Online group chat for the mansion:
Sunday, Nov 9, 3:24 pm
Shadowcat: Heyyyyyyy people!
RogueBludger: Kitty
RogueBludger: Using your code name as your screen name?
RogueBludger: Rookie mistake
Shadowcat: Rogue…
Shadowcat: Bludger? Is that like, a Harry Potter reference?
Shadowcat: (ew)
RogueBludger: Woman, how dare you insult the great and noble sport of Quidditch
Shadowcat: I'm not insulting the fictional sport of quidditch
Shadowcat: (I'm insulting you)
RogueBludger: You got something to say to me?
RogueBludger: SAY IT TO MY FACE
Shadowcat: I do, I do got something to type to you (you witch with a bee)
RogueBludger: Take it out of the parenthesis, I dare you
RogueBludger: You don't have the ball
Shadowcat: I do have the ball, I have plural balls. I have pairs of balls and they're all symmetrical. (Unlike your face)
RogueBludger: I only need one ball to bludgeon you
Shadowcat: Which one do you want?
RogueBludger: I want the one from last week
RogueBludger: When your cat reflexes failed you
Shadowcat is typing…
RogueBludger: I want it to still have your blood on it
Shadowcat: That ball doesn't exist. It's ok, I understand your mistake. At the time it seemed like that ball broke my nose but actually my nose triumphed over the ball in a feat of brute strength.
RogueBludger: I made no mistake.
RogueBludger: I was there, I saw it happen
Shadowcat: Your eyes were deceiving you
RogueBludger: Don't lie. I know the truth
Shadowcat: You know nothing
RogueBludger: I know everything because I WAS THE ONE WHO THREW THE BALL
Shadowcat: (gasps and clutches at heart) YOU? NO! NOOOOOO!
RogueBludger: MWAH HAHAHA, INDEED, 'TWAS I WHO BETRAYED YOU
RogueBludger: With my bludger, ah ha ha
Shadowcat: I TRUSTED YOU, TO WARN ME BEFORE THROWING!
RogueBludger: You trusted WRONGLY mwah ha ha
Shadowcat: Compensate my therapy sessions!
Shadowcat: I'm a victim of circumstance!
NiceAssIce has entered the chat room. Sunday, Nov 9, 3:32pm
Shadowcat: Omg, Rogue, lol. Her face when you were like, "Um, do you mind? Some of us are trying to work here"
RogueBludger: Miss Popular keeps hissing at me and now decides to stand over me?
RogueBludger: Challenge accepted. Also I tried to say that the way you would.
Shadowcat: I liked the execution. And she's been glaring at us for a while anyway.
RogueBludger: What's she even hoping to accomplish with this amateur harassment?
Shadowcat: Idk, I've just been ignoring it.
RogueBludger: Good plan.
Shadowcat: That'll be 10 dollars.
RogueBludger: The Just-Ignore-It plan isn't trademarked
Shadowcat: It's intellectual property
RogueBludger: No it's CULTURE AND SOCIETY
Jubilicious: Rogue, you were the one who broke Kitty's nose?
RogueBludger: No it was Bobby
RogueBludger: They were playing baseball
Shadowcat: WE ALL SAW IT HAPPEN PEOPLE, OK?
RogueBludger: Kitty's a little sensitive about this subject
Jubilicious: Why didn't you phase through it?
Shadowcat: Hey it was very quick and shocking!
MissPopular has entered the chat room. Sunday, Nov 9, 3:36 pm
MissPopular: Kitty and Rogue – this is quiet homework time. If you can't act appropriately then leave the library.
RogueBludger: I see you liked my idea for your screen name, Jean
MissPopular: Stop looking at each other and snickering!
NiceAssIce:… ummm
NiceAssIce: You guys are in the same room and IM-ing each other?
Jubilicious: lol
Shadowcat: Bobby, what a completely tasteless screen name
NiceAssIce: Hey, jubilee's is Jubilicious!
Jubilicious: Cuz she's delicious!
Shadowcat: See? Not tasteless at all, in fact, Jubilee's sn implies that she is quite the opposite. Asshole.
Jubilicious: Ha!
Shadowcat: Rogue, what is your professional opinion?
RogueBludger: Very low score on the Rogue Screen Name Assessment. In comparison with Jubilicious, which alludes to a sense of taste and enjoyment, and even with the lack of anonymity by including part of her name taken into account, NiceAssIce falls devastatingly below hers on any scale simply because everyone already thinks Bobby is an ass and any attempt of his to own the label is doomed to fail because he doesn't even understand why he is an ass. It's pathetic, really.
Shadowcat: Thank you, Rogue, for that expert assessment.
Jubilicious: I concur.
MissPopular: If you two are not doing homework then you need to leave the library so others can concentrate.
RogueBludger: Hey! I'm writing my paper on The Count of Monte Cristo!
Shadowcat: I'm doing my computer science project!
MissPopular: Other people in this room have work to do too, and you two have been giggling to yourselves for basically the whole time you've been here.
Shadowcat: Whoa, that is totally an exaggeration!
RogueBludger: Jean, if you're so disturbed you have a whole room all to yourself that you can go into and be alone. Unlike those of us who have roommates.
Shadowcat: We haven't been preventing anyone else from doing their work! THE ONLY OTHER PERSON HERE IS YOU
RogueBludger: …actually, Kitty
MissPopular: Your roommates are EACH OTHER! And Sam, Amara and Ray are right over there.
Shadowcat: …Oh
Shadowcat: Well, they don't look disturbed at all.
MoltenLava: We're not disturbed.
MoltenLava: I didn't even notice anything was happening until Jean went over and spoke to Rogue.
RogueBludger: Ha! It's all in your head, Miss Perfect. Stop targeting us.
MissPopular: um, it's MissPOPULAR, Rogue
Shadowcat: Jean, we can't all be perfect
RogueBludger: But Kitty, some of us are more perfect than others.
MissPopular: I'm not asking for perfection
RogueBludger: All I want is the chance to perfect this essay
Shadowcat: I want this computer program to work perfectly
Golden_Drop_of_Sun: Actually, Jean, I too am in the library.
MissPopular: …Ok, Roberto.
MoltenLava: No, he's not
Crispy: No, you're not
Golden_Drop_Of_Sun: Yes, I am
Crispy: I don't see you anywhere in this room
Golden_Drop_Of_Sun: I've been online the whole time.
RogueBludger:…..
Shadowcat: We are talking about an actual room, not a virtual one.
Golden_Drop_Of_Sun: I am too.
RogueBludger: He's not in here guys, stop looking around
Golden_Drop_Of_Sun: Yes I am!
Crispy: I've been here for at least two hours, he's never been here in that time
Golden_Drop_Of_Sun: I've been here for longer
Crispy: I've been here all day
Golden_Drop_Of_Sun: I woke up here this morning
Crispy: I fell asleep here last night
Golden_Drop_Of_Sun: I've been here since yesterday
NiceAssIce: I was BORN AND RAISED IN THIS ROOM
CannonballZ: I was in this room before it even existed, IT WAS BUILT AROUND ME
RogueBludger: I can't tell if this has escalated or devolved.
Shadowcat: Maybe it's done both at once
MoltenLava: one of you is not even here
NiceAssIce: I am present in spirit
MoltenLava: Not you
MoltenLava: Although you're not here either
RogueBludger: Where did Miss Perfect go?
Shadowcat: I guess she left….
RogueBludger: …has she gone to fetch reinforcements?
Shadowcat: Did anyone see her leave?
MoltenLava: …
Crispy: …
CannonballZ: ….
NiceAssIce: …..
MoltenLava: … no
Golden_Drop_Of_Sun: I didn't see her leave either. I was looking at my computer screen.
Crispy: YOU ARE NOT EVEN HERE!
BlueNFuzzy has entered the chat room. Sunday, Nov 9, 4:06 pm
BlueNFuzzy: Yo my online brothers and sisters
BlueNFuzzy: Can someone bring me toilet paper, please? I'm in the second floor bathroom!
NiceAssIce: Kurt, get it yourself
BlueNFuzzy: No, I can't
RogueBludger: just apparate
BlueNFuzzy: I can't, I'M OCCUPIED. SOMEONE HELP ME
RogueBludger: Ew, Kurt.
BlueNFuzzy: Shut up. Just help me.
Shadowcat: Kurt, you're the last person I ever thought would need something like this.
Crispy: Kurt man, you didn't check before?
MoltenLava: So Kurt, you brought a laptop into the bathroom with you?
BlueNFuzzy: SOMEONE JUST TAKE PITY ON ME PLEASE
RogueBludger: I think Shadowcat is uniquely suited to deal with this kind of mission
Shadowcat: No way, you're his sister, you go
BeamMeUpScotty has entered the chat room. Sunday, Nov 9, 4:10 pm
BeamMeUpScotty: Hey guys
BlueNFuzzy: SCOTT!
BeamMeUpScotty: Alright, I got you, Kurt
BlueNFuzzy: thanks man!
BeamMeUpScotty: I'm close by anyway. Brb.
Shadowcat: Team leader to the rescue!
RogueBludger: Ha! It's like "Scott" isn't actually his name, it's a reference to the kind of toilet paper he will bring you. Like the muffin man? The Scott man.
Kitty: Did that come from one of the voices in your head?
RogueBludger: No, it was completely mine. 100% me. Unvarnished. Unexplained. And clearly unappreciated, you lowly cretins.
BeamMeUpScotty: Back
BlueNFuzzy: Thanks for beaming me up some Scott ™, Scott! (I gotchu sis)
CannonballZ: Such man. Much reliable.
MoltenLava: Wow. So leader. Very team.
Crispy: Such amaze. Much justice.
NiceAssIce: Why are you guys talking like that?
CannonballZ: Such wow. Much ignorant.
Shadowcat: Such doge
MoltenLava: 10/10
NiceAssIce: Just answer the question
MoltenLava: Roses are red.
MoltenLava: My name is not Dave
MoltenLava: This makes no sense,
RogueBludger: Microwave
CannonballZ: Much wow. Such rogue. 10/10, So skilled.
NiceAssIce: Ok I'm laughing but I still don't get it
Shadowcat: Much hilarious.
CannonballZ: Such witty.
MoltenLava: So wow
RogueBludger: Very fabulous
Shadowcat: Indie level: 100
BeamMeUpScotty: Such glamour
CannonballZ: So hip
BlueNFuzzy: Such class
NiceAssIce: EVEN SCOTT?!
NiceAssIce: WHAT DOES EVERYONE KNOW ABOUT BUT ME
BeamMeUpScotty: So mean. Much rude. Such sad.
MoltenLava: So mystery. Such unsure.
NiceAssIce: STOP IT
CannonballZ: Very disagreement
BlueNFuzzy: How pronounce. Who am i.
BeamMeUpScotty: Much infinity
NiceAssIce: I'm done.
Shadowcat: Wow. Such done.
MoltenLava: So ending
CannonballZ: Much over
NiceAssIce has left the chat room. Sunday, Nov 9, 4:55 pm
BeamMeUpScotty: Such gone
MissPopular: Scott.
BeamMeUpScotty: Such popular!
CannonballZ: Much natural red
MissPopular: Scott, aren't you supposed to be making dinner tonight?
MoltenLava: Such duty
BeamMeUpScotty: So soon. Such early.
BeamMeUpScotty: Much time
Crispy: Such procrastinate
MissPopular: Scott, you don't have as much time as you think you do.
MoltenLava: What's for dinner tonight?
BeamMeUpScotty: We are having a Donnor Party.
MoltenLava: what's that?
RogueBludger: it's cannibalism
BlueNFuzzy: Yum! My favorite!
Crispy: I thought Scott was cooking, not Kitty
RogueBludger: lol
Shadowcat: Are you comparing my exquisite culinary skills to cannibalism?
Crispy: Not at all. I'm saying that when you cook, cannibalism is what we are all gonna resort to, anyway
RogueBludger: If only she had more meat on her, we could kill two birds with one stone…
BlueNFuzzy: Two tasty little birds…..
MoltenLava: This conversation has gotten weird.
CannonballZ: It would be funny though – after, when we talked about how we had eaten Kitty, no one would know we were talking about a person. They would just assume we had eaten a cat.
Shadowcat: HEY! I OBJECT!
BeamMeUpScotty: And on that note, goodbye
BeamMeUpScotty has left the chat room. Sunday, Nov 9, 5:14 pm
Shadowcat: I'm very offended right now.
MissPopular: Don't worry, Kitty. They wouldn't be able to get enough meat off you to serve everyone anyway.
Shadowcat: That totally doesn't make me feel better, Miss Popular
RogueBludger: Yeah. We should cook the Blob first, if we do have a Donnor Party, because not only would we have a ton (literally) of meat, we would have taken out the biggest consumer, too.
MissPopular: You've thought a lot about this, Rogue.
Crispy: … Yeah. A lot….
RogueBludger: It's not me, it's the voices!
CannonballZ: Sure it is, Rogue. Sure it is.
Shadowcat: Whatever. I'd totally be more open to eating Fred Dukes instead of being eaten.
BlueNFuzzy: You know, with just the right amount of nudging, this conversation could get real sexual, real fast.
MissPopular: No nudging!
Shadowcat: NO! NONONO
Crispy: Challenge accepted
Shadowcat: AHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOO
RogueBludger: Ha hahaha, yess
Shadowcat: NO ROGUE NO! Bad Kurt! BAD!
CannonballZ: I just wanna say, the thought of Fred Dukes does not make my mouth water
Shadowcat: Jean, make it stop!
MissPopular: Hmm. That is actually a great point, Sam. I agree.
Crispy: Being the heterosexual male I am, females are just more appetizing.
RogueBludger: You know, I've just remembered this but Fred is actually a really great cook.
BlueNFuzzy: Damn, we can't waste talent like that!
RogueBludger: Exactly! Some people make better meals as food and some people simply make better food
CannonballZ: Fish are friends, not food
NiceAssIce has reentered that chat room. Sunday, Nov 9, 5: 27 pm
NiceAssIce: DESSERT FOOD, that is.. (not the fish, idk what he's talking about)
NiceAssIce: That's right, I'M BACK! And clearly you people need my help with the sexual innuendos here
Shadowcat: oh dear god
RogueBludger: we were fine without you actually
NiceAssIce: Kitty, I wouldn't mind snacking on you, as a little appetizer
BlueNFuzzy: Ok, I feel like I've opened Pandora's box.
NiceAssIce: But we all know you'd want the Iceman as the main savory popsicle.
RogueBludger: Oh my god, get him away from the computer!
CannonballZ: Whoa.
NiceAssIce: Free licks for everyone!
MoltenLava: He went there.
MissPopular: Bobby, I know you have no control but you should at least try
NiceAssIce: You're just worried I'll be more popular than you, Jean, once people have a taste of the Iceman's ice cream
Shadowcat: Just kill me now, I don't care what happens to my body, as long as my mind is preserved
BlueNFuzzy: I regret so much.
MissPopular: Bobby, I have never been less worried about you challenging my popularity.
RogueBludger: Do you think the Iceman's body would preserve well after we killed him?
NiceAssIce: I'd melt for you, hot mama
Crispy: He has no sense of self-preservation, does he?
MoltenLava: Lolololol
CannonballZ: Is that… do I spot….…..a pun, in the distance?
BlueNFuzzy: It was like lightning, but I think so!
MissPopular: haha, lightning
RogueBludger: Bobby, I see the computer has made you bold. Get off right now or I will make your worst nightmares become a living reality.
NiceAssIce: It's not the computer, I'm always this cool!
RogueBludger: I will make sure you remain a virgin forever.
Crispy: Oh damn
CannonballZ: Shit got real
MissPopular: Everyone can access this chat, guys! Keep it PG and no swearing!
RogueBludger: "Virgin" isn't a swear word
Crispy: Might as well be, for Bobby.
MissPopular: Also, Scott says dinner is going to be ready soon.
BlueNFuzzy: YES I'M STARVING
BlueNFuzzy has left the chat room. Sunday, Nov 9, 5:40 pm
Shadowcat: Rogue, stop copying me. It was my idea to start packing up.
RogueBludger: wow, so catty. Stop following me back to my room very night, you damn cat!
Shadowcat: um, excuse me, it's my room and you are following me.
Shadowcat: Only people who worship me can follow me.
RogueBludger: So no one then
Shadowcat: prime examples of male physiology, only
MoltenLava: oh, too bad for Bobby, then.
NiceAssIce: hey! What are you implying? I'm a male! I'm a very manly male!
CannonballZ: I thought you were a eunuch.
NiceAssIce: Stop making up words, Sam
NiceAssIce has left the chat room. Sunday, Nov 9, 5:41 pm
MoltenLava: What an idiot
Golden_Drop_of_Sun has left the chat room. Sunday, Nov 9, 5:41 pm
Crispy: He was still here?
RogueBludger: That strikes me as incredibly limiting, Kitty. I didn't know you were so narrow-minded.
RogueBludger: What about bisexually curious females?
Shadowcat: Awww, Rogue! You should have just said something! ;)
RogueBludger: Don't wiggle your eyebrows at me, you freak.
RogueBludger: "I'm asking for a friend!" says a voice in my head
Shadowcat: It's ok, Rogue, I know your insults only come from deep love and affection. And sexual desire for my body
RogueBludger: That's odd – usually my insults come from an inexplicable urge to bring you back to reality
RogueBludger: And we both now that it's YOU who wants MY body
Shadowcat: …. Just your boobs. Just aesthetically.
RogueBludger: It's ok, everybody wants me because no one can have me ;)
RogueBludger: ~Can't touch this~
Shadowcat: EVERYBODY SHE JUST GROPED HER BOOBS AT ME
CannonballZ: I saw that, lol
Crispy: I missed it
Shadowcat: I'm scarred!
RogueBludger: You're jealous
TheRaginCajun: I'm jealous
Somewhere in New York, on a hill overlooking the city of Bayville, in a seemingly sedate mansion at the end of a winding drive surrounded by mature shrubbery, was a library in which a somewhat dramatically dressed girl suddenly burst from her seat at a solid oak table and let loose an incomprehensibly loud noise, making the other girl sitting directly across from her flinch and stand up, too.
"KITTY" Rogue yelled. "How did he get this address?"
"I don't know! It was supposed to be private!"
"You created the chat!"
"I know!
"So, how—"
"Well, it's online!"
"What?"
"It's hosted by a server, like everything else online!"
"What?!"
"Like reddit! You just need to be able to find it and know the passwords!"
"WHAT"
"It's not completely secure, I never, like, said it was! But it was, like, very well hidden online!" Kitty gestured around the air above her laptop.
"But how did he know to access it? How did he find it online?!"
"I don't know, he must have, like, gotten the address and log-on directions!" Kitty sounded upset at the prospect and frowned fiercely. "I'm positive it's not a hacking job."
Rogue stared at Kitty. Kitty stared back.
Rogue narrowed her eyes and bit her lip a little. She glanced off to the side, head tipped.
"Oh….. shit." She muttered, much quieter than she had been speaking previously.
Kitty began again, "But who would ha—"
"No, ah, it's probably my fault." Rogue said with a casual sort of grimace.
Kitty stared at Rogue with frozen confusion on her face.
"What?" She said blankly.
"I may have…. Given the log-on details to….. Wanda…."
"What! You know how unreliable that girl is! She can't keep track of anything!"
"I know! But she wanted to be included and promised to keep it a secret from Pietro, which I naively assumed was the worst that could happen."
"Well, obvi-ou-sly," A voice in Rogue's head said bitingly, "You neglected a few possibilities."
Crispy: Who is that?
Jubilicious: How come I can hear Kitty and Rogue's voices from the third floor?
MoltenLava: Idk, but I think it's gonna be good gossip.
TheRaginCajun: What are they saying?
CannonballZ: Don't tell him! Let's see what happens between Kitty and Rogue first
….
RogueBludger: Swamp rat. How did you find this?
TheRaginCajun: I have many skills, cherie
"Rogue, did you listen to anything I said at the meeting about this online chat? Like the parts about secrecy and stuff?"
"Yeah, 'course I did!" She said instantly, then gazed off to her left. "You were just talking for so long."
"It was only, like, ten minutes!"
"Ten minutes of my life that I will never get back."
"Maybe if you had paid attention, you wouldn't have, like, given out the details to random people, dooming us all!"
"I wasn't dooming us all—"
Amara spoke up – " Umm, I also like gave the details to Tabitha."
"DOES, LIKE, NO ONE LISTEN TO ME?"
"… maybe if you didn't say 'like' so much, you would be able to get your point across without losing our attention."
Kitty looked at Rogue for a moment, taken aback.
"Who told you to say that?"
Rogue cocked her head to the side. "I don't know what you mean."
"Which voice? Who was it? Was it the professor? Storm?"
"Kitty, please." Rogue rolled her eyes. "It was many people, all at once. It's a common thought."
Kitty continued staring at Rogue with her eyes narrowed.
"Just now, however, it happened to be Magneto."
"Don't give me advice from Magneto, of all people!"
Jubilicious: This has gotten boring now. I'm starving. I'm going down to dinner before certain people eat everything.
TheRaginCajun: Are they still yelling?
Crispy: It's more like a discussion. But Jubes has brought a dire possibility to our attention. We have to get down there.
CannonballZ: Yeah. That's a real threat.
MoltenLava: I'm not staying to get yelled at.
Jubilicious, CannonballZ, Crispy and MoltenLava have left the chat room.
Sunday, Nov 9, 6:00 pm
TheRaginCajun: Oh no, the Ragin' Cajun gonna be all alone?
The door to the library slammed closed, leaving only Kitty and Rogue inside. They turned back to each other, then at the same time glanced down at the open computer screens between them.
"So like, what are we gonna do about this?"
"Well, I don't think it's a huge breach of security," Rogue said slowly.
"Not, like, technically," Kitty nodded.
"I don't know what the Ragin' Cajun's game is," Rogue leaned slightly over the table, toward Kitty, "But since this is your project, you could just tell everyone that it's been expanded to include all mutants of the area. Like a bonding thing."
"Yeahhh, oh, yeah, the professor will like that," Kitty nodded enthusiastically, also leaning over the table at this point, "And, then, everyone will know, or like should know, it's not, like, an X-men secure thing, and it won't be anyone's fault if the log-on details have gotten out."
"Exactly,"
"And you know, this whole project was experimental to begin with, anyway,"
"Uh huh,"
"We can't be expected to control every little thing about it!"
"It's taken on a life of it's own, as most cultural and social things do!"
"Right," Kitty looked happier.
"Now, we had better get down there before all the food is gone, or worse one of those idiots that was here says something before we can, you know—"
"Tell them about the true purpose of the online chat, and—"
"Mutant bonding, open dialogue with—"
"Right, exactly."
Both girls quickly closed their laptops and gathered up their stuff. They dashed back to their room to drop it off before basically running to dinner.
Before reaching the dining room, however, Kitty spoke up,
"'TheRaginCajun' was Gambit, though, wasn't it?" She said, looking sideways at Rogue.
"Yeah, that's-that's who—"
"He's been around a lot," Kitty stated, still examining Rogue.
Oh, more than you know, Rogue thought to herself. And the voices. Out loud, she just said, "Yeah, Let's talk about that after dinner, ok?"
"Ok," Kitty agreed, still sharp-eyed.
The two opened the double doors into the dining room and let their private conversation naturally drown in the outpouring of sound from inside the room.
