X-Men Role Play

Name: Boris Johnson (mutant name: Jhonny)
Age: old

Power: Ability to insult immediately, superstrong legs
Allegiance: nobody

Backstory: A famous London Politician, Boris uses his powers to cycle inhumane distances to gain street cred. He rose to stardom with ease, known for his posh insults and notable blonde crop of coconut hair.

Cross Boris, and he'll call you a 'lefty tosser' without hesitation and bring you crying to your knees.

He supports Mutant equality, purely for the reason that if he didn't he might get cured of his magicalness. He has more power than a horse does when he kicks.

u being srs bro

100%
really, i am.

If you all have unoriginal chars in HP RP, why can't i have one in X-men RP?
<.<

touche
XD

The politican scoured the streets of London, waving politely to the people who recognised him. It was all about pretences, seeming infalliable, shrouding the imperfections with a clean mask.

politician.
Easy target.

Donning a casual outfit of jeans and a vest top, she threaded her way into the crowds of people beginning to gather around Boris, intent on reaching the strange man. He didn't look like many other politicians, but yet he was insanely popular.

Shaking hands, nodding to people, signing posters and campaign leaflets. Boris was caught up in the influx of people, laughing and being swarmed by them.

She shoved herself to the front of the crowds. 'Mr Johnson!' her voice protruded over everyone else's, high pitched and almost shrieking.

Her voice caught his attention immediately, spotting golden hair and pale, almost dull eyes. It was an odd juxtaposition.
'What can i do to help you?' for now, he'd hold back his insults.

'That depends..' she lowered her tone to a normal level, parting the crowds and stepping forward on her own.
'Tell me mr Johnson, what is your opinion on mutants?' she cocked one head to the side, batting her eyelashes half-innocently.

'well.' he started in a professional tone. 'IF you've read my policies, you'd know that i fully support the equality of mutants, they deserve the same rights as any other human.'

'I don't care about your policies, Boris. I want to know what you think. I don't want some party line.' People around them began whispering, but didn't dare stop her from taking another pace forwards. Malice crept into her tone now, dropping her sweet exterior.

'Do you hate mutants, mr Johnson?'

ooc sorry mer, forum's algging for me

ic Scanning the crowd, he noted they'd formed a tight circle around the pair, unabling him to escape or walk away without comment. 'Why would i hate the people i stand up for?'

'Oh i don't know.. maybe you're afraid of us?' blinking, she teleported behind him, laughing gently, mockingly, tauntingly.
'We mutants are quite dangerous Mr Johnson.'
Their audience was large, people began pulling out phones to capture this moment.

He was in the spotlight.

'Afraid?' his tone was smooth as ever, handling the publicity, almost welcoming it. 'All the mutants i meet are pleasant, and pose no threat to non-mutants.'

'Not this one.'
She drew her blade in an instant, teleporting to his side and pressing a blade to his neck. Aurellia would only use minimal force, carefully calculating how much she'd need to take him out. She was focused.

(im sorry mer, the internet's being too slow so im going to call it a night. I'll continue when im on sometime tomorrow..)

it's no problem, we'll carry on whenever you're back, bye!

Anyone?

Hey! I might not be on long but I can do something!

I'm sleeping on the roof of a skyscraper, my wings wrapped tight around me to keep me warm.
In my hand was a vial of the cure, I dont know why I had it but I just held it, tempted to both smash it and use it.

Opening my eyes once I reached the top of the building, I knew Trinity would be here with the cure.

Sory gtg bye!

Pause?

I look behind me and see Christian, not saying anything I clutch the vial close. "Christian...I'm scared."

OOC: Sure

uh, me and Louis weren't finished here..
how's that going to work? :s