House of M - The Beginning

[selfhelp]

Who: Billy Kaplan + Anyone who wants to be involved in the House of M Plot + Related CR + Anyone Really
What: Um. The House of M Plot.
When: October 1st-7th
Where: Literally anywhere in Luceti, yo
Summary: Billy returns from a kidnapping feeling a bit, er, different. A white light envelops the village for just a moment, and when it fades... well. All kinds of things are different, actually.
Rating: Varies, anything above R take it elsewhere!

Still accepting last minute sign-ups, if anyone is interested.


It starts off so innocently, early on the morning of October 1st. A burst of light, a warm rush of energy that consumes everything it touches, and it's gentle enough to feel like stepping out into sunlight from the shade. It's so brief that some people might not even notice it happened. But there are certainly... differences. Some subtle, some not. And those changed won't even understand the problem.

After all, why would perfection be a problem?

The truth is, there are no problems. There can't be. It's perfect, Billy thinks. Believes it. His belief is his reality, and now, it's their reality. It all has to be perfect; they deserve it, all of them, for one reason or another. And he'll do whatever he has to protect that perfection from being tainted, ruined, taken away from them.

Teddy died so this could happen, after all.

So what is your new reality?


((first two threads reserved for the intro thread and billy's status; after that consider this log a free-for-all.))

Comments

[bluestyonder]

There he is. Kurt does offer a fond smile - it's been too long since he's seen his old friend. But he is also concerned about the way his kid is being handled. He heads over to calmly collect Samuel.

"Maybe the explanation is as simple as that it's been much too long since an old friend showed his face around here. And I'm sure that whatever he did is nothing compared to what you put your darling bike through yourself."

[snikting]

Logan put up no fuss as Samuel was handed over. He may be gruff and mean, but underneath, he was even meaner. But then underneath that, he was sort of okay. But underneath that, he was a monster. But then inside that monster was a pretty cool guy who was freaking out because he was covered in a monster. And then there was some adamantium or something.

"I treat my bike like a queen, elf."

[bluestyonder]

Yeah, yeah, he's familiar with the dude's anatomy and everything. He hoists Sammy up to a shoulder with one arm as he regards Logan.

"Really? No one ever told me that you have your queens carry you over half of the world in America. Or is that just a Canadian thing?" As he laughs at his own comment, he leans in to give a quick half-hug to the beast, accompanied by manly clap on the back.

[snikting]

"We put 'er on our money. May as well ride 'er around as well." Logan looked from Samuel to the other kids.

"Don't tell me there's more of 'em now."

[bluestyonder]

He glances between them for a moment and then back to Logan. He couldn't have been gone that long.

"I admit, it's like raising a farm of bunny rabbits, but I'm sure Marie was born while you were still in town. It should still be the same number. Do you have anything to say about this, Marie?"

Her response was just to shuffle forward and try to mimic a Wolverine-esque pose, accompanied by a growl.

[snikting]

That earned a smirk from Logan and he nodded.

"Ya got a winner there."

[bluestyonder]

He reached down to ruffle his head. "Of course, we have a whole pack of them. A little known fact, but 'Wagner' is German for 'winner'," he said with a clearly joking smile. "Of course, you know, now that you're back, you better have some good stories to make up for the time you've been gone, old friend."

[snikting]

Logan wore a dubious smirk. Right. Winner. "I've got more'n a few. Not all of 'em are appropriate fer younger audiences."

[bluestyonder]

"Come on, you've got to have something family-friendly. And swashbuckling!"

[snikting]

"... did take my bike to get washed." That was washbiking. Close enough?