Dear People ch.1
AN: Hi, you're reading my fic! I state the obvious! Anyway, fic about what Rogue writes to the X-men/ Brotherhood as she runs away to join a satanic cult. Actually the Acolytes. I just thought satanic cult had a better ring to it. This doesn't do with my other story even though the same thing happened. I was just inspired. I will just do the adults for now. Might be considered slightly offensive. But isn't everything? All reviews welcome. If you don't like the story, then TOUGH. Like boxers. Mmmmm boxers. R&R.
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Dear Professor,
Thanks for the hospitality, you jackass. I hate your students, you, your wheelchair, and your lack of hair. I hate the steeple thing you do with your hands and the fact that Scott's your B****. I also hate Scott. I hate anything associated with you.
Much love,
Rogue.
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Dear Ororo,
Surprised I left? Didn't think so. Nothing gets past you. Well... except for the fact that your nephew is thinking some naughty thoughts about a certain woman whose first name begins with O. (not Oprah). Isn't incest sick?
Sincerely,
Rogue
P.S: At least I HOPE it got past you.
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Dear Hank,
Don't worry about me okay? I'd be more worried about some of the people at the mansion. *Cough*newrecruits*cough* I hope your experimental medication helps with those 'little' areas. Remember, size isn't everything.
See-ya,
Rogue
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Dear Logan,
I know you're not going to be happy with me leaving. I'm touched. Ha Ha, a pun. And don't worry about that whole Tabitha thing, all right. She'll be eighteen in a few years. Till then, I'll give your regards to Sabertooth, then. Friday at nine, right?
Bye for Now,
Rogue
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Mystique,
Just a few things to say. *BEEP* you! I *BEEP* hate you, you *BEEP*BEEP*. Stupid *BEEP*BEEP*BEEP* wannabe *BEEP*BEEP* mother. I wish you would just go to *BEEP*. So in conclusion, *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* You!
Rogue
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AN: Well... okay then. Not particularly funny, but I have things planned for everyone else. *Rubs hands together* MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH-cough. Till then bye!
AN: Hi, you're reading my fic! I state the obvious! Anyway, fic about what Rogue writes to the X-men/ Brotherhood as she runs away to join a satanic cult. Actually the Acolytes. I just thought satanic cult had a better ring to it. This doesn't do with my other story even though the same thing happened. I was just inspired. I will just do the adults for now. Might be considered slightly offensive. But isn't everything? All reviews welcome. If you don't like the story, then TOUGH. Like boxers. Mmmmm boxers. R&R.
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Dear Professor,
Thanks for the hospitality, you jackass. I hate your students, you, your wheelchair, and your lack of hair. I hate the steeple thing you do with your hands and the fact that Scott's your B****. I also hate Scott. I hate anything associated with you.
Much love,
Rogue.
____________________________*_*_________________________________________
Dear Ororo,
Surprised I left? Didn't think so. Nothing gets past you. Well... except for the fact that your nephew is thinking some naughty thoughts about a certain woman whose first name begins with O. (not Oprah). Isn't incest sick?
Sincerely,
Rogue
P.S: At least I HOPE it got past you.
_________________________O.o__________________________________________
Dear Hank,
Don't worry about me okay? I'd be more worried about some of the people at the mansion. *Cough*newrecruits*cough* I hope your experimental medication helps with those 'little' areas. Remember, size isn't everything.
See-ya,
Rogue
__________________________@_@______________________________________
Dear Logan,
I know you're not going to be happy with me leaving. I'm touched. Ha Ha, a pun. And don't worry about that whole Tabitha thing, all right. She'll be eighteen in a few years. Till then, I'll give your regards to Sabertooth, then. Friday at nine, right?
Bye for Now,
Rogue
_____________________________69__O.o____________________________________
Mystique,
Just a few things to say. *BEEP* you! I *BEEP* hate you, you *BEEP*BEEP*. Stupid *BEEP*BEEP*BEEP* wannabe *BEEP*BEEP* mother. I wish you would just go to *BEEP*. So in conclusion, *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* You!
Rogue
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AN: Well... okay then. Not particularly funny, but I have things planned for everyone else. *Rubs hands together* MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH-cough. Till then bye!