A look into the x-men's minds
For any of you that were reading How's it gonna be? I'm working
on the last part, but this idea wouldn't leave me alone. Please
excuse any bad accents, Some of them are hard!
Disclaimer: Marvel's stuff=marvel's Rogue8=ME! Batwoman=one of my
best friends evil alter-ego's. Got it?
Rogue8: narrated by Batwoman, wonderfully great comentary by
everyone's favorite Rogue8!
Batwoman: of course zere is only vone of you.
Rogue8: just start narrating!
Batwoman: Today ve vill be taking a journey into ze psyche of ze
x-men to determine ze deapths of zere-
Rogue8: that's the worst accent I've ever heard.
Batwoman: vat do you mean zis is ze vorst accent you've ever
heard? Fine. Today we will be taking a trip deep into the x-men's
psches, blah blah blah...
Rogue8: we start with the mind of what apears to be the most
disturbed x-man, Scott Summers...
Jean: oh, Scott, you're so sexy!
Scott: I'm sorry Jean, I'm comited to someone else.
Ororo: Scott! Please I love you!
Scott: No, I'm sorry.
Logan: Scott, I want to have mad, animal sex with you.
Pr. X: No! He's comitted to me! We're going to get married! And I
want to have his children!
Rogue: uh, professah?
Pr. X: I said I want to, not that I'm going to!
Batwoman: but it's to late, for Scott has already left, with...
Rogue8: CABLE!
Batwoman: That's not right! He's his dad!
Rogue8: hey, it's scott's sick mind, not mine.
Batwoman: um... on to our next disturbing mind,
Rogue8: the twisted mind of Jean!
Logan: I want to sleep with you!
Remy: I want to sleep with you!
Kurt: I want to sleep with you! Nate: I want to sleep with you!
Batwoman: Wait. Stop. Nobody is sleeping with their parents,
clones of their parents, alternate versions of their parents, NO
RELATIVES!
Rogue8: fine, suck all the fun out of it.
Batwoman: Now, back to the story
Sam: I want to sleep with you!
Alex: I want to sleep with you!
Jono: I want to sleep with you!
Sean: I want to sleep with you!
Angelo: I want to sleep with you!
Forge: I want to sleep with you!
Everret: I want to sleep with you!
Bishop: I want to sleep with you!
Scott: I want to sleep with the Professor!
Batwoman: So she slept with the all. and 9 months later there was
the strangest child ever seen, being as it had twelve fathers and
all.
Rogue8: is that even possible?
Batwoman: I dunno, but it sure sound weird, don't it?
Rogue8: and people say I'm the weird one? Well, on to our next
demented mind, Storm!
Batwoman: As ve enter Ororo's mind ve see her in her attic vroom
vatering her plants. Ve also notice ze fact that-
Rogue8: stop using that stupid accent!
Batwoman: Ororo walks around her room watering her plants,
humming softly. And talking to them. Wait a minute, she acctually
named them?! Idividualy?! This is to weird. On to the next mind.
Rogue8: we find one of the most drool-worthy x-men rooting
through the fridge...
Remy: Where's dat gumbo? Logan, you din't eat Remy's gumbo again
did you?
Logan: No, I felt it would be best to honor your rights and let
you have it. but if you would make some for me? Please?
Remy: ok.
Rogue: Remy, guess what?! Ah got one of those power nulifier
braclets! Ya still got the rest of that stuff?
Remy: Sure do, chere, saved it special for you.
Rogue8: Rogue and Remy leave room. We follow them. What kind of
writers would we be if we didn't?
Batwoman: as we come neer the entrance, we hear what i assume to
be the mating calls of the female.
Rogue: oh, Remy! remy! REMY!
Rogue8: uh, I don't think you should- (Batwoman opens the door)-do
that.
(They are asaulted by various kineticaly charged objects, only
one or two of which on purpose.)
Rogue: Remy, sugah, it blew up.
Remy: oh well, I always wanted a chil'.
(Rogue8 and batwopman run in terror.)
Rogue8: um, on to the next mind?
Batwoman: sure. Bobby.
Rogue8; I love bobby! uh, I mean, he's okay, I guess.
Batwoman: okaay... Anyway, we find Bobby in the living room,
surounded by women in bikinis, most of which are feeding or
massging him.
Rogue8: Oooh! Can I help?! Can I? Can I?
Batwoman: sure, knock yourself out.
Rogue8 (in sensual voice): oh, Bobby, you're so funny.
Bobby: I am, aren't I?
girl in bikini # 1: More grapes, Mr. Drake?
Rogue8: Back off bitch! he's mine!
Bobby: relax girls. there's enough of me to go around.
Rogue8: okay!
Batwoman: Rogue! stop it! there are laws against that!
Rogue8: there are? what about this?
Bobby: I have no proplem with it.
Batwoman: okay, I guess that's okay. on to the next mind,
...
Batwoman: Rogue? Rogue! Stop that! Get back here right now!
Rogue8: But it's Bobby.
Batwoman: introduce the next mind! Now!
Rogue8: Paige. Can I go back now?
Batwoman: NO!
Paige: oh, Sam! You're so handsome!
Sam: ah am ain't I? Wait a minute, you're mah sister!
Paige: So? we are from Kentucky.
Sam: oh, yeah, ah guess it's okay then.
Batwoman: what the hell was that about?
Rogue8: I just have one thing to say, and it's acctualy (not)
serious. I would like to dedicate the last disturbed mind to my
cousin, Christine. You an' anthony're 'bout marryin' age now.
Batwoman: you sick, disgusting freak! your cousins aren't getting
married!
Rogue8: note to self: birthday present for steph-sense of humor.
Batwoman: I heard that!
Rogue8: on to our next psyco!
Batwoman: oh no! you are not getting away with that.
Up next: More psycos! Senseless violence! More disturbing
sexual acts! And a peek into my mind!