So once upon a time in Florida, about two years ago, it was suggested to me that I should app Professor X. I said that that was crazy, because while I had loved the cartoon series as a kid, I had never read the comic books and, for the sake of my sanity, never would. Then, I watched Wanted and wished that I had enough time to app Wesley Gibson because I fucking loved that movie.
Then, about two weeks ago, I made an off-handed comment to a certain someone that, given how everyone had been going on about X-Men: First Class and its epic tragic bromance, I felt that if I ever watched it, I would be at major risk of apping Charles. I then proceeded to be figuratively frogmarched into watching the movie and went through a great deal of angst in trying to compress my usual two-month-or-so apping process into two weeks, and finally just went out Wednesday night, drank about five beers, passed out briefly in the middle rewriting my app into the form you saw and then woke up and finished it, with that short period of unconsciousness having been the only sleep that I'd gotten in the past 22 hours or so.
If the previous description hasn't removed any doubt in your mind about my identity, this is Enjolras/Maladict/Tatsumi/Takeuchi Sora/Van Grants/Rorschach/Captain Jack Harkness, who, thanks to GLaDOS shooting Van in the spine last week, now has cast of characters of which more than a third are in wheelchairs.
Charles'
Stats/Permissions is up. And if you have a moment, I'd love it if you could also stop by my
Telepath Info Gathering post. Charles spends a lot of time in people's heads, and I'd love to be able to play with that in camp in whatever way that would be the most fun for everyone involved.
And last but not least, THANK YOU to
needsahandjob for the paid time! And, of course, to
embroildery, my forever-partnerbrotherboyfriend, for being a dirty enabler, a fantastic beta and a long-suffering victim of my over-enthusiasm.
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