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expiationnet2024-08-02 01:34 pm
southernchere) wrote in expiationnet2024-08-02 01:34 pm
⨂ — 001. VIDEO; un: Sugarlips
[ there's a lot of unsteadiness and out of focus visuals when this feed starts. it's a big indication that whoever is doing this recording is extremely unskilled with this phone device, and they're trying to get it to work right. but the individual gets it eventually (without breathing out a few swears), and it's a grown woman with red hair with white streaks and in a full bodysuit.
it seems strange for a woman to be in this attire, given the heat (on her side of the town), but maybe that's not important. the lady beams at the camera as she holds the phone out so the viewer can get a full look at her. ]
Lil' late, but Daddy used to say, "Better late than piddin' around." But howdy, folks...! My name's Rogue and I'm a mutant and new around these parts.
[ she feels a little awkward introducing herself given the events last month, but she trucks on through. ]
Couldn't introduce myself earlier 'cuz all the ruckus, but with everything simmering down, I done figured now it'd be good to say hello. But the real reason for me hollerin' is that I put myself into a bit of a tissy.
[ the feed jitters around for a few seconds, and she shows a display of food laid out on the table. rogue chuckles sheepishly as she pans over each meal, so the viewer can get a better look. ]
Every first week of the month, it'd be my turn to cook for everyone in the mansion. Been doin' it for years, and I plumb forgot I ain't at home. — When ya feedin' the X-Men, you gotta cook enough to feed a herd of buffalos. Especially durin' the holidays, but this ain't nothin' compared to Jean's. She'll spend night and day in the kitchen if ya don't tell her to quit.
[ she turns the recording back on herself, and continues to smile from ear to ear. ]
So how about you lovely folks help a gal out with some eatin'? I bet them bellies ain't full like a tick, neither. I'm —
[ before she could even finish her sentence, a chair by the table glitches out of existence, and then a creature phases in its place. the wharf rat looks around, genuinely confused at its new surroundings, and rogue too blinks over at the monster that's now behind her. ]
What in tarnation?
[ the monster spots the food and her, then immediately lunges forward, which causes the mutant to abandon the phone — leaving the viewer to only see the ceiling, and a lot of commotion of a scuffle. ]
Now hold your horses, Sugah...! — Thems people food!
[ there's a one big slam and a rumble heavy enough that the phone staggers where it lies. after that, the room is filled with silence except maybe a casual whimper from the creature. rogue hovers (yes, she can fly) in view and lowers down to grab a hold of her phone. ]
I'mma take a wild guess that ain't normal.
[ the video feed pans over to the monster lying on its back, now quiet and unconscious, with her sighing in exasperation. ]
Dammit, he might've got my cake all lopsided...
[OOC: EDIT: action log of giving out food is UP. ]
it seems strange for a woman to be in this attire, given the heat (on her side of the town), but maybe that's not important. the lady beams at the camera as she holds the phone out so the viewer can get a full look at her. ]
Lil' late, but Daddy used to say, "Better late than piddin' around." But howdy, folks...! My name's Rogue and I'm a mutant and new around these parts.
[ she feels a little awkward introducing herself given the events last month, but she trucks on through. ]
Couldn't introduce myself earlier 'cuz all the ruckus, but with everything simmering down, I done figured now it'd be good to say hello. But the real reason for me hollerin' is that I put myself into a bit of a tissy.
[ the feed jitters around for a few seconds, and she shows a display of food laid out on the table. rogue chuckles sheepishly as she pans over each meal, so the viewer can get a better look. ]
Every first week of the month, it'd be my turn to cook for everyone in the mansion. Been doin' it for years, and I plumb forgot I ain't at home. — When ya feedin' the X-Men, you gotta cook enough to feed a herd of buffalos. Especially durin' the holidays, but this ain't nothin' compared to Jean's. She'll spend night and day in the kitchen if ya don't tell her to quit.
[ she turns the recording back on herself, and continues to smile from ear to ear. ]
So how about you lovely folks help a gal out with some eatin'? I bet them bellies ain't full like a tick, neither. I'm —
[ before she could even finish her sentence, a chair by the table glitches out of existence, and then a creature phases in its place. the wharf rat looks around, genuinely confused at its new surroundings, and rogue too blinks over at the monster that's now behind her. ]
What in tarnation?
[ the monster spots the food and her, then immediately lunges forward, which causes the mutant to abandon the phone — leaving the viewer to only see the ceiling, and a lot of commotion of a scuffle. ]
Now hold your horses, Sugah...! — Thems people food!
[ there's a one big slam and a rumble heavy enough that the phone staggers where it lies. after that, the room is filled with silence except maybe a casual whimper from the creature. rogue hovers (yes, she can fly) in view and lowers down to grab a hold of her phone. ]
I'mma take a wild guess that ain't normal.
[ the video feed pans over to the monster lying on its back, now quiet and unconscious, with her sighing in exasperation. ]
Dammit, he might've got my cake all lopsided...
[OOC: EDIT: action log of giving out food is UP. ]
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yeah!
you should
we do some cool things there
also
some of us have powers too so
since you said xmen i'm assuming you know scott?
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just from different universes
i get that
i've met some people like me from other dimensions too
here and back home
i'm not a mutant like you guys, but i do have a genetic mutation of sorts
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[she doesn't actually know the x-men might know spider-man, so she doesn't expect that to make a whole lot of sense. scott doesn't know spider-man, and he's her first thought when anyone mentions x-men.]
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i mean
i make a synthetic webbing to do so but
yeah
that is something i do