As the name indicates...this RPG will revolve around Crossroads and New Beginnings.CrossroadsWe would like to see characters come to a 'crossroads' in their lives where important and life changing decisions have to be made. These events can be very personal...i.e. a relationship beginning, ending or changing, or they can be moral or spiritual. Whatever is decided, they should show 'growth' for your character.New BeginningsThis can be any number of items as well and most likely will relate back to the 'crossroads' in your character(s)' life or lives and/or career. They may be starting a new career as teacher or student at Xavier's School for the Gifted or may have been selected to train for the upcoming X-Men team(s). Their 'new beginning' once again may be as simple as establishing a new relationship or changes in an old one.
The X-Men and all likenesses are the property of Marvel Comics, 20th Century FOX, and ALL the creative minds therein. X-Men Crossroads is a non-profit RPG board. We here participate for the pure enjoyment and satisfaction writing in the X-Men Universe brings.Most of the Bio information is courtersy of Marvel Directory
"I think miss that if everyone had your attitude then all of us would be dead, the same 'I don't care' attitude, because you should being a mutant. You seem to forget the situation outside this mansion, there are people that want to kill us."
"Have you ever considered that there are those here who would willing embrace death, my mutation is such that it will eventually kill me. Evert time I use my power, I am brough closer to La Belle Dam Sans Merci, if John Keats might be quoted," Tanya said. She didn't know if all of this were true, but it felt like she would die every time she used her power. To stop the flow of time itself took much power out of her body.
Tanya was not heartless, she was pitiless, she had to be. She had known many people who in three seconds if they had the skills, woud have wiped her off the face of the planet. Tanya knew the true danger, what use is life without an identity? If you are no one then how can you truly live? Tanya had never commited Identity Theft, there were somethings even the untouchable Sanctity wouldn't do.
Quote:"Because I love to cook, it would be just great to be able to just cook food instantly and whamo Kalua-pig, chicken-katsu just all done, crisp just as it should be."
"I wish had my brother's mutation, but if wishes were fishes, well than we wouldn't have to worry about overfishing now, would we?" Tanya posed. She didn't stay for anything else. She turned and walked out of the room. Lawrence was precognative, seeing time before time happened, knowledge before knowledge. Tanya envyed this power, she also loathed it.
Re: Kitchen/Jubilee/Tags:Open
Jubilee rolled her eyes at the guy that had just left his sandwich fixings all over. Her hips started swaying as some guy put on his radio.
'Man,' Jubilee thought. 'I almost wish I were back home.'
Re: Kitchen/Psylocke/Tags: Mez, Jubilee, Psylocke
Mez started to laugh. "I have considered that a chosen few do accept death but never embrace it. Not too many people want to die. I accept death, because as a marine thats part of my job." He said
Quote:"I wish had my brother's mutation, but if wishes were fishes, well than we wouldn't have to worry about overfishing now, would we?" Tanya posed.
Mez cracked a smile at that, he felt like laughing perhaps there was some good in this young woman after all. Mez looked back and saw another young girl dancing to the music of Talib Kweli.
"Good music eh? Ain't that hard to tell when you dance on impulse...well have a seat ma'am, got some food here if you want to try some." He said cracking a toothy grin trying to be as friendly as possible.
"Ah hell yes" Mez said as the song "Get By' started to play. Mez started to clap his hands and dance, already starting to "heel toe"
OOC:
Lyrics
Talib]
Yeah.. my Lord.. yeah
[Verse 1: Talib]
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through "Epidodes II," like "Attack of the Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We commute to computers
Spirits stay mute while you eagles spread rumors
We survivalists, turned to consumers
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask Him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
Me and Willa raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about a struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my mouth
They hot, like the jail cell in the South
Before my nigga Core bailed me out
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do or die like Bed-Stuy through the red sky
with the window of the red eye
Let the lead fly, some G. Rap shit, "Livin' to Let Die"
[Chorus: Background singers]
This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my highs, and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smokin, and stop drinkin
And I've been thinkin - I've got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
[Talib and background singers]
(ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by by by by by by)
(ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by by by by by by)
[Verse 2: Talib]
We keeping it gangster say "fo shizzle", "fo sheezy" and "stayin crunk"
Its easy to pull a breezy, smoke trees, and we stay drunk
Yo, I activism - attackin the system, the blacks and latins in prison
Numbers of prison they victim black in the vision
Shit and all they got is rappin to listen to
I let them know we missin you, the love is unconditional
Even when the condition is critical, when the livin is miserable
Your position is pivotal, I ain't bullshittin you
Now, why would I lie? Just to get by?
Just to get by, we get fly
The TV got us reachin for stars
Not the ones between Venus and Mars, the ones that be readin for parts
Some people get breast enhancements and penis enlargers
Saturday sinners Sunday morning at the feet of the Father
They need somethin to rely on, we get high on all types of drug
When, all you really need is love
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Our parents sing like John Lennon, "Imagine all the people watch"
We rock like Paul McCartney from now until the last Beatle drop
[Chorus: Background singers]
This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my high's, and my low's
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smoking, and stop drinking
And I've been thinking - I've got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
[Talib: repeat 2X - with background singers]
Yoyoyo, yo
Some people cry, and some people try
Just to get by, for a piece of the pie
You love to eat and get high
We decieve when we lie, and we keepin it fly
Yoyoyo, yo
When, the people decide, to keep a disguise
Can't see they eyes, see the evil inside
But there's people you find
Strong or feeble in mind, I stay readin the signs
Re: Apartment/Pyro//Tags Skye
Skye looked at him in the reflection of the mirror above the dresser. She knew what he was thinking, almost always did. "Remember that beautiful comment when Im 9 months pregnant instead of a week or so...and huge and swollen feet and having to pee every 2 minutes and screaming at you while Im in labor..." She flashed a smile his way in the mirror before turning back to him.
"Can we go find food now?" She asked, giving him her irresistable pout. "Im absolutly starving...cant imagine why..."
Re: Kitchen/rest of the mansion/Deadpool, anyone else
(OOC: A quick note; as he wanders through the mansion, Deadpool looks like just another face in the crowd, because image inducers rock!)
Deadpool left the kitchen as it started to really fill up. He pocketed the camera so as not to raise too much suspicion as he walked towards the game room. Once it came into sight, Deadpool almost fainted from sheer joy. They had Pac-Man Fever!!! He ran up and immediately thrust a quarter in and started playing the game, losing himself in one of the best memories of his childhood. "Run, Pac-Man, run! The ghosts are gonna get- whup, no anymore. THat's right, you ghosts better run ooh, one down, three- make that two and two!" Deadpool shouted as he played the game, completely forgetting his job for awhile.
Quote:"You making anything in particular?" He asked, the gorgeous woman with purple hair.
Betsy looked at this 'Mez' with an eyebrow raised. She had already eaten... Their 'mess' was already put away. "I _made_ some tuna salad for sandwiches..." she replied cooly. "It's in the 'fridge. help yourself."
Then, Betsy observed a new girl walk into the room, who shot everyone a nasty look. ~Wow... This place is a nuthouse...~ she thought with a sigh.
Quote:"Oh hey there! How's it going? My name's Amara Crestmere, pleased to meet you." she said.
China glanced around, eyes widening at the now growing group in the kitchen. She saw Betsy and lowered her eyes,
"Hi." she said softly, her sandwich still in her hands, practically being crushed into crumbs.
Amara giggled at China's discomfort,
"Don't worry about China here. She tends to be a bit shy around new folks."
Her glance took in the guys there and her eyes drooped.
"Well Hell--llo." she breathed to them.
Betsy smiled at the ladies. ~Finally... Normal people...~ she thought, relieved once more.
"Hi. I'm Elisabeth Braddock - call me Betsy, please," she said, introducing herself to the two girls and to anyone else in the room who didn't meet her yet.
Re: Day Room?/Illyana/Tags: Colossus, anyone else...
"And I have missed you greatly as well. We will have to speak to Xavier about all of this, but I am sure he will be very understanding. You have little to worry about." he assured her with full confidence.
Illyana was comforted by her brother's words. "I sure hope you're right, Pitor... So... When should we find Professor Xavier and ask if I may stay here?" she asked a little hesitantly.
"I remember him from when I was small - he was a very kind man. I too am sure he'll allow me to stay here, but I think it would be a good idea to ask his official permission before I simply assume I'm welcome..." Illyana decided.
Re: Kitchen/Psylocke/Tags: Amara, China, Mana, Mez
Mez stopped from dancing and had a seat as the music slowly began to fade.
"Sorry bout' that, guess there aren't going to be too many takers for Lomi-salmon. Guess anybody that wants it can have it. I didn't know you made something. I wouldn't be going out on a limb and trying it would I?" Mez said, reaching into the fridge and bringing out the Tuna Salad. He took one of the small un-used bowls and took a small amount.
"Wow, that ain't too shabby" Mez said finishing the tuna-salad. "So Betsy, you from any place in particular. I'm from Hawaii...born and raised." Mez said.. Feeling quite sad that no one wanted to try Lomi-salmon.
Edited by: Mezeker808 at: 1/24/06 10:02 pm
Quote:"Can we go find food now?" She asked, giving him her irresistible pout. "I’m absolutely starving...cant imagine why..."
John grinned, engulfing her in his arms. “You will be beautiful to me no matter what’s happening,” he told her, kissing her gently on the forehead, “Especially when you are having our first child.”
He led her out of the room, “I feel like bacon and eggs,” he said, looking back at her, “What are your pregnant cravings today?”
Seconds before she had gone to sleep, Mana had sent out a gentle message to her family, letting them know she was resting for the rest of the day most likely, so they weren’t to worry about her, nor annoy her.
John chuckled. He could just imagine the fire fight they could have if he did go annoy her.
Tags: Swann
OOC: Thena, sweet, this is my last Pyro post til I get my own computer, as I need to get things wrapped up in certain groups early. If you want, you may move Pyro from time to time, as long as you haven’t got him doing anything major. Love ya.
Front door. Wave/Iceman or anyone
It had been a long 2 weeks for the blond icelandic mutant, but she was home. Anna Johnston had gone home to visit with her mother, a trip long overdue, and very much needed, for mother as well as daughter. But after being home for only a few days, Anna had found that the solace and the peace that surrounded her famiiy's home, the same quiet that she used to crave after a long day of classes at school...it wasnt what she wanted anymore. She missed Westchester. That was home.
She missed her friends, the noise, the endless chatter between classes and after the day was done. One of the people that she had missed most was Bobby, the great looking, golden haired blue eyed icecreating mutant. They had been dating exclusivly for about a month now, and she couldnt wait to get home to see him. She remembered telling him that she was going to iceland for 2 weeks, and the mere look on his face, crestfallen. It had nearly kept her in the States. But a few phone calls and several emails later, She was home.
Being at the school was one of the best things that could have happened to Anna, or Wave if you preferred. A place where there were others like her, a place where no one thought it was strange to walk into the day room and find a rather large floating ball of water. Keeping the watery orb in the air while working on something else was a test of concentration for Anna, and she rather enjoyed freaking out some of the younger kids with it, pretending that it was going to fall. Of course, she wasnt perfect, far from it actually. One of the first times that she had done this, she had the ball levitating over her head, and was keeping a rather good hold on it...that is until Bobby had run in and jumped on the couch, startling her and soaking both of them. Other then being wet...it had been rather funny.
Paying the cab that had brought her from the airport, Anna got out of the cab. She grabbed her bags out of the trunk once the cabbie had gotten out and opened it for her anyway. Looking up at the school, she couldnt help but smile. She had emailed Bobby early morning her time to let him know time she should be home, provided the flight went well, and she had told him that she did NOT want him to meet her at the airport, that he was NOT to miss any classes on her account. She walked up the pathway to the front door and opened it.
Edited by: SkyeTurner at: 1/24/06 12:43 am
It had been a rather uncomfortable couple of days for Rahne Sinclair. It was...that time....of the month for the animorph mutant. She had been cranky beyond belief and she did not want to take that out on anyone around her, including her ever calm boyfriend Piotr. Cramps bad enough to take down an elephant or something bigger, nasty mood swings to boot. So, to be on the safe side, she had locked herself in her room and not left for anything other then class or food.
Now, feeling much better, and her mood one to where she could tolerate, even welcome the company of someone other then a roommate, or a stuffed bear that had been won for her at a carnival by her Russian mate. The Scottish redhead changed out of her warm flannel jammies and into a pair of white jeans and a white sleeveless linen blouse, and pulling her feet into a pair of sandals, she left her room. She wasnt sure where she was going, but she was outa there. She walked down the hall and down the main staircase.
Re: Day Room?/Illyana/Tags: Colossus, anyone else..."I remember him from when I was small - he was a very kind man. I too am sure he'll allow me to stay here, but I think it would be a good idea to ask his official permission before I simply assume I'm welcome..."
Piotr nodded his head slightly, putting a hand on her cheek and rubbing a thumb across it, still unable to believe that his sister, the person most dear to him, was alive and well and right in front of his eyes, no less. He wouldn't ever want to let her disappear again..
"Da. That is a good idea...Follow me." he said, standing up straigh and letting his hand fall so that he could lead her to possibly talk to Xavier about letting her become a resident of the institute.
Re: Front door. Wave/Iceman or anyone
When Anna opened the front door..Bobby was there.
It'd been a long two weeks, but Bobby han managed to keep in pretty good contact with Anna while she was off to visit home. Still..it wasn't exactly what they'd enjoyed while they were both within a few feet of each other, instead of thousands of miles. He'd missed her greatly, and that was a huge understatement as it was.
Bobby had worked very hard during that period of time to get way ahead in his classes, so that he'd have a lot of free time for Anna in the coming days. He'd also had a lot of girls trying to flock to him during this period, which seemed odd to him..but he managed to resist all of them.
But none of that mattered now..He was here, she was here..everything was wonderful. "Anna!"
Re: Kitchen/Psylocke/Tags: Mez, Jubilee, Psylocke
OOC: Sorry it took so long. I'm not ignoring your other post, Mez, just sorta rewinding.
**= Copied from Mez's post.
IC:
**"Good music eh? Ain't that hard to tell when you dance on impulse...well have a seat ma'am, got some food here if you want to try some." He said cracking a toothy grin trying to be as friendly as possible. **
Jubilee smiled politely and after the song was over sat down.
"I'd like to try some."
She put her sandwich down and looked at the lomi-salmon.
Re: Kitchen/Psylocke/Tags: Amara, China, Mana, Mez
Tanya stumbled back into the room and looked at the salmon. She closed her eyes and debated, she was hungry and in need of calories. On the other hand she didn't trust the Marine Corp. Decisions, decisions. Tanya eventually caved to her hunger and walked over to Jubilee. Tanya remained silent, her eyes narrowed slightly behind her glasses.
"I figure what the hell, I only live once to my knowledge, besides I'm hungry," Tanya voiced as she sat down. It was not meant agressively, her usual caustic sarcasm was within mental reach, but not accessed. Tanya took a look at the salmon from behind her glasses. She sighed as she began looking around for a fork, chopsticks, anything she could eat the salmon with.
Re: Kitchen/Psylocke/Tags: Mez, Jubilee, Psylocke
OOC: Ain't no problem Leia...all is good on the Pacific front.
IC:
Mez noticed the young woman sit down. Mez's sad feeling crumpled now that someone wanted to have a bite of his food. The young woman sat down and stared at the Lomi-salmon. "Don't worry it doesn't bite" The young man said with a toothy smile. "I'm Mez, USMC, 3rd Battlalion ,3rd Marines, 1st mef" He said with his hand out.
"You got a name...I'd rather not be calling you miss all day, I'm sure you deserve a worthier title." The young officer said taking a spare spoon he brought out to give to the sarcastic young woman he met earlier. Perhaps there was hope for her.
Quote:"I figure what the hell, I only live once to my knowledge, besides I'm hungry," Tanya voiced as she sat down.
"Jus cuz I'm a Marine and happen to be new 19 year-old male don't make me all that bad." He said trying to smile, handing her the spoon. "Let's start over.... I'm Gabrielle Mezeker Kyumonryu James..." He said with his hand out and speaking loudly even though his first name was a girl's. "That's right my father gave me a name that would make sure every bully in the school bothered me to no end." He said smiling, speaking loudly with pride, going back to his seat. "Just please ladies call me Mez, everybody does...least those people interested in livin" He said, chuckling.
Edited by: Mezeker808 at: 1/24/06 10:02 pm
Re: Kitchen/Psylocke/Tags: Mez, Jubilee, Psylocke
Tanya focused intently on the salmon and accepted the spoon with a curt nod. She heard the question and looked away from the salmon. She spoke slowly, "My given name is Tanya Natalie Trask, no remarks about my initials although it could help to explain some of my personality. Just don't try to recruit me, and I'll let the Marine core thing slide. I'm a computer geek, thus explaining my lack of physical strength and mild detest of anything patriotic."
Tanya then stuck out her hand, grasped his briefly, and shook. She then retracted her hand. It was a social as she was going to get as she took a bite of the salmon, chewed, and proceeded to swallow. She sat in contemplation for a moment. The food suited her chaloric intake needs and tasted decent. "Not half bad," Tanya said in judgement, a complement.
Quote:"My given name is Tanya Natalie Trask, no remarks about my initials although it could help to explain some of my personality. Just don't try to recruit me, and I'll let the Marine core thing slide. I'm a computer geek, thus explaining my lack of physical strength and mild detest of anything patriotic."
"Oh, I wouldn't dream of it. But from my understanding strenght sometimes has little do with muscle. Its about the heart. There is an old quote that goes 'Draw your strength' from the earth'." Mez said to her. "You don't have to be a patriot to be a warrior, Tanya...like I said its about heart and in order to have heart you have to love something...I mean you got to love what you do and do what you love, right. Don't take that the wrong way. You love working with computers, I love to fight." Mez said shrugging. "I'm a poet...and a writer...let's see." The Lieutenant said counting the on his left-hand. "Yep I'm there's about 2 of us in the Corps at the moment." He said smiling.
"You always have to have something to fight for, if you don't then what reason is there for going on, if nothing else...live. In my case I do it for victory, I do it for the people...all people. Some humans just have a calling. My parents knew that from the day I was born I was a fighter...I weighed 10.5 lbs and broke my collar bone." Mez paused laughing slightly. "Yep why my name is Gabrielle."
Quote:"Not half bad," Tanya said in judgement, a complement.
"Glad to hear it. Where you from Tanya" He said with a smile.
Edited by: Mezeker808 at: 1/25/06 3:04 am
Re: Kitchen/Psylocke/Tags: Amara, China, Mana, Mez
China continued to look down though her voice was low,
"I'm..um.. China." she said.
Amara giggled at that.
"So, you're newly arrived. I say that cause I haven't seen you earlier. Just got back, or rather some time ago, from a mission of a sort. Me and China that is." she said. Her glance at Betsy was wicked even.
"So, what's your gift?" she asked. "Mine deals with fire and China's force shields and stuff."
OOC: Sorry for not posting. Got real busy of late.
Re: Deadpool/Main Floor in General
Deadpool kept playing Pac-Man until he ran out of quarters, then he swore at the machine, kicked it lightly and went back to his job, grumbling the rest of the time about his loss at the game. He walked by the kitchen again, this time taking a brief moment to snap a picture of all the students inside. 'Ok, time to get outta this place. If I don't leave now, I'm gonna miss "Texas Chainsaw Carpentry" on HGTV. Leatherface made an awesome chair last week. I wonder what he used for the cushioning, though? Oh well, maybe we'll find out this week,' the insane mercernary thought as he slipped out through the back door and headed for the trees, teleporter in hand.
Background: Many, many years ago, Charles Francis Xavier established Xavier's School for the Gifted. Also, seeing other Mutants misusing and abusing their powers, he created the first generation of the X-Men.This original team was trained and lead by an old friend of his...Logan, aka Wolverine. Logan's co-leader was a young woman and student named Ororo Munroe, aka Storm. Once the team was trained and fielded on active missions, they took on the additional responsibility of teaching and helping new Mutants deal with their powers.On one horrible night, the X-Men were fielded to stop a particularly powerful Mutant and his 'gang'. The 'intelligence' received on this Mutant and his cohorts was sketchy and actually turned out to be a set-up to entrap the X-Men and take them captive. In the ensuing melee', 'things' happened and a number of the team were killed outright or severely injured.After making sure his remaining team-mates were going to be okay, Logan left. Xavier has not, to current time, explained his absence or even whether or not he survived.Current Time/Game Time: Almost seven years later, as Human/Mutant incidents are on the rise, Xavier once again sees a need for a Mutant 'police force'. He sees this new X-Men team as a force for good and a way to help peacefully integrate the rapidly emerging Mutant society with the established Human society. To this end, he has contacted Logan and asked him to 'come home' and train his 'new' team.
Logan has reluctantly agreed.Can shadows from their past be put aside for the good of the new X-Men? How will the surviving members of the original team react and what will they do as 'truths' are learned about that disastrous night?Note: We want the new X-Men to include younger versions of the old familiar characters such as Scott, Jean, Beast etc...as well as many of the OCC’s and other Canon characters that are available.Please ask the Staff BEFORE stating or establishing that your character was one of the old, now disbanded, original X-Men.
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