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1 yr ago
Current I come and go like the wind.
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4 yrs ago
Been a long while, huh...
5 yrs ago
Today's order: Neotokyo, The Tower, Tower Review
5 yrs ago
Feeling so tired that the coffee isn't working anymore e.e
5 yrs ago
Posts coming out slower than expected. But they'll be done by tonight e.e

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So... I'm a writer... A gamer and an anime nerd... Uh... I love fantasy ans Sci-fi. And I have a weakness for romance. I'm also gay.... My best friend and I joke around and say that I caught the ghey. My best friend is also a trash talking dwarf. No lie. He's 4'9 has longer hair than most women and a beard. Anyways.... I ramble about stuff often... I'm pretty socially awkward but get me on a topic I like and I'll talk for days....

Peace,

Grizz the Mauler

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I'll have it fixed tonight. Gotta head off to work but I should have it done before tomorrow since I'll work on it there.



Here it is :)
I'll have the sheet up later today.. Just realized it's 3am and I have my grandparents coming over in just 6 hours... Want to get the sheet done right, instead of rushed... About hallway done with it, though. :)



I'll explain his race better in his history. It's not a canon race so I can change t if need be, but took the liberty since canon Marvel has like several dozen species of aliens and not all are well known anyways.
*wonders of you're still accepting because I absolutely love superhero stuff*
Hmm.. I'm interested... I think it'll be fun.
Chrys raised a thumb. "Give me a moment..." He pops out into proper timespace, gaining another year as he pulls everyone back. The shock of which, causes a ripple in space time to realize and his own power halts the process, causing a grey glow around Wade, Laura, Cable and the President. "Well, good news is that I absorbed a paradox. Bad news is I think I gained a few more years and broke a paradox..." And he had, he was even taller, around 6'2 and his body was even more defined. He picked up his boots, sighing. He looks directly at Cable and scowls.

"While you were off discussing what to do, I thought of something. Isn't my very existence a paradox if you look at it?" He blinks as he realizes the others having some pretty bad vertigo since they are out of the void of subspace.
Chrys flinches as Cable touches him. He could feel the many timelines the man has touched, all the scars of multiple breaches through reality he took. Part of him wanted to recoil away from the touch. But one part pushed for the slight chance of doing something big. He latched onto the feeling and focused himself. The grey field around him bubbled and the pressure intensified. He knew what he needed to do, but he wasn't sure he was strong enough to pull it off.

'I have to remove time and anchor them into subspace...' Thinking quickly he put together a plan and acted on it. By now, it was as if unbearable weight was on everyone but Chrys, as his field took up every last bit of air around them and condensed it, pressurizing the area. Chrys holds out a hand and focuses on the box in his mind. 'Here goes...' He takes a dewp breath and releases it. "Anchor and Shift..."

The field pops, taking everyone but Chrys out of the area and into a dark unseeable void where pressurized pockets of air surrounds everyone. Moments later a man steps out. It's Chrys... But it looks like he's aged several years with his features sharpening and he's grown a short patchy beard. "Well now I know what the Cost is then..." His voice is noticeably deeper. "That and I think I gave myself an aneurysm. You guys have your chat and whatever... I'm gonna drift here for a bit..."

He let himself fall back. If one could do such a thing in an endless void. He had several revelations about himself now, and was beginning to understand what was going on with his powers. His Cost was his own life, something that while seemed bad, withlut using his powers and living healty, he'd practically be immortal, since time only affect him slowly. However he jumped to where he should be now, since he'd removed his own field to transport the others into his subspace domain along with more than enough air to keep them alive. The air part was tricky, as too much could cause them damage and too litlle would kill them. But by doing all of that caused time to catch up to him, an eighteen year old. He felt much better, albiet the blood currently leaking from him in copious amounts, but he'd done something amazing.... And he'd never forget this.
Brooks did say that pulling people in could kill them. He's kinda avoiding that and the fact that the area is littered with temporal debris doesn't help his anxiety.
Chrys was in a state of shock going through the building. Seeing the kids being held like lab rats, watching what they did to Tatiana, and the aura that felt wrong... It wasn't made easier with how damaged the place felt. Every now and then he would feel a rip in space and see something for a split second, only to have it vanish and feel like he needs to leave, as if the area was about to collapse somehow. When the fighting started, he used his abilities to stop bullets by spreading out the grey field to freeze them in space. With ample time to practice, he put fields in the guns and stopped them from working.

As he made his way into the office, Chrys noted that here, his hair stood at end and he could swear that the room wasn't safe at all. His natural lock, the grey field surrounding him at all times, flared up wildly. He felt panic rise in him as he found his power gradually rise and fill the room with an intense pressure. He closed his eyes and tried to hold it back, but it wouldn't stop. Driving into his senses, Chrys found that the room had tiny fractures everywhere and his power had sealed them for a time.
Chrys was thoughtful, staying awake for the rest of the trip. He headed out of the plan and too the car with the others. When it was mentioned that English shouldn't be used he smiled, remembering the time he often spent with his italian immigrant grandmother, the only one who didn't care that he was a mutant.

"Nipote, they will always judge you. Not because you are a mutante, but because you represent something that they do not like. Cambiamento. Now help your dear old Nonna with the trays, sì?

Change. It was something that stayed with him well after her passing. It was why he devoted himself to the X-Men cause. He wanted to make change. By controlling his incredible powers he could prove that mutants weren't monsters, and slowly show that they too bad a place in the world.

"Tempo di fare qualche cambiamento reale."
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