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Could Thunderer return?

What is the focus of the campaign? Exploration? RP? Fighting threats? All are good, but we just need a path to choose.

Thanks Terevalis. I hope you think of me if your choose to try this campaign idea again.

"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.

I'm still here too. Unsure how to proceed. Waiting on T-Dawg.

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?"

Didn't mean to derail the whole damn campaign, 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?

"Emma, please stop teasing. Wonder, please come down." Thunderer said exasperatedly.

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."

"Yeah. I was a student at Xavier's School back in Upper New York state." Thunder mentions. "I hear nature has retake it somewhat."

"I am excited about the Tikis, but Josef, maybe you could tell us: is there one of those large rooms of books here? Karnilla had one, and there was a set of books in the order of the alphabet; it is called an encyclopedia. I want to stay there forever until I know things like all of you."

"Maybe." Thunderer offered. "Krakoa is a large island. Another questrion for Professor X when he arrives."

"Sure, man." Thunderer motioned Wonder Boy back down to Krakoa.
Aw man. Why do I get the feeling I just inherited another little brother. Thunder thinks to himself.
"Okay. Sorry everyone again." Josef does his best to recover. "Blob's Tiki Lounge. This way."
Thunder leads the small group of new mutants a down a path toward the establishment.

Thunderer can hear the others talking, and reopens his eyes to see Wonder Boy fly away.
Josef uses his Sound Control to project his voice far and loud.
"WAIT!!"
"Please come back. I'm sorry, Wonder Boy. You just hit me with 'everything-at-once'."

Terevallis, where are you?!

A soft glow forms all around Wonder Boy as he prepares to take off

"It was really nice to meet some of you. It's so good that this place is here for people, other people I mean. Real mutants I mean. It seems it is very difficult to be different in this world."

DON'T GO!!

"How are mutants created withOUT magic? Are we supposed to know? It seemed like the dark gentleman who smelled a lot like magic was telling us to go create more ... I am not sure I can create things."

"I can read though! Are there books about it!?!?"

Thunderer blinks, comprehending what was once just explained.

Aganarsson steps back from the others, closes his mind and concentrates. Thunderer focuses his mind, just we he took Mental Communication 101 back at Xavier's Academy, and reaches out to the nearby Astral Realm.
Sorry to interrupt the local thought network, but can any telepath within the sound of my thoughts because bring either Professor X, Emma Frost, or Jean Grey to the Welcoming Area. We have a possible security breach in a person calling himself Wonder Boy. Kid Omega. If you can hear me, you will likely be needed as well.

Thunderer crossed his arms, looking slightly pissed.
"Quentin Quire. Kid Omega. Enormous pain in my a$$."

"Who is your grandmother, Wonder Boy? So far these seems hard to believe. And yes I realize we are having this conversation on a sentient piece of land."

"Thunderer! Wow, that is cool! I sort of have a grandmother, and she had a funny smile when she first called me Wonder Boy. I'm not totally sure what a Tiki is, but I am certainly thirsty enough to drink many things."

Josef stops for a moment. "Wait! You're calling yourself 'Wonder Boy'? After Wonder Man? Simon Williams? The movie star?!"

"Normal? More human, I take it?" Thunderer asks. "Well, what would a beautiful island like Krakoa be without a tiki bar? Mr. Dukes runs it. It's awesome! I'll show you."

Alright. Maturer heads have prevailed clearly. Fresh-off-the-boat Thunderer it is. But that threw me for a loop, for sure!

"Pardon me, Nightcrawler. I heard a rumor the island we're walking on is sentient? Is that true?" The tall brown-haired teen asked.

The tall brown-haired teen smiled to himself.

Of course, I knew the answer. I just wanted to help ask a question some of the newcomer might not know.

Robert "Valence" Valentine wrote:

Val looks around, uncertainty written all over his face. "I think I get the second and third rules. But, ah, number one? Do you mean we make mutants the, ah, traditional way? 'Cause that seems like, well, a lot of pressure." His cheeks color.

"I think maybe he means magic; I'm a mutant, and I was made the other day! Is that traditional? Because I do not know magic myself so I think it might be hard for me to make another mutant, although when I meet the Lost Son of Asgard maybe I can help him make a mutant ...

The tall, brown-haired teenager head turned when the newcomer mentioned The Son of Asgard. "Hey. I'm Josef Aganarsson. But around here, they call me Thunderer. We should talk after this."

Alright. Maturer heads have prevailed clearly. Fresh-off-the-boat Thunderer it is. But that threw me for a loop, for sure!
"Pardon me, Nightcrawler. I heard a rumor the island we're walking on is sentient? Is that true?" The tall brown-haired teen asked.

You arrive at the island nation of Krakoa via one of the flower portals that was available close to where you lived. A small group of about 15 other mutants of all ages, sizes, and appearances arrives at the same time that you do.

You are welcomed by a 5 ft 9 man who speaks in a German accent. He wears red and black clothing. He has furry blue skin and yellow eyes. Velcum mein freunds to the island Nation of Krakoa. Mine name is Nightcrawler, a member of the Quiet Council. I am here to velcum you on their behalf. There are 3 things to remember about your new home:
1) Make more mutants;
2) Murder no man;
3) Respect the sacred land of Krakoa.

We are here to be supports to each other and for all of mutant kind.
Do you have any questions?

So we start as newcomers to the island? So our backstories aren't viable?

and is that pic like a real pic, or some kind of CGI or what?

that is a cool thing is you created it
(it's lovely if it's a person too)

artbreeder.com

The only starting stat that can be above RM is ENDURANCE.

Understood. Fixed (along with bio-pic).

Done.

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So excited to get this started! Thank you!