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

[snikting]

"If I play good with booze in me, just think how good I'll be sober."

[touchofrogue]

Rogue shook her head, smiling, "I can't believe they'd even have enough booze in the other enclosures to get you tipsy."

[snikting]

"They've got some dedicated bartenders out there. Not like this rat hole."

[touchofrogue]

Rogue rolled her eyes, "Oh yes. Tell me how great all the other enclosures are."

[snikting]

"Some of em have roads. Real roads."

[touchofrogue]

"Doesn't make much different for those of us not lucky enough to have our bikes." Not that she's jealous. Of course not.

[snikting]

He snickered. "Yeah, but a bike ain't no place for somebody's mama."

[touchofrogue]

"Says you," she said. Although... he was probably right. Darnit.

[snikting]

"Says me," he repeated. At least they didn't have to walk far. The Rec Center was right around the corner from the Dome.

[touchofrogue]

Rogue rolled her eyes. "And probably Loki," she admitted reluctantly. "He doesn't really like motorcycles."

Or when she took 'unnecessary risks.'

[snikting]

"Always did figure him for bein' boring."