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X-Men: Age of Mutants

I don't think Prudence will be returning I believe you should all just continue on your own if you would like. Vote on who will do the management of the thread. Tah dah. Sorry he left. Goodluck. Peacing out.

X-Men: Age of Mutants

I'll attempt to incite some action in prudence. Sorry I've not been on in two days. Been killed at work

X-Men: Age of Mutants

Ronan Carlisle

Behind the terrified expression and the obvious anxiety, Ronan's mind was going a million miles per second. So. I am trapped indefinitely in an underground facility, with at least one known murderer, and I am expected to use my so-called 'powers'. He thought. Isn't that just peachy? I might as well just figure out how to use my....mutation well enough to commit suicide. He began taking deep breaths, becoming more and more calm as he logically assessed the situation. For some reason, this didn't seem as bad as it could be. After all, Ronan's biggest issue with the current situation would have to be the forced social interaction. Maybe I can just do what they tell me, and keep to myself, at least until I figure out how to get out of here.

"Can I go to my room? I assume I have a room." Ronan said. He was resigned at this point, and, though still stressed and anxious, he would do what he could given the situation. That involved getting some time to calm down alone. "It looks like I have no choice so I might as well cooperate. I've no desire for anymore forced traveling. I prefer to do that sort of thing at my leisure." With that, Ronan faced Magneto, despite his internal battle to have nothing to do with him, and held out his hand. "Ronan Carlisle."

X-Men: Age of Mutants

I've just been busy this week. I'm far from done.

smack [Teen Debauchery RP]

Something tells me this is dead...

X-Men: Age of Mutants

@Hjalti None of the movies happened. Characters are basically the same, but nothing else really.

X-Men: Age of Mutants

ignore my most recent post. It was accidental. x)

X-Men: Age of Mutants

Ben, now clearly pissed off, waved his hand, and the restraints that came over his shoulders, locking him in like a sick carnival ride, popped away, creaking with clear displeasure. He heard another mutant pipe up from across the room, clearly also restrained,

"Can't you tell? You're in some kind of Mutant training center. Kurt fucking Wagoner is like the obsessive boyfriend that can't take no. Except instead of a clingy relationship, he wants you in his speshul boy band."

@Prudence

Ronan Carlisle

Ronan looked at the tall man speaking those awful words — the words that threw out any chance of him calming down. "M-mutant training facility?" Ronan asked, his voice noticeably increasing in pitch as he did so. Ronan hadn't been this stressed and anxious since the last time he had an attack — that was in freshman year. He began to taste a mix of bile, and stomach acid — he could feel the beginnings of vomit coming. He bent over, hands on his knees, and allowed a small amount of water and stomach acid to be expelled from his mouth. He straightened and wiped his mouth, before coughing up a storm. He felt as if his throat was closing up. Despite his lack of awareness at the moment, he couldn't help but be brought back into reality as he heard a harsh shout from one girl, and then felt some sort of explosion from a different direction. His anxiety was temporarily put on the side as he saw a few random articles of clothing land in his pile of sick. "Umm... I-I'm sorry about the clothes." He said to the obviously disgruntled girl, with the empty backpack.

Ronan looked around, significantly more calm, though still obviously on the verge of an anxiety attack. He had it under control for the moment. He surveyed present company, and recognized the blue man from earlier. Ronan looked through the multitude of others who were obviously brought the same way as him, shackled or not. Expressions ranged from uncomfortable and angry, to interested or just plain bored. Ronan continued surveying the people around him, stopping when he came upon that same older man. All his anxiety returned like a brick as he came, once again, to the realization that this man was Erik Lehnsherr — this man is Magneto.

Ronan locked eyes with the man, his heart practically beating out of his chest. This man was a murderer, and he wanted Ronan for something. "W-what am I doing here? Why did you bring me here?! You have to let me go!" Ronan said, firing off all of this in rapid succession.

Ronan walked right down the ramp and past the two men, barely paying the other one any mind. His only concern was Magneto, and not being there. He looked around the hangar, observing the variation of people trouncing about in the enclosure. "This is not normal"

X-Men: Age of Mutants

@pockets You also need to put your character in the character tab, please :)

X-Men: Age of Mutants

@pockets So umm.... You aren't appearing in any room. You are on an aircraft x)