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| Topic Started: Sep 4 2013, 07:39 PM (497 Views) | |
| Thebe Okonma | Sep 4 2013, 07:39 PM Post #1 |
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Time: 2pm Date: August 14th ___________________________ "CDs, DVDs, Blu-Rays, Video Games, I-Pods, I-Phones, I-Pads, and Watches! " Thebe announced to all the people walking by. Thebe was doing what he always did during the day, when he wasn't goofing off with his friends. He was trying to sell his various goods. Most of which were stolen of course, next to him were other various mutants selling their own goods from clothes, to food, to well to just about everything really. That day was particularly slow, and Thebe really hadn't sold much of anything. A particularly wealthy looking man walked by, and Thebe being Thebe just had to try and flag him down. Despite the fact that he looked like a douche bag. "Hey man you wanna buy a watch?" Thebe asked the man as he walked by. The guy stopped and looked at his watches, Thebe could pretty much tell by the way he was looking that he wasn't going to buy anything. "This Rolex is fake." Thebe opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off. "Here's a tip get a real job." The man said before flipping a quarter at Thebe, which he caught on instinct. Thebe resisted his instinct to get smart, and simply smiled. "Thanks for the advice man." He said to the man's backside as he walked away, but not before stretching his arm, and stealing the man's wallet. "Appreciate that wallet though." Thebe said as he opened the wallet, took the money before tossing it aside. Thebe was in the middle of counting the money when he looked up to see Alex . |
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| Havok | Sep 5 2013, 10:19 AM Post #2 |
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After all that happened, after all the grief and the fear and the strangeness of the past few months, Alex had hope again. It was strange how something like this made everything else tolerable. The world was in turmoil. People wanted them dead. Nightmares were destroying the night hours. Humanity reeled in the wake of the forced mutations of their children... But, that didn't matter to Alex. It could be overcome. Everything could be overcome. Death itself was impermanent, and his brother... Well, there was still a ways to go, but Alex Summers, who was enjoying a rather mild summer day, nothing like the southern California Augusts he was used to, though it might have been because his tolerance for heat was naturally far greater than it had been as a child. Pushing his son in his stroller, the mutant sometime-hero, felt as if he could take on the world. Nate was nine whole months old now, and he had no idea how bad things were right now... Alex wished he could be as carefree like the baby. On a day like today it was almost possible to believe it. Nate burbled and cooed as he played with a little bubble maker that Jonny had given him. It was a silly little thing, shaped like a frog, and the bubbles streamed from its mouth. They looked like a tiny parade as they headed through Mutant Town, a trail of rainbowed soapy spheres in their wake. Alex popped a few large ones that floated by his head. "This Rolex is fake. Here's a tip get a real job." Alex looked over at the activity on the corner, just in time to see, as usual, Thebe Okonma, a petty thief, con man, peddler causing a little trouble, and doing his normal thing. Havok shook his head and glanced down at Baby Nate, "You see what that naughty man is doing, Natey? Wanna see Daddy play Mutie Cop? Do you? You do?! Ok, let's go play Mutie Cop?" Pushing Nate and his stroller over to where Thebe had swiped the wallet from the rude guy, Alex deftly plucked the money out of the younger mutant's hands, before snatching the wallet out of the trash can. "Hey, Thebe," he greeted as he tucked the money back into the wallet. "Good thing you found that wallet, isn't it? You should probably be the one that returns it, considering how honest a citizen you are, hmm?" There was no sign of judgment or harassment in Alex's tone. It was almost as if Thebe had done nothing more sinister than steal a cookie before dinnertime. Nate blew a raspberry and waved the Bubblefrog in Thebe's general direction. |
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| Thebe Okonma | Sep 5 2013, 12:39 PM Post #3 |
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Thebe instinctively frowned when he saw Alex there. At first he put his hands on the table preparing to flip it, and haul ass outta there like he'd done a hundred times before when he had encountered Alex back when he was a SHIELD backed mutant police force in Mutant Town. But when he noticed he had his son with him he released the table. Alex couldn't have been looking to chase, and or have him arrested if he had his son with him. And there was no way he was going to flip a table with an innocent baby boy around...Thebe might've been a thief but he was far stretch from malicious, there was no way he was going to risk hurting a baby. That didn't mean Thebe was happy about what had just happened. He frowned when Alex took the money, and placed it back into the wallet, and he sighed when Alex suggested he return the money, and wallet back to the douche bag who had just insulted him not five minutes earlier. "Whhhhy are you here, player hating on me man? I heard you wasn't even the police anymore!" Thebe protested not enjoying the idea of returning the guy's wallet, especially because doing so would be pretty much admitting that he had lifted it off the guy in the first place. Despite the situation Thebe couldn't resist looking down at Alex's son, who was blissfully unaware of what was going on cooing, and gurgling away. Thebe smiled, it was definitely a cute kid. He then made a silly face at the baby boy using his abilities to make the silly face extra silly. "Come Alex...cut me a break just this one time...pleeeease." Thebe requested looking back up at the man his silly face still intact. |
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| Havok | Sep 6 2013, 04:45 AM Post #4 |
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Alex smiled at the silly face Thebe made at Nate, and he had the idle thought that his son was going to be surrounded by very strange people. It was either going to be a terrifying life... or the best one ever. Nate laughed at the face and Alex glanced down at him. "You like Mr. Thebe, Natey-Bumpo? He's funny, huh? He a funny guy?" "Come Alex...cut me a break just this one time...pleeeease." Thebe requested looking back up at the man his silly face still intact. "See, Nate?" Alex said, continuing to keep up the gentle tone to his voice, "See how silly, Mr. Thebe is. He thinks I'm just going to let him pick pockets out on the street. That isn't right, even when the pocket picked belongs to a douchebag tourist, obviously only here to see all the mutie freaks like we're a damn sideshow. Here, I'll go give him back his wallet, and how about to make it up for you, I treat you to a chimichanga over at Senor Fry's? I'm pretty sure it's happy hour so, I'm sure we can probably have a drink or two. I've got a couple things I want to talk to you about, and I'm even willing to overlook the fact that if I look for the serial numbers on these things you're selling that I might just find a bunch of file marks, hmm?" He tapped the claimed wallet against the handle of the stroller, "This is a friendly request right now, Thebe, but you know it doesn't have to be. I could always just call a cop... or take you in myself. But I'd really rather not do that. I mean, I'd rather have a chimichanga and play bubbles with my son." |
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| Thebe Okonma | Sep 6 2013, 05:22 AM Post #5 |
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The moment Alex responded Thebe's face reverted back to normal, and he frowned obviously not happy about what was happening. But being the pragmatist that he was he decided that his best bet was simply accepting Alex's offer. It was another one of those pesky situations where he really didn't have a choice, and a free chimichanga totally beat having to run away, and possibly going to jail. Even so, he was disappointed at having lost the wallet he lifted. It was just one of those things. "Yeah, sure. You got it Alex." Thebe accepted grudgingly. "Yo, Snot. Watch my loot, I'm gonna go grab a bite." Thebe said as he got ready to leave to go to Senor Fry's with Alex. "You know. You are a total buzz kill right? I mean I'm sure you know, but I don't think you know. You Know?" Thebe said as he started heading towards Senor Fry's. "How's things been going with you? I haven't seen you in like...well forever." Thebe said he hadn't really seen much of Alex since his trial. Which oddly enough he saw as both a good, and bad thing. Because despite the fact that he'd ran from Alex to avoid getting arrested more times than he could count. He still kind of liked the guy, he didn't really like what he did. But as a person he seemed cool enough...he always sort of got the sort of 'just doing my job' vibe from Alex. He never seemed cruel, and he definitely never acted like he enjoyed arresting, and chasing after Thebe all the time. When it came to crime fighters, police officers, and even super heroes. Thebe realized there were a lot worse people to deal with than Alex. He hoped Alex wasn't going to talk to him about his run with Dagger not too far back. He decided not to mention it, just in case by some miracle he hadn't heard about it. He was a busy guy after all, as they walked towards the food joint. Thebe nodded his head and waved to the people they walked by. He had lived in Mutant Town so long, that he pretty much knew anyone there was to know there. "Yo, Earl you owe me twenty dollars! I aint forgot!" Thebe called to his friend Earl across the street. "I got you man chill! Damn." Earl called back sounding rather irritated about being hounded over twenty bucks. "What is it you wanted to talk to me about?" Thebe asked trying to subtly feel out what he had gotten himself into. |
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| Havok | Sep 8 2013, 10:10 AM Post #6 |
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Alex chuckled as Thebe called him a buzzkill, and he said, "Hey, I'm the fun brother. You haven't met Scott yet. He's the dud in the family." Maybe it was too early to be joking about Scott, and Alex's voice hitched a little as he realized what he was saying. Part of him was appalled that he'd made the joke, but the other part of him, the larger part, was just relieved that there was anything left to joke about. He pushed the stroller into Thebe's hands, "Watch, Nate for a second." Trotting after the pickpocketee, Alex called out, "Hey, Mister, excuse me! You dropped your wallet." The man stopped, feeling around in his pockets, before snatching the wallet from Alex. He made a big show of opening it, and counting the money, before shoving back into his coat. Alex had a small moment of panic that maybe Thebe had palmed some of the money, but luckily it was all there. "Hmmph," the man said, looking at Alex closely, "Your face is familiar. Do I know you?" Certain that the man was remembering him from his high-public trial for the crimes against humanity he had committed as the Horseman of War, Alex shook his head, "Probably not. You're mutant, right? I don't really associate with mutants. Don't much like Mutant Town. I'm just here on business." Blustering the man stammered, "Ho-how dare you? I'm-I'm not a-a-a-a mutant!" Alex looked at him closely and said, "Are you sure? Because if you're not a mutant, and you're just hanging around in Mutant Town like this is some sort of freak show, that would just mean you're an asshole." Then, as the man turned bright red, Alex gave him a friendly salute and headed back to Thebe, reclaiming Nate's stroller. As they headed off, he reached back and pointed one gloved hand back at the man, giving him a hot foot with a strategic burst of powers. "I'm not a fan of bullies," Alex said, as they wandered up to Senor Fry's. Scooping Nate out of the stroller, and snapping the cleverly made contraption closed with a flick of the wrist, he took a table on the outside patio, setting the boy in a high chair provided by the restaurant. Nate played happily with Bubble Frog as Alex waved a waitress over. "We'll get to what I want to talk about in a bit," Havok promised Thebe. "What's been going on? You been keeping safe considering the state of the world these days?" |
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| Thebe Okonma | Sep 9 2013, 05:49 PM Post #7 |
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"Well, I guess that does explain it. I mean it doesn't help anything, but I guess knowing that it's not your fault. You just come from a long line of buzzkills." Thebe responded to Alex's attempt to defend himself by mentioning that he was nearly as bad as his brother in the buzzkilling department. He shook his head when Alex gave the guy a friendly hot foot before they walked away. "That was cool. You know what would've been even better? Keeping his wallet." Thebe said as they entered Senor Fry's . They quickly found a place to sit, and Thebe couldn't help but frown when Alex held off on telling him what it was he wanted to talk to him about. Now he was nervous, and instantly his mind began to brainstorm as to what the hell it was that Alex said he needed to talk to him about. Did he know about any of the jobs he had pulled off lately? Maybe he knew the Russians were paying top dollar, and encouraging everyone who was even remotely involved in the criminal element to cause as much chaos and debauchery as possible. He was relieved by the thought that he most likely wasn't going to jail. If Alex had planned on turning him in Thebe was pretty sure he would've done so by now. After all, why take him out for awesome burritos at Senor Fry's if he was only planning to haul him down to the big house? Alex then started asking him questions about how things were going with him. Thebe leaned back, and relaxed a bit. " Yeah. I'm cool, I've been through worse...you know that.You know me. I just keep paddling when I'm up shit creek." Thebe answered sure shit was bad, but shit was bad MOST of the time. Thebe was more than confident in his ability to weather the storm. He was a survivor, it was what he did. No matter how fucked up his, or the world's situation got he'd make the best out of it. Thebe then looked down at his menu, hoping that the subtle movement would be enough hint to Alex that he didn't really want to talk about himself. Thebe tried his best to be an impersonal individual. He didn't want people to try to get to know him on an emotional level...that left him vulnerable, no...he MUCH preferred keeping his relationships strictly business like for the most part. |
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| Havok | Sep 11 2013, 11:08 PM Post #8 |
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Alex smirked at Thebe's assessment of things. He understood the guy, and that was not necessarily a good thing, but it was something. Alex had been lucky. After the supposed death of his family, he had been taken in by another family that loved him in their own way. After he mutated, he'd eventually found his true family and they kept him as on the straight and narrow as possible. No one had ever been kind to Thebe, and so no one, in his opinion, deserved being kind to. "Yeah, sometimes all you can do is paddle," Alex said. The waitress came over and cooed over Nate, who played up the cute baby thing by giggling and turning the bubblefrog towards himself so that the bubbles caught in his white hair. The waitress, of course, laughed, and fished out a lollipop from her apron pocket. "Is it ok, Papa?" "Only if you don't tell Mama," Alex said, with a laugh. The waitress smiled over at Thebe, and said, "Our secret, right?" Then, she unwrapped the lolly and gave it to Nate. The baby put it in his mouth and then took it out again, sticky and slobbery and stared at the candy like it was a gift from the heavens. "In the mouth, Nate," Alex said, with a gentle but firm nod, "No sticky icky fingers, ok?" Of course the baby was too young to understand, but the lolly went back in his mouth again. "So, you folks ready to order?" the Waitress asked. Alex placed the order and the Waitress assured them it would be right out. Wetting a napkin in the water glass, Alex attended to his son's fingers, and said, to Thebe, "So, I bet you're wondering why I wanted to talk to you, hmm? I want to ask you a couple of things about your plans for the future. Things are heating up, and I'm pretty certain they are going to get worse before they get better. I want to make certain that we have good people in place when it does. Believe it or not, I count you as one of those." |
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| Thebe Okonma | Sep 12 2013, 02:54 PM Post #9 |
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As the waited on their food to arrive, Thebe began to study Alex. Trying his best to figure out why he wanted to talk to him. He couldn't get much from observing for all extensive purposes the older man was treating this like any other day out with his sun. It was like they were friends or something, it kind of made him uncomfortable if he was honest. He gave his son some candy, lectured him to keep the candy in his mouth to avoid getting messy hands. What was going on? Why did he want to talk to him? And why was he buying him food? Thebe squirmed a bit, but tried his best to at least appear casual. Finally, after what seemed like forever Alex began to talk explaining that he had brought Thebe there to discuss his future...wait his future? What future? Thebe wasn't the 'plan for the future' type of guy. He lived for the day and only really concentrated on the things that were right there in front of him. His foresight, or lack thereof never really went past three days or so. He worried about his next job, his next score, Mary and his next meal. But a future? Ha! Thebe figured out long ago that there wasn't really a future for guys like him. "Future? Whattaya mean future? Pfft. I got this girl I'm kinda sorta talking to. She's real cute...has a pair of ram horns...which may sound weird, but to me it kinda makes her even more hot." Thebe commented before sipping on his soda. "Things are heating up? Pfft, this is nothing...we almost got conquered by aliens not to long ago. Remember?" Thebe said attempting to wave off the current state of affairs. In reality he was concerned, but to him what was going on in the world currently was simply one of those things he had no real control over, and so he just had to deal with it. Alex then went on to say that he found Thebe to be one of the 'good guys'. Thebe literally laughed out loud at that statement. "Me? Good? Ha. I'm not good...I mean I'm not really bad either. Well, I'm kind of bad, but I'm not evil. But, I'm definitely not good." Thebe said not believing for one second that Alex truly thought him to be a decent person. "Cut the crap man. What do you want? Anyone throwing out false compliments like you are right now has to want something." Thebe replied cynically, before sipping his soda again. "'Good people in place' he says." Thebe added mockingly before shaking his head, and chuckling lightly. "Tell me what you need, and I'll see what I can do." Thebe stated before leaning back feeling certain that Alex needed him to get/do something for him. |
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| Havok | Sep 12 2013, 06:53 PM Post #10 |
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"No, Thebe," Alex said, "That's where you're wrong. You're not a bad person. You're a good person who does bad things, and even the bad things you do? Comparatively, they're pretty minor things. Pickpocketing isn't something that'll get you into heaven, if you believe in that, but it's not enough to send you to hell either. Believe me, I know levels of bad, I've been levels of bad, but I've also been enough levels of good to know potential when I see it, even if the potential I see doesn't see it themself." Alex leaned forward in his chair when Thebe asked what it was he wanted, folding his arms on the table and looking at the other mutant with a serious look in his blue eyes. "What I want, Thebe, is for you to come work for me." He held up one hand, "Look, before you just say no, hear me out. I'm not asking you to don brightly colored spandex and leap tall buildings with a single bound, but there are things that you can do, that you know you can do, to give our people a better chance at survival. That's good for all of us, not just the mutants in Red Hook, but the world. You might not care about that, but the way the world is going, we're going to need to stand together. Plus, you have to admit, that having me on your side could be very beneficial if say one of your other gigs goes south?" Leaning back in his chair, Alex said, "And as for your girl with the curly horns? Interesting how mutation changes your standard of beauty. Before I evolved, I only went for blondes. My wife's hair is naturally green. Never expected to be attracted to such a 'punky' look, but now... it's my favorite color." |
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| Thebe Okonma | Sep 16 2013, 06:50 AM Post #11 |
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Thebe studied Alex's looking for even the slightest hint of insecurity. There wasn't any, at least there didn't seemed to be. And Thebe tended to pride himself on his ability to read people, it took a special sort of someone to pull one over on the streetwise teen. So he came to the conclusion that if he wasn't bullshitting him. He had to be the dumbest guy ever. Thebe didn't know how to react to for...he was speechless which was something that almost never happened to him. He then understood, or thought he did anyway. "I'm being punked right?" He replied nervously chuckling, before looking around for camera half expecting to see some. Alex went on to explain that he didn't necessarily want him to be some sort of superhero, he just wanted him to help out...or something. In all honesty he didn't know what Alex wanted, or expected of him. "You're serious aren't you?" Thebe asked before leaning back in his chair, not really knowing how to react to the request. It was true that having Alex on his side would help him a lot with his reputation. But he was pretty sure that working for Alex would mean he couldn't steal stuff anymore. His very livelihood would in a way cease to be in his hands. But he didn't want to outright decline Alex's offer. That would probably make things difficult for him. "I guess I could you know. Help out every once in a while." Thebe replied half heartedly trying to halfway commit to Alex's offer in order to sate him. He could focus on avoiding the guy altogether later. |
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| Havok | Sep 17 2013, 09:30 AM Post #12 |
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"That was my reaction when my brother tried to tell me I could do some good with these powers of mine," Alex smiled, "I mean, c'mon, I make things hot enough to explode. That's all I do. How can that be any good outside of making microwave popcorn in my hand? But Scott told me that there's no little mutations, only little mutants. I don't know if he knows the phrase that he's stealing there, Scott's a smart guy but not book learned, but the statement is still sound. You can do whatever you want with your powers, but if you use them for little petty things, you'll be remembered as a little petty person. My parents gave up everything to save my brother and I, I need to earn that gift, you understand?" Thebe seemed to agree to help, but Alex was not a stupid man, himself, and he was, for all his seeming naivety, a lot more streetwise than he appeared. "Thebe, I'm not someone you can blow smoke at and I won't be able to see what's right in front of my face. If you think you can just nod and uh-huh me, and I'll skip off with a bucket of empty promises, you have another think coming, my friend." He leaned close, arms on the table, so he could look the rubber band man in the eye, "I'm not offering you an X, not yet. You'd throw it in my face. But I'm offering you legitimacy. I'm offering you a chance to change your fate and help your world. Isn't there anyone you care about that you'd be willing to sacrifice for? No mother, father? No sisters, brothers? No wife or kid? No one at all that matters to you enough to make you stop thinking about your own baggage? I never thought I would again, after I mutated. I thought the world owed me for not burning it to the ground. But if I had done that I would never have met my wife and I never would have had my boy." Alex smiled over at Nate who responded with a cheerful slurp on his lollipop. |
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| Thebe Okonma | Sep 19 2013, 05:57 AM Post #13 |
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Thebe listened to what Alex said. He felt like he was full of shit, the fact that the shit he was full of was shit he believed in...only made what he said marginally more tolerable. Alex thought he was special...it was a nice thought. But Thebe had accepted long ago that he was pretty much a piece of shit, and would die a piece of shit. "Look, man...I just wanna do my thing. I mean I appreciate the offer. But what you do, whatever it is that makes you do what you do. I don't got that...I just wanna get by. I'm not a hero...I'm not a good guy...I'm just a guy." Thebe responded. "I mean I appreciate that you think that I might be more than what I am. But you're wasting your time man." Thebe said leaning back, and hoping the conversation would end there. And that he could eat his meal when it got there, and go about his business. But then Alex said something that struck a chord. He asked him if there was anyone he cared about. And for the most part their really wasn't. There was his mom, but she got by just fine. She didn't need his help....helped her out of course, but she'd get by whether or not he was there to throw her some extra money every once and awhile. But there was...Mary. Thebe cared for Mary, few people knew about her, but Thebe took care of that girl and she was probably one of only two people that Thebe could honestly say he cared about. They worked together, they looked out for each other. And Thebe would be lying to himself, if he didn't think that the little girl deserved better than what he could give her. He just didn't want to give her up...she kept him sane. Every time he thought that the world was fucked up beyond all recognition...he looked at her and knew that everything couldn't be bad all the time. Thebe's face softened considerably, and he was about to say something when the food arrived giving him a much needed distraction. He instantly dug into his monster burrito. "Man this is good stuff." Thebe said trying...once again to change the subject. |
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| Havok | Sep 24 2013, 10:07 AM Post #14 |
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"I don't believe that, Thebe," Alex said, looking back at the other man, "I don't believe that any of us with powers are just guys. My brother likes to say that evolution doesn't make mistakes, which he's wrong about, but the sentiment stands. Look around you, this whole part of town is filled with people who want nothing more than to live their lives, and that's great. But what would happen if each and everyone of them stepped up and put others in place of themselves? If we all stood together as a unified people, not just mutants or humans, but everyone together. How amazing that would be. The world would be so much better for it all." The food arrived and Alex smiled, cheerfully, "You have no idea how much I have been dreaming of chimichangas," he said as if he was not just talking about impossibilities and idealisms. Cracking off a piece of the fried chimichanga shell, Alex pried the lollipop out of Nate's sticky fingers and gave him the shell to gnaw on. "Lollipops and fried food, your mommy is never going to leave you alone with me ever again. Let's not tell her, ok? Ok, Natey-Bumpo, we won't tell her." Turning back to Thebe, Alex said, "Just think about it, awhile, ok? You don't have to decide now. You don't even have to decide in the next week, but there will come a time when you're going to need us. When that happens, you know how to get through the tunnels. You know where we will be." He tucked into his lunch and said, "The world is going to have to evolve or its going to burn out. Someone has to take the first step. Might as well be people with long strides." |
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| Thebe Okonma | Sep 26 2013, 01:49 PM Post #15 |
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Thebe was amazed at how genuine Alex appeared to be. The guy actually thought he could be somebody. It was a weird feeling, because after being kicked on, talked down to, and insulted his whole life. Thebe had long ago accepted that he was nothing more than a street urchin, and would probably die a street urchin. He was a two bit thief, it was what he did. The best thing he thought he could hope for was one day becoming a three-bit thief. Thebe didn't particularly enjoy stealing things, he was good at it or he liked to think he was at least.. No, Thebe didn't enjoying stealing at all. He enjoyed the money he got from stealing yes, but he didn't like the actual stealing itself. Thebe was glad for the loss of tension that only the arrival of chimichangas could provide. Thebe was eating quickly, taking large bites and for the most part swallowing his food without even attempting to swallow. He tried to use the food as a distraction trying his best not to give much thought to what Alex was saying about him. "Look man, I'll help out. I'll do what I can. I'm not saying I won't, I'm saying that what I CAN do isn't that much." Thebe said figuring that if he agreed to help sooner or later Alex would just see for himself that Thebe really wasn't good for all the much. Outside of peddling stolen goods, cracking corny jokes, and stealing things Thebe was pretty sure that he wasn't really that good at anything. He dropped out of school, because he didn't see the point. The guy had basically been more of less on his own since he was sixteen. "I'm not a superhero man, I don't even have a cool super hero code name you guys like to use. Havok, Cyclops, Wolverine....I'm just Thebe man, Thebe. That's it." He commented before finishing up his chimichanga, his abilities allowing him to be able to eat much faster than the average person. |
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