out of bed and grabbing whatever fits, but he tends to usually throw on long sleeve button down shirts layered over tye dye t-shirts, loose, flowy shorts and sandals. He has three small loop earrings in one ear and two in the other, plus a stud in his tongue. He, from time to time, wears gloves of various sorts to prevent his hands from chafing.
Weapons: A boombox, a 16 gig MP3 player, and a pair of high quality, heavy bass headphones. Yep.
Skills: Nero has an amazing memory, particularly for sounds, being able to recall pretty much anything he's ever heard, even if he's only heard it once. He's also very dexterous and comfortable with his upper body and arms, picking up activities fairly easily such as handstands, or sculpting. This helps tremendously with moving fast in a wheelchair. On a more hobby related note, Nero is an excellent sailor, doing a lot of boating in his spare time prior to joining the X-Men. As a result, he's also an pretty good fisherman. Finally, he's an excellent analytical mind, making him a champion gamer, you pick the genre? He'll provide the beatdown.
Personality: Nero is, on the surface, a big-hearted softie, usually happy and content to just be around friends and smile, content with the knowledge that everything is working out. While this big heart is true deep down, he's a very competitive spirit, easily cycling through emotions under the surface, particularly rage and depression. He also holds grudges for quite a while, though not externally, as he tries his hardest to get away from more negative emotions, something he's struggled with for most of his life, particularly after his accident. His biggest driving force is to be the best person he can be to whoever he can, but when suitably riled up, is prone to excessive and occasionally cruel acts in an attempt to sate the amped up emotions.
Weakness: Nero's biggest and most obvious weakness is that he's paraplegic, paralyzed from the waist down and confined to a wheelchair. Obviously, this sincerely hampers him in a combat situation. While not particularly weak to other peoples sound based powers, he's susceptible to his own; prolonged or repeated use, especially at high intensity, thoroughly ravages his equilibrium. Finally, Nero is easily persuaded to prove himself useful, making him prone to hasty or rash decisions when he feels he's not doing anything of worth during a mission. Nero's a huge fan of medieval history, something that comes across in hos constructs, most of which are based off of medieval weaponry or armor.
Bio: Nero hails from the mighty mighty Big Apple, New York City. Around the age of 10, while running across a street to meet with his mother, Nero was struck by a speeding car, permanently damaging his legs and spine, and paralyzing him from the waist down. His mother was also struck, as she attempted to save him, and fell into a coma. As a result, he drove into an almost suicidal depression, constantly raging and blaming himself for his mother's predicament. He would go on to throw himself into increasingly difficult and violent situations in an attempt to take out his rage on others, despite ending up hurt more often than not, which, unbeknownst to him, was what he wanted. Eventually, he took to remaining inside and devoting his time to video games, as it was the only way he felt that he could beat or dominate other people. This left him more empty than anything in the end, and by age 14, he found himself with nothing to live for. One day, he flew into rage and began trashing his room, but fell out of his chair. The overwhelming shame and rage caused him to cry out with fury, but he was completely unprepared for his powers to manifest at that point, a sonic boom devastating his room, causing severe damage to his family's apartment, and blowing out all of the windows in the building, the resulting damage almost killing both his father and himself, and injuring a large number of pedestrians. This event, in combination with his mother finally waking up from her coma, caused Nero to begin to crave change, not wanting anyone being hurt to be on his shoulders again if he could help it. His reunited parents, simply happy to see him no longer destroying himself, put everything they had into supporting him, even with the knowledge that he's a mutant being a factor. Eventually, at age 16, tired of having to move repeatedly to keep his family safe, Nero made his way to the Xavier Institute when he realized that he could get a firmer handle on his abilities, and ensure his family's safety from mutant hating mobs by relocating there. It is there that he now works to rein in his anger, and work on making the world a better place, things he considers only steps towards his goal: being the best person he can possibly be.

I'll throw down a first post later on.

[Sir Flex Nardius]

OOC: I did have a character with those same powers, but she was a girl, and I decided not to include her because I thought her powers were too dark for BZP haha. Anyway both of your new characters are approved!

IC: Beast

When all of the team had arrived in the War-room, most of them dressed in their costumes Beast decided it was time to brief the team. "Ashlynn was able to locate a mutant within the city using Cerebro." Beast began. "Her name is Amy Renee Burchfueld, and she is seven years old." Hank said. "The worst part is that she has been give over to the Enforcers who are currently taking her to a facility." Beast said.

"This can't happen, we can't allow this little girl to be tortured or tested on just because she's different. She deserves a new home, here at the institute." Beast said. "I want all of you to locate the armored truck she's in, and break her out and bring her here." Beast said. "Whatever you do, you can't kill the Enforcer's, that is not our way." Beast said.

"Ashlynn will pilot the X-Jet to the city, and then use her powers to locate the girl. Since she's already connected with her mind using Cerebro it should be easy for her to locate her once you are in the city." Beast said.

"Any questions?" he asked.

[The Writer]

IC: Madness
Madness paced around his room. He had just entered the Institute, but had no idea what to do. He sat down on his bed and took out his IPod.

OOC: Open for interaction.