Feb 05, 2011 18:18
[Out of the sky falls a figure in a cape. With a rather loud "SPLAT", he hits the ground. He should be used to this by now; the past several years have been nothing but hopping from reality to reality. The landing could have been a bit better. Maybe it's because he intended to make his ally laugh. Or maybe he simply wanted to change things up a little.
Unfortunately, his ally is nowhere to be found. In fact, none of his team is present. No Sunfire; no Nocturne; no Mimic; no Sasquatch; no Magick... Well, he's a bit happy about no Magick. She's a pain in the ass, anyway.
Without a second thought, he reforms himself into his usual masculine form with alabaster skin. However, it takes him longer than usual to pull himself back together. It does bug him, but then again, he's used to realities that screw around with his physiology.]
Let's see... don't recognize the layout. No one's around. And the rest of my team is still separated. Sounds like my typical Wednesday. Next week better be full of bikinis, lobster dinner, and kung fu marathons on TV, because I'm not sure how much more I can take of these empty realities.
So, anyone else out here except us shapeshifters? Or am I gonna be ambushed any second by Skrulls and Amazons?
I'd prefer Amazons, because that would be the coolest way to go.
character: morph,
canon: exiles,
player: nana