There is a telepathic message in your heads, it has a caustic smile in the voice
Oh dear little clone boy, Amora has nothing on me
"Ah! My head! What's a mora?"
There is a telepathic message in your heads, it has a caustic smile in the voice
Oh dear little clone boy, Amora has nothing on me
"She might surprise you ... and now what, you validate that I'm not a "security breach" somehow? That your island didn't choose badly?"
Josef squeezed his bridge of his nose with his fingers in embarrassed frustration. "Emma Frost. Wonder Boy. Wonder Boy Emma Frost. In addition to several newcomers."
Josef squeezed his bridge of his nose with his fingers in embarrassed frustration. "Emma Frost. Wonder Boy. Wonder Boy Emma Frost. In addition to several newcomers."
"I feel like the pleasure must be hers ..."
Simon seems to think for a minute
"Which way did everyone say is EAST!?"
She responds, Wonder Boy? My that is a most endearing self given name. Have you met wonder bread?
"Ah! My head! What's a mora?"
That's what happens when the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie
Josef squeezed his bridge of his nose with his fingers in embarrassed frustration. "Emma Frost. Wonder Boy. Wonder Boy Emma Frost. In addition to several newcomers."
Simon looks at Thunderer
"Like I said ... you could maybe call one of the real leaders?"
"I don't need to be here, but damn, no one told me so many mutants had the rudeness power."
"Wow."
"No worries, one of the real telepaths will find me."
Wonder Boy flies up again ...
"Emma, please stop teasing. Wonder, please come down." Thunderer said exasperatedly.
[b]"Nah ... the longer this takes, the more I seem to remember. If my "father" was a pain in the ass to YOU, I don't even have words for her ... Grey & Xavier are better telepaths anyway, call a real one. They'll find me ... the island did."
Please make a Psyche check.
"Stop! You'll fly right through the ceiling! Just stay here, dude."
"Stop! You'll fly right through the ceiling! Just stay here, dude."
Simon looks around, looks confused ... and slowly powers down
"Wow, you are really good at stuff. Just wow. Yeah. There's a roof here. Jeez. Thanks for the assist! It's great that you are so focused about passing on your genetic material; there should totally be more really smart mutants like you. If I ruined the bar, Blob could like sit on me or something, which might acutally be worse than the white (w)itch ..."
Wonder Boy please make a psyche check
Remember MSH uses percentile dice, so to 2 d10's.
Psyche check (the evil one no doubt)
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"Emma, please stop teasing. Wonder, please come down." Thunderer said exasperatedly.
"Like I said Odinsonsonsonsonson ... the big league telepaths and the island can find me, and at least Bantha had my back suggesting the door, nice thinking! Bye guys."
Unsure what to do next, Thunderer watches the artificial mutant walk out of the bar, stymied.
What are you gonna do? I can't make him stay. Can I?
Josef turns to Ms. Frost and asks telepathically, What do we do? How do we proceed?
Everyone but Wonder Boy
Bantha just watches the look on WB's face and tries not to say something stupid. He looks at Valence and mumbles, "Uh, drinks?"
Everyone but Wonder Boy
** spoiler omitted **
Take care everyone.
The nostalgia of FASERIP itself was totally enjoyable!
Thunderer sighs as Emma Frost keeps Wonderboy in a psionically-induced illusion.
"So. What do you think? Should we let him down? He doesn't appear to be a direct threat. Any word from The Quiet Council?"
She smiles If the pretentious brat thinks that he will do better out there in the human world, then let him leave. she says breaking the illusion.
"Wonder Boy, please come down here and I'll show you how to make a blue ocean drink, okay?" Thunderer pleads with the unique mutant, trying to make this fiasco end.