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Beauty and the Beast
Date of Scene: 11 December 2017
Location: Unknown
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Frankenstein, Rift
Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein has spent much of the time here in the square since the tree lighting, still wearing the christmas tree lights just like from the commercial. He is somewhat of a tourist attractiona lmost, none realizing he is the real deal.
Rift has posed:
A portal tears open in a remote corner of the park near you as a glowing female figure emerges, her body, clothes and all, washed out in a dull red glow with bright glows inside her arms legs, chest, and head. She looks for the large tree lighting... and then sees... some other christmas lights and goes to investigate.
Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein blinks and wipes his eyes wondering if it is Santa and then he blushes as the lighting does interesting things to certain curves as they come near him. He idly waves wondering if he has frightened small children again.
Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua blinks as she lifts off the ground, hovering at your eye level. "So... did someone leave a Halloween decoration adn cover it in..." She trails off. "Wait, you're alive?" she asks, glowing eyes wide as she orbits you curiously.
Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein is on the human side of his spectrum so almost looks humanish. He is not quite as terrifying as usual. "Yes...I am." There is still a slight slur to his words as if he didn't talk much but it adds a rich bass tone to his voice making it insaley deep.
Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua nods slowly, clicking her tongue. "You may call me Rift," she states, extending her hand. "Why are you standing in the dark wrapped in Christmas tree lights?" she asks.
Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein says, "I am....um...Frankenstein." He shrugs. Its kind of a well known name. He takes her hand and kisses it. He is a man from another time. "Well....there was this commercial. And it gave me an excuse to not make people run away screaming."
Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua blinks. "Frankenstein..." she muses softly. "Sine you don't look like a scentist, I will assume you mean the creation." She doesn't use the word 'monster'. "One could even say that you might be considered a mutant..." She stays hovering at eye level. "You do look festive. So... where are you from?" she asks.
Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein says, "There is an xkcd...it clarifies..." he smiles, "I am the son of...creation of the patriarch ofthat most...interesting" he says it in a tone to indicate disturbing, "class of people. I am apparently many frankensteins to boot. I am from...many places. I remember some...not all. Switzerland is where my oldest selfwas born."
Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua nods. "Fascinating..." she muses, sounding truly interested as she descends to land. The cold doesn't bother her while the gravity field is active. "So - what do you do? Do you try to be a hero? I'm still in high school but I want to join the X-Men some day."
Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein says, "Lots of me have done lots of things. I've got an application pending to rejoin shield. Some mercinary work. Hunting down anyone trying to recreate the experiment. You'd be amazed at how many people try to do it. High School..." he thinks, "Good. Stay in school." Apparently one of him dida lot of hostess comercials and PSAs"
Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua blinks. "Wait - why are you continuing to talk like you are... more than one person?" she asks. "I don't get it - oh, want some hot dogs? I can get you one if you want... I normally eat six at a time but my powers give me a high metabolism..."
Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein says, "I am ...a Frankenstein of Frankensteins....more than just the original." He shrugs and smiles, "Hot dogs are good.""
Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua smiles as she darts over to the hotdog stand, a faint red glow. The glow winks out in the distance... ... until it starts up again as she returns with eight hotdogs - with the works minus the relish and hands you two. "Here," hse states. "A Frankenstein of frankensteins... that must be awfully confusing. I thought being able to tell gravity where to shove it was weird."
Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein has the hot dog and eats it. "That is good. Thank you." He nods, "It is. It is hard to know where I end or I begin. I am the sum of my parts and more than the sum of my parts. There are people I know and people I don't. People I should know and people who should know me. We have no idea who made this version ofme. Gravity is a useful power to have.
Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua nods. "Do you remember future incarnations too or is it just all the present and past ones?" She pondres. "Yes - but one of the main mutant terrorists uses electormagnetism, which is severl orders of magnitude reater..."
Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein says, "I do. A few different futures actually, some of which I am sure couldn't happen already. Whole worlds that are much different than this. Some where half the heroes aren't even here or other half isn't. It's weird. Do you know physics too?"
Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua smiles. "I made it a point to study physics - I have found it very useful in undrestanding what I can do - and can't." She smiles. "Though most of what I've learned I realize doesn't apply to me." She ponders. "My big passion is cooking though."
Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein nods, "Yes, anatomy and a bit of biology are handy for me. I had to learn from my father. I mainly had to learn in case anyone else is stupid enough to mess around with the dead. Have you tried cooking with Gravity?
Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua nods. "That sounds like a good idea..." She smiles as she eats a hot dog, going quiet. "I'm going to have to get going - it's almost curfew." She smiles. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Frankenstein..." She smiles as a portal opens as she steps through it.
Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein smiles, "Lovely meeting you Rift. If I can't talk well later, its still me." He waves as she heads off.
Tuesday, March 27, 2018
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