first one to make that doctor who joke loses

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Everyone! All of you!
Broadcast: Maybe!
Action: Definitely!
When: Anytime during the toxic moon event!

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[boy oh boy, isn't everyone just so excited to explore this... charming... place...?

this is a game-wide mingle and the timeframe isn't super-important, so throw in with whatever you want! play war games, go shopping for gas masks, get lost in the wilderness, hide up in the Iskaulit and refuse to set foot on the moon, anything goes.

here's the main event info post for reference! have fun!]

Comments

[ecclesiophobic]

Hadn't thought about that, but you are right. [Kurt shrugs, gesturing with his tail to emphasize the motion.] Homo sapiens are so few in number where I'm from, I suppose I'd assumed they were just humaniod. Certain that's not it?

[grandstanding]

Could be. I haven't had that much experience with the workings of other planets.

[Other realms, yes. But those had always been fishbowls cobbled together with people from many worlds. Hardly reflective of a real planet.]

[ecclesiophobic]

[Kurt hums an acknowledgement, glancing over the edge at the crowd below. His tail traces a looping symbol in the air before stilling.]

Then again, before they were nearly exterminated humanity had grown to six billion. No idea how many of those were closeted mutants, but if humanity continued to populate at that rate, they would have outgrown the planet in.. a few hundred years?

[grandstanding]

[Obscured by the gas mask, the comment makes Erik's lips thin, both at the sheer size of the figure and the reference to the extermination in Kurt's world. Kitty had told him about it, and while he has no love for humanity, he has even less for systematic genocide. There's a certain hard edge to his eyes for a moment, before he follows Kurt's gaze to the teeming road below.]

I don't think there are even two-thirds that many on Earth in my time. It's hard to imagine. [He's lucky to know even that much - he'd applied himself to reading up on the state of the world in the month he'd been at home. Before getting sucked into yet another universe, that is.]

[ecclesiophobic]

[The thing he likes about featureless eyes; it makes a person's line of sight difficult to figure out. Sure, people who know him well enough could probably estimate his by watching his eyelids or the muscles around his eyes, but this Erik doesn't know him. Darkholme's watching his reactions from the corner of his eye, and when he sees that harshness something in his chest eases.

Not a monster, then. Not completely.] Not that many on mine either, human or mutant. Apocalypse nearly wiped us all out with his flawed Darwin idiocy.

[grandstanding]

Yes... Kitty told me some of it. [All of it hard to swallow, even tales of that other Magneto's efforts in creating the X-Men. Not because of inherent dislike of the idea. Because of how dire circumstances were to make it necessary.]

I hadn't heard that name before this place. [Hadn't heard most of the mutants' names, in fact.]

[ecclesiophobic]

Remember it. Remember everything we tell you about him, because he and his legacy have shown in every variation of our worlds save yours. [Though his voice is even, the tone of it is low and urgent, as though he can hammer in the importance of that through any amnesia Erik may suffer when (if) he leaves this place.]

What did Kitty tell you? I don't want to retread familiar ground.

[grandstanding]

[He turns back to Kurt, fixing him with a level stare. The importance of it is not lost on him. Pledging not to forget might be futile, given his too-extensive history of losing his memories. If it's within his power, though... he nods, once.]

She told me about the reason your Magneto started the X-Men. [It's odd, to refer to someone else with a name of his, but he can't in all consciousness claim the other to be himself.] That he took up the cause in Charles Xavier's name when he died. She said this Apocalypse believes only in survival of the fittest, that he commits genocide and experimentation. Camps and pens. And that's what you're fighting against.

[ecclesiophobic]

Mhm. We learned after she--left us, that Apocalypse was powered by an outside force. A few years after he was defeated, the ones who made that force returned and convinced another mutant to take it on and finish the job. A third mutant took up the mantle and the power in order to save our world from an outside force.

[His voice is so steady, as though these aren't his friends he's talking about who betrayed them or sold their metaphorical souls in a failed attempt to save everyone.] The powers vary depending on the mutant, but what I've noticed is it grants them all limited immortality and some sort of concussive blast. The original host was named En Sabah Nur, and was every bit as old as the name implies. It also leaves them with the obsessive desire to wipe out humanity in the name of furthering evolution.

[grandstanding]

[Outside forces... so this wasn't even borne of mutants to begin with. Were they being used?]

And anything else in their path, I assume. [Including the X-Men, and other mutants.] But he was defeated, the first time?

[ecclesiophobic]

[Probably. The beings claimed to have been using Earth as their personal experiment. Their desire to wipe out humanity was nothing more than wanting to move to the next stage of their experiment--if their claims were true.]

If in their path meant trying to stop them, yes. They spared those who stood with the party line. [Kurt turns his head to make it obvious he's looking at Erik, and not the crowd below. He hasn't been for some time, but a lack of visible pupils can make it hard to tell.] Yes, by my world's version of you. A woman named Jean Grey stopped the second host, and then she became the third.

[grandstanding]

[Erik rubs a hand across his face, thinking. Killing an immortal doesn't sound like any small task. He hasn't encountered any such beings, mutants or otherwise, in his own world. He had heard stories of the near-impossibility of fighting off the Sentinels of the future, the ones that could shift and adapt to any mutant's power. But in the others... in the library, and Kyriakos... no one ever did manage to kill a Portrait or an Echo. He knows the feeling of being utterly outclassed in ability and control.

He hates it.]

Do you know if there was a certain method needed?

[ecclesiophobic]

Temporarily? Destroy the host body. It's difficult, depending on their powers, but not impossible. It'll give you time to regroup and prepare for the arrival of the bastards that made the power.

Perminantly, I'm not certain. Jean managed to drive it out of the first host and into a containment chamber without killing the man, but I'm not certain how. I was on another world at the time.

[grandstanding]

Well. [He lets out a breath, sharp.] One step at a time. [Destroying things, he can do.]