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| You Awake?; Jamie | |
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| Topic Started: Aug 5 2009, 02:59 AM (261 Views) | |
| Strong Guy | Aug 5 2009, 02:59 AM Post #1 |
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Date: August 1 Time: 2 AM It was late in the evening and Guido Carosella could not sleep. That wasn't really all that unusual. Guido rarely received the luxury of a full night's sleep. Mostly it was because he couldn't find a comfortable position. No matter how he lay, it hurt. Sometimes he wished his super power was that he could take his arms off and hang them by his bed while he slept. That might make things a whole lot easier. But then again, if some jokester decided it was funny to hide his appendages, or something along those lines, he'd probably get a little upset. Last thing he needed was to be disarmed if a crisis arose. Tonight Guido was feeling a little more anxious than usual. He sat in his room with George the Basset Hound that he'd found with Jet the other day. George was out cold. Sleeping peacefully on his back with one paw up in the air like a Heil Hitler. Guido nudged him with his toe. Nothing. He nudged again. Nothing. He nudged him so hard that he pushed him a few feet across the tiled floor. George opened one eye. "Hey buddy," he said. "Can't sleep?" Guido had become very attached to George over the last few weeks. He kept telling Jet that he was searching for the owner, and he kept telling her not to tell Alex that he had a dog here. Whether Alex knew or not, he wasn't sure. But eventually someone might wonder who was crapping in Jamie's shoes. "Let's go pay Jamie a visit," he said. Scooping George up, he put him in a small duffel bag and slung him over his shoulder, leaving the zipper open far enough for George to poke his cute little head through. The place was quiet. Too quiet. Guido didn't run into anyone on the way across the basement to Jamie's room. Putting his ear to Jamie's door, he listened and couldn't hear anything. So he opened the door quietly and stuck his head in. The room was pitch black. Not wanting to scare him, Guido crept in and shut the door. He got over to the bedside where Jamie was sleeping and flicked on his flashlight, training it on Jamie's head. George licked Jamie's face like it was a yummy ice cream treat. "Psst," Guido hissed loudly. "You awake?" He thought about nudging him with his toe. |
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| Jamie Madrox(Old) | Aug 7 2009, 01:47 AM Post #2 |
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Jamie Madrox had not been able to get a decent amount of sleep for the past long while. Gamer Dupe had been on a serious spree of playing video games. It turned out that there was a tournament coming up at a local game store and he wanted to hone his skills at the third person shooting game. Practice for this tournament entailed of sitting in front of the console for hours on end while Jamie Prime tried to sleep. He almost reabsorbed the dupe in a fit of sleep deprived anger but then Jamie realized that he’d like to be really good at the game. Not just good but great. The Multiple Man allowed his clone to take the game console to his office in Mutant Town. The dupe could play to his heart’s content and not bother Jamie in the least. Jamie’s body had grown accustomed to being kept up all hours by the soft glow of the picture screen and the noise of grenades and curses. His biological clock had been thrown out of whack. Though, Gamer Dupe’s body was in worse condition than Jamie Prime’s. The dupe complained that suddenly his urine had become radioactive green. Thanks to Madrox’s impeccable detective skills, the culprit in the Case of the Glowing PeePee was simply the seven energy drink a day habit the dupe had developed. Madrox was glad that he wasn’t going to absorb the dupe’s kidney problems. Jamie was drifting into a dream where he had just beaten a six armed Korean kid in the video game tournament. Jamie had just been lifted onto the shoulders of an army of duplicates and noticed a strange six foot tall chocolate rabbit staring strangely at him through the game store window. He frowned at the chocolate rabbit but was awakened from his slumber by wet slobbery kisses. Jamie sleepily brushed the slobbering dog away from his face as stared droopily into the sagging face of a Basset hound and the always smiling face of Guido. Madrox rolled over and adjusted the covers over his body. “What’s going on? Is Alex missing again?” Jamie asked. |
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| Strong Guy | Aug 7 2009, 03:27 PM Post #3 |
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"Alex?" Guido started to shake his head, but then thought about it. He hadn't seen him for at least a couple of hours. "I don't know. Maybe we should go check on him." The thought of breaking in on Alex in the middle of the night to see if he was still there might have been a little amusing. Maybe not right off the cuff, but later on-years down the road they'd all share a good laugh about it. "That's not what I came to talk to ya about," Guido said confidentially as he let George out of the bag. The little pup started sniffing its way around the room and was nosing his way over to Jamie's shoes. Guido tried to reign him in. "We gotta talk," Guido said, trying to make it seem like there was something of the utmost in importance at hand. "Now." He looked around for a place to sit, and wondered if Jamie knew what his dressers were for. Guido didn't have a lot of room to talk, he actually had sections of his room where he just let his clothes 'air out' for awhile. Sometimes just a little fresh air was all they needed and they were good to go. "So get up," he said as George squatted across the room by a pair of sneakers. "Let's get the crap outta here." |
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| Jamie Madrox(Old) | Aug 9 2009, 07:30 PM Post #4 |
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Madrox shifted in the bed and sat up. Guido was a big guy. madrox was sitting on the bed while Strong Guy was squatting at the edge of the bed. He then moved across the room to give Jamie some space but Guido still seemed to take up the majority of the dwelling quarters. Guido was probably aware of the fact that he could seem so imposing most of the time. That was probably why he also followed the dog to the shoes and popped a squat. Guido liked to joke around, that was probably why the two of them got along so well, but now his voice was urgent. When things got serious Guido knew when it was time for jokes and when things meant business. Apparently, this was now a time for business. Madrox rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. This was the glamorous life of X-Factor was it not? Be ready at a moment’s notice and save the world, that was their credo. At a moment like this one of those venomous urine-discoloring energy drinks sounded pretty good to Madrox. “Okay, no problem. Give me just a sec,” the detective replied. The Multiple Man hurried across the room to where a pile of clothes was for lack of a better word, composting. After a quick couple of discerning sniffs Jamie found some jeans and pullover that were suitable. He dressed quickly not giving a second glance to the perpetual bachelor style of living. He bent down and grabbed the sneakers close to Guido. “So I guess this is uber-important,” he said fully realizing that there was a part of him that hated people who said words like ‘uber.’ After a couple of minutes Jamie was fully ready. It wasn’t a snazzy uniform but it suitable for making his way around New York in the middle of the night. |
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| Strong Guy | Aug 10 2009, 07:57 PM Post #5 |
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While Jamie got ready, Guido racked his brain trying to think of some credible reason that he might have needed to wake Jamie up in the middle of the night. Because I can't sleep and I'm bored probably wouldn't go very far. He thought about all the things he wanted to tell Jamie the other day. Yes! That was it! He stroked George's wrinkled prune noggin in satisfaction as he smiled devilishly at his idea. At last, Jamie was ready. Guido thought about warning Jamie about the sneakers, but didn't have any hard evidence just yet. Squatting wasn't necessarily a crime, and as of yet there had been no pooping in Jamie's shoes. "I wouldn't say that," Guido commented as he motioned Jamie down the quiet and darkened halls of the X-Factor basement. "Not that it's not important, but I wouldn't say 'uber'. Sounds kinda...fruity." Anyway, there was more important things at hand. "Somethin' I gotta show you," he said in a hushed whisper. "Remember all that work we were doin' as detectives?" By 'all that work' he meant one time, where they got their asses kicked by a girl that looked like a doll and did a whole lot of property damage in the interim. As they hit the stairs, Guido didn't let Jamie answer just yet. "Hold that thought. First thing we do is go grab some IHOP. I'll explain the whole thing." Okay, so nothing about this seemed 'urgent' just yet. But hopefully Jamie was still too sleep addled to notice. |
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| Jamie Madrox(Old) | Aug 12 2009, 12:34 AM Post #6 |
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When Guido confirmed that it was important but it didn’t classify as ‘uper’ Madrox felt more at ease and comfortable. It was good to know that they weren’t rushing off into the night ready to fight to the death, or at least Madrox hoped not. It also calmed some inner part of Jamie to hear that maybe Guido didn’t really like the word uber either. Guido had something to show Madrox. It could have been an elaborate hoax at Jamie’s expense but he couldn’t take that chance with Guido. Something could be going wrong. It wasn’t like Guido was that one homeless guy. Jamie found out the hard way that if a man with an orange juice carton on his head said “I wanna show you something” you never ever look. Madrox still couldn’t look at bratwursts the same way ever since. Jamie also remembered when he and Guido tried to break up the domestic dispute that one time. That was a rough night. Sometimes it was best just to let the love torn settle their disputes themselves. So many lessons learned. Madrox followed Guido up the stairs. He was going to comment on that night about the Lady Chewbacca but his teammate cut him off. IHOP? Okay, that was a little strange. The mission wasn’t super-de-duper important but Madrox wasn’t they type to say “Gee, the world is going down in flames. Let’s go have a picnic!” Jamie was no naïve rose-tinted glasses wearing neophyte but he was putting his trust in Guido at that moment. “Sure,” he said. “It will give me some time to become alert and you can give me the rundown of what’s going on.” As they walked along Jamie stretched and yawned. He hoped his mind got up to full speed soon. He wasn’t some young buck who was out at all hours living the high life. He was a hard nosed detective. Though, it did occur to him that he could have a dupe go out and live the 24 Hour Party People lifestyle. New York had a really good club scene. Maybe he could send the dupe to Los Angeles. You never knew how things could wind up. He might even end up with a guest spot on E! for shacking up with some celebrity trying to make her daddy mad. “Have you ever given thought to a reality show Guido?” Madrox asked off handedly. |
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| Strong Guy | Aug 12 2009, 10:32 PM Post #7 |
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