[Fourth Wall Post]

[mind_over_metal]

I'm going to be carrying over as many threads as possible because I have a neurotic dedication to running up the comm's comment count as much as I can, but please feel free to tag in here for any new/old fourth wall threads.

Also, my sincerest apologies for derping out like a champion over the past couple of days with threads from both the fourth wall event and before. I just moved back into my apartment for the school year, so there were all sorts of moving/unpacking/cleaning things going on. Additionally, there is a hurricane coming, so I am occasionally in somewhat mind-numbing amounts of pain and just can't handle more than a thread or two at a time.

CFUD: Enjolras, Maladict, Tatsumi Seiichirou, Takeuchi Sora, Van Grants, Rorschach, Captain Jack Harkness, Charles Xavier

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[mind_over_metal]

[from here]

I am feeling extremely grateful right now that the only god I have encountered here thus far displayed his powers by making an enormous batch of pancakes.

[tastybadtouch.livejournal.com]

[near wherever Charles is, there's a vampire eyeing him...]

[illusorychoices.livejournal.com]

...seriously, pancakes?

[mind_over_metal]

...hello?

[tastybadtouch.livejournal.com]

[walking up to him, hand extended for him to shake]

Hello indeed.

[mind_over_metal]

Yes. Compliments of Thor, God of Thunder.

No, I don't know how the two are related.

[illusorychoices.livejournal.com]

Maybe he just likes them.

[mind_over_metal]

*returns the gesture to shake her hand*

Another one of the recent arrivals?

[mind_over_metal]

I suppose that's good enough reason for anyone, let alone a god.

So you know my, ah... other me?

[illusorychoices.livejournal.com]

I'm using 'alternate' for now. And not very well, unfortunately. There aren't many telepaths in Sabra La Tau, so I make it my business to at least make contact with new ones, but he's a recent arrival and things have been unusually...busy.

[tastybadtouch.livejournal.com]

[her cold hand makes contact with his and her expression lights up like christmas came early]

[telepathically:] *You could say that*

[mind_over_metal]

Oh? How so?

[mind_over_metal]

*quickly draws his hand back but his expression, while containing some element of caution, is not one of fear*

What did you just...?

[tastybadtouch.livejournal.com]

*Oh it's very simple. All I need is just a little touch, and I then have a copy of that delicious sensation of a power.*

[mind_over_metal]

Have you always been like this?

[tastybadtouch.livejournal.com]

*Not quite always.* [experimenting with invading everyone's privacy]

*Do I really have such a limited time with this? Typical.*

[magnesiac.livejournal.com]

[the good part about inviting Edge to stay at the cabin is that he seems to be allergic to sleeping and thus stays out most of the night. the bad part is it means he routinely comes back at stupid o'clock in the morning. at least he's trying to be quiet about it.]

[mind_over_metal]

*the other bad part is that he's rooming with two telepaths and a precognitive. this telepath, at least, unused to this particular presence coming in, awakens groggily*

...Erik?

[magnesiac.livejournal.com]

[...it is really hard to tell which one of you that is in the dark. and with the same voice.]

Yes and no.

[mind_over_metal]

*waking up rather rapidly now, things slotting into place and coming back into focus and don't want to wake up the others in the room, so switching over to telepathic communication directed specifically to Erik*

Sorry. It's me. Not Valerian, that is.

Is everything all right?

[magnesiac.livejournal.com]

[there's a bit of a pause at that, since he's still unused to leaving his wards down, and briefly considers putting them back up before deciding against it.]

Yes, fine. Did I wake you?

[mind_over_metal]

There are a lot of new minds here right now. It's quite fascinating.

Have you slept at all yet tonight?

[magnesiac.livejournal.com]

Not yet. I'm getting to it.

[mind_over_metal]

I shan't keep you from it, then.

*in the dark, the sound of rustling around as Charles works on sitting up -- he's quite awake now, apparently*

[magnesiac.livejournal.com]

[moves over to his temporary bed, stripping his jacket off.]

...can you explain how the borders of this place work?