r/XaviersMansion

Madelyne Pryor sits on her throne she formed in the Hellfire Club and peers at the concoction on the table. A lock of the Black Queens hair amongst other ingredients. The hair was easy to obtain. Just a quick dig through the White Queen's room.

Somewhere outside where the patrons were..Sage was attending to guests.

By the beep of the hold music, endless and low,

By the script of the smile that must never let go,

I call on the powers of queues and of chat

Turn this mortal to a help desk, and that is that!

Flesh to plastic, heart to code,

Personality now in help mode.

Eyes go blank, voice turns bright,

Thank you for calling..how may I delight?

No more feelings, no more sighs,

Only FAQs and soft replies.

Please hold while I transfer your case…

A perfect smile fixed on your face.

Circuits hum where blood once ran,

Empathy replaced by a prewritten plan.

You shall greet, you shall wait,

You shall never escalate.

By the power of have a nice day

By the ringtone that won’t go away

I seal this curse with a cheerful tone:

Customer-service robot… you’re now on your own!

Maddy smirks

That should teach that woman a lesson. Besides if the White Queen prefers a robot over me...I shall let her deal with a real robot. Have fun being the new Hellfire Siri my dear Tessa. You'll soon find any request must be answered promptly and with utter politeness..no matter how frustrating.

English class, Wednesday, August 19th. While the students were not required to take summer courses, due to their different ages, many still choose to attend.

Emma, of course, loves this.

Students, today's lesson plans feel especially relevant considering the state of mutantkind. I wanted to discuss one particularly-poignant idea: if you are not actively antiracist, you are racist. We are an oppressed people, we are looked down upon in society, and there is no middle ground. There's an incredible quote that the writer gave me, one I wanted to share with you. "Neutrality doesn't move the needle." I find that as I rub shoulders with society's elites, many love to pretend they do not take a stand on our people, but that is impossible. If you are not staunchly pro-mutant, working to liberate our people, you are hurting us.

However, there is another side to this. As mutants, we are all connected by something beyond our simple human races. I myself am a white woman, and there is a privilege that comes with that, both in the human world and ours. Many of you are different races, some of you not even having visible skin, but we are all still perceived as something.

In general, mutant skin colors are thought of differently than human skin colors, as we as a people bond over our shared mutant identities. This is not to say I have not seen colorisms within our people. Professor Xavier once said that his original class of five X-Men, that being Cyclops, Marvel Girl, Beast, Angel, and Iceman, were all chosen because they are white and would be easier for the humans to stomach. As a people, we need to acknowledge the cultural differences we have, as though we share some, we do not share all culture. Your mutant identity does not invalidate your color, you do not need to abandon your religion or people because you are here.

But, you must make a choice. You cannot choose neutrality, because bystanders only serve the oppressors. You must always take a stance.

So, who has something to add?

(Open to students in Emma's class or anyone who's watching.)

A new message can be found posted around the halls of the Xavier Institute.

"Dear students, my name is Danielle Moonstar. I have been in your shoes before, and I know how difficult it can be to be studying at this school while dealing with the world. I may not be the generalist telepath that Professor Frost is; however, my mutant abilities and learned experiences still make me more than qualified to aid you all in whatever mental issues may be ailing you, be they those that take the gentle touch of a therapist or those that take the more direct telepathic approach. I do hope that you will come find me in my office or while with Brightwind around campus or at the stables."

OOC: Completely open to interaction, and up to you how you find Dani.

“Patsy, why the &$%# am I here again?”

Patsy Walker laughs to herself.

Silly Jessica Jones. Silly sillly Jessica Jones. Isn’t it obvious?

“…no?”

Jessica looks at Patsy, a perfect blend of annoyed and confused.

Obviously we’re holding tryouts to find models for my upcoming charity event! It’s like you didn’t even read my email.

“I didn’t.”

You should, I really put my heart into it.

“Why did you ask me of all people?”

Were you ever going to agree to be a model for this, Jess?

“Absolutely not.”

You are one of my only friends who’d say that outright, so I need you to help me judge!

“…I guess that makes sense? Did this really have to take place in front of my office though?”

Yes.

Jessica puts her head in her hands in exasperation. This is going to be a long day, but knowing Patsy, it’s a longer one if she doesn’t get go along with this.

A sign is out front that reads “Model Tryouts at Alias Investigations For Good Cause”.

She needs about 10 to pull this off. Hopefully someone bites.

OOC: Any character is free to interact with this! Know that for the actual event, the character must be someone content wearing dresses.

Colin and Sidney had yet again went into the forest at night with the goal in mind of helping Colin using his powers, both shared a mutation so they both felt it would be right for him to learn under his mother. "so what did you want to learn?" Sidney asked her son "I want to learn to use my mutation to its true potential, my team and I came up with the idea of using it to coat my whole body in heat" Colin replied.

Sidney thought for a moment before speaking "you know that feeling of when we use our mutation and generating heat with it? typically in the palms and feet, try to do that but spread it evenly throughout your body" Colin nodded as he focused, the typically warming sensation along his palms and feet as his powers activated, until he began to focus, spreading the feeling all along his body, it was draining as he feel to the ground, placing a fist down for support as smoke began to emit from all across his body, his body temperature increasing before eventually it stopped and colin stood up, drained "I-I don't think I can hold that for much longer...sorry" Colin said looking off to the side. Sidney looked at her son for a moment before placing a hand on his shoulder "hey...its okay, it took me years to master my mutation in my own way, you'll get it kay?" "yeah..." Colin replied

Sidney smirked a bit "hey I'll teach you how I fight" "w-wait what...really?" colin responded to his mother's statement. "of course, I'd love to" Sidney said smiling "alright...how do we do this?" Colin questioned his mother. Sidney grabbed her phone and scrolled through her playlist before putting on a song "loosen up a bit, like your dancing" she said smirking "what...why?" Colin asked "Cause it's how I fight" Sidney said before a strike to her son's chest "ack- okay okay fine" Colin said before loosening up and moving his body to the sound of the music, feeling each beat. Sidney smirked at her son before joining in "okay now I want you to keep this up while we spar kay bud?" "got it" colin said trying to hold back a bit of laughter, Sidney again delivered a strike to her son's chest, colin this time dodging, both of the two smiled at each other before continuing to deliver attacks to each other, appearing as if it was a dance between the two, fluid and flexible, until they both began to emit sparks with each strike and dodge, illuminating the area of the forest they were in

for hours the two sparred, smiling and laughing with each other as they did so in this hybrid of dancing and fighting, Colin continuing to grow with his mutation with each moment in the fight as they trained together

OOC: this is open interaction and a MAJOR setup for something later on, as for the song they listen to while they begin to spar probably war by Edwin Starr, but yeah feel free to witness the two of them spar and to interact with them, I hope you all are having an amazing day because you all deserve it, you all are amazing and yeah byeee :)

Shatterstar walks down his hotel's stairs pocketing a pamphlet he found in his room about a musical called angels Bone. It sounded plenty interesting after all he saw Hamilton and newsies in person even thought about auditioning for them not that he would be accepted due to his star eye but it would've been nice.

He walks out the door grabbing an Umbrella on his way out fidgeting with it before it pops up he twirls it around in his hands thinking like Mary poppins. He walks in the rain people looking at him nervous and slightly scared after all the civil war still happened and being magnetos general doesn't just get ignored and forgotten about.

He hums to himself ignoring the looks they gave him. At least they're not asking for autographs and pictures like if he was in mojoworld so he'll enjoy the walk and while he's at it take a look around the scenery taking in the wonderful views of old buildings and the style of people in London. It feels and looks different from plain old New York. Thrilling!

He stops walking after looking around Cindy's and realizing he had no clue where the London Coliseum actually is. He jumps onto a street lamp swinging around breathing in the smell of the rain and the city at the same time before a woman comes up to him. "What are you doing sir?" Shatty looks down at her with a smile. "Oh I'm just taking in the view! Now err, do you know where the London Coliseum is?" He hops down from the lamp and waits for an answer. "It's over there mister, there'll be signs directing you to it." Shatty nods and begins walking. "Thank you!" He walks down the road and to the coliseum spinning the now closed umbrella in his hands getting completely drenched by the rain.

Approaching it he enters it and approaches the ticket master. Dropping a gold bar given to him courtesy of Gwendolyn Poole. "One ticket to Angels Bone please!" The man looks up at him with an exhausted stare. "Sir, we don't take...gold bars." Shatty looks down at him confused then sighs. "Listen buddy, I'm getting in there whether you like it or not now you'll take the bar or you'll take nothing at all." The man nervously takes the bar and slides shatty a ticket. "Thank you sir!" Shatterstar walks inside and takes a sit to enjoy the show.

Eden stepped out of the cockpit and walked into the cabin. Aizuru looked at the clouds passing by out the window with earbuds in; Gosamyr had her bags sprawled open on the seat beside her as she excitedly planned outfits for the trip, and Shatterstar sharpened his sword on a whetstone.

“Alright, everybody focus up, time for a sitrep.” Eden walked over to a button that dimmed the lights, and a screen descended from the ceiling. “Pietro, you with us?”

Pietro snapped awake, wiping the drool from his face. “I’m awake!” he said, straightening up in his seat.

“Good, let’s get into the details.” Eden clicked on a remote, and the TV screen flashed on. “This London-based agency has been developing an X-gene-based lung infection. Most likely it’s a discreet way for England to curb the mutant population.” 

He clicked the button on the wall again, the lights turned back on, and the window shades opened. “When we land, we’re going to lay low for a day; we won’t interact with the agency till Wednesday, that’s when they have training for transfers.

Eden knocks on the cockpit door. “Take us down, Gwen.” 

Ding: “Buckle uppp!” Gwenpool sings over the speakers. 

The jet goes into a nose dive.

A collective scream fills the cabin.

Ding: “Whoopsie, pushed the auto-crash.” Gwen levels out the jet.

Gosamyr clutches her luggage, keeping all her clothes from flying out. “Why is there a button for that?” 

The T-Div lands at London Heathrow Airport at 9 Am.

The team takes a shuttle to the hotel. Eden takes out a pile of plastic keycards. "Ok everyone, here's your room keys. You can do what you want for the rest of the day, but be back in the hotel at 8 pm*."*

They arrive at the Waldorf hotel at 10 am.

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Colin…couldn’t sleep, so he had decided to walk into the woods, sitting down at his usual training spot and starting a fire, staring at the stars…when he heard walking and then saw his mother sit next to him.

a minute passed before the silence was broken “hey kid…can‘t sleep?“ Sidney said in a calm and soft tone before Colin responded “yeah…I come out here just to see the stars and I don’t know it’s kinda relaxing to me” Sidney smiled before looking up at the night sky, seeing the stars shine before speaking “yeah, I do that too sometimes” “you do?” Her son asked slightly surprised “yeah…whenever i cant sleep or have a long day I sit on top of the roof of your fathers workplace and just watch the stars…each one having its own story, none the same but all of them beautiful“ she said smiling at the thought

colin looked at his mother before smiling a bit “yeah…I usually come out here alone…or sometimes with squirrel girl or grey” sidney chuckled a bit and continued to look at the sky before replying “well do you mind if I look at them with you tonight?“ “that…that sounds nice” Colin said smiling and continuing to look at the stars with his mother

ooc: this is open to interaction! Feel free to meet Colin’s mother and to chat with her however you want, it’s super fun to write these two bonding and getting to know each other and I hope you enjoy it, I hope everyone is having an amazing day because you all deserve it and yeah bye :)

Peter Benjamin Parker woke up one day in his Spider costume with a nasty headache. He was lying face up in a dumpster, and at first he thought he was suffering a really bad hangover, considering how bright the city of New York was, but even after he sat there in the garbage for about an hour, the bright lights hadn't stopped.

Scrambling out of his impromptu bed, he ripped off his mask and goggles, stuffing them in his pocket before walking out of the alleyway, looking around at the impossibly tall buildings and the bright lights, trying to figure out what the hell was even going on when suddenly he felt a familiar pain in the back of his neck - his sixth sense was telling him something, and when he figured it out, he suddenly felt the need to down multiple bottles of hard whiskey - He was in another universe entirely.

The first thing he needed to do was gather information, and luckily, in this universe, information was free, at the tips of his fingers, and lightning fast. Never in his life did he ever think he'd appreciate public libraries, but this internet thing was mighty convenient for a detective like him.

According to his research, the war he fought had ended over a hundred years ago in this universe which meant all of his friends and loved ones were long dead, if they had existed at all in this universe, all of the names he used as aliases in the war, including one Benjamin Reilly, were all real people, dead or otherwise, and to make things much worse, he wasn't the only Spider anymore. In fact, he wasn't even the only Peter Parker.

Reeling from these new discoveries of his, he stumbled around the new New York, trying to figure out his next move. He couldn't possibly continue his detective business, especially since he didn't even have a legal name in this universe, and with prices being what they were, living was going to be much more difficult, which meant the only thing he could do was continue being The Spider, right?

As these thoughts rang through his mind, suddenly he was stopped by a particularly friendly neighbor asking for his name, and Peter panicked. None of his usual aliases worked here, so he'd have to just make one up on the spot.

Unfortunately, Peter had never been that good at lying.

"Uhh... B-Ben.... Benjamin. Benjamin... H-Hardy? P-Parker! Benjamin Hardy-Parker, ma'am," he'd told her. He explained that his folks had divorced, and he really didn't like talking about the fact that he had two last names, and rushed off, not realizing how badly he had just screwed everything up.

Well, no time to think about that now, he needed to find a place to eat, then get to Spidering, as much as he really didn't want to. But the city was always going to need a Spider, and it's not like he had anything else he could be doing.