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Afternoon Fic: Save the Mutant Save the World (Part Nineteen)
Trask sat on the platform, eyes roaming over the crowd. He wasn’t sure what he was looking for, but his instinct told him that thing … that woman was out there. He kept looking down at his alert, seeing if it was flashing red.
So far it had stayed quiet.
The President droned on about how the great government was doing all it could to make sure they protected the American People, from these Mutants.
As if they single handedly came up with the Sentinels.
He tried not to roll his eyes, but it was not shocking.
Trask truly hadn’t expected credit for saving the world, but it would be nice to at least have his company mentioned in the building – he was after all trying to run a business. His thoughts came to a startled stop as he glanced towards the President slightly shocked when his name and company was mentioned. With a humble smile, he waved to the crowd, ignoring the stares he was getting for his height.
It was then, he saw them.
The hippy, soldier, and kid. The kid looked human again, he had studied the footage from Paris, watching his strength enhance with the blue fur, making him look like an animal … a Beast.
He glanced around wondering where Erik was, he was obviously the fighter in the group. The man held himself above everyone, the way he used his Telekinetics to get what he wanted was blatant. Trask admired him, in a way, the confidence that oozed off him would have men following him easily.
Which made him dangerous.
He glanced down at his indicator, when it started beeping. There was a Mutant close to the stage, if not on it. Trask stood, holding out the device, until it landed on a Secret Service Agent.
“Mutant.” He yelled, pointing towards the guard. “It’s her I know it!”
Chaos erupted on the platform, Agents moved towards the President.
Cops moved towards the platform to protect it.
<<Why are you doing this?>>
Trask shook his head, looking around panicking, before his gaze settled on the hippy, who was standing serene in all the chaos, two fingers tapping his temple.
<<All we want is to live our lives. You have nothing to fear from us.>>
“They can influence our minds!” He yelled, hitting the activation button on the Sentinels, sending everyone into panic.
***
“Did you do that on purpose?” Logan looked down at Charles, knowing full well that he was communicating to Trask. He recognized the panicked look of suddenly hearing voices in your head.
“I was hoping he would listen, but if he decides to set the Sentinels off in a panic.” Charles gave him a half shrug. “Mystique is on the stage, and she’s ignoring me completely.”
“Now what?” Hank asked stepping back as the Sentinels came alive and started moving towards the crowds.
“Let Magneto show Mystique how it’s really done.” Charles stared at one of the Secret Service Agents, as they moved the President and everyone else into the panic room in the White House.
“I take it back, you’re as vicious now as you were in the future.” Logan slide his claws down, moving into a crouched position, ready for to attack – just as a Sentinel approached.
“Good move though.” Hank furred, ready to fight. He was done with hiding, and it was time the world saw that Mutants were not the enemy. He took a step towards Charles ready to shove him back, as powerful the Professor was, he didn’t stand a chance against the machines.
“It’s called Chess, Hank. You should play it sometime.”
<<Darling. Make your dramatic entrance. Leave the stadium behind!>>
Sylum Advent 2018: Check In
Wait – what do you mean it’s the end of October!!! I’m not ready!
Dates to Remember:
November 5th – I should be seeing at least a rough draft.
November 15th – You should have a Title and image ideas sent to taibhrigh. If a banner idea isn’t turned in by this date, a generic banner will be used for Advent and a specific story banner will be made for the Archive after Advent.
November 25th – I should final draft and banner in my inbox.
Random Post: The Making of Sylum Blog
Last week’s Coffee House Friday I asked about Note Taking.
So I figured give you some behind the scenes of what it takes to work up Events like McFassy Fortnight, daily blog posts, or Advent.
First: there’s Tea.
Second: there’s the Bose headphones and music.
Third: there’s the blog notebook (as seen above) that particular shot is just a small section from McFassy Fortnight.
Yes… Yes I do have random pretties through out my notebook. I also have stickers, washi tape, and stamps. ‘Cause I’m five and I like pretty things while working.
Forth: there’s Tea.
Fifth: there’s usually cussing, growling, sighing, and waiting for the server to cooperate this would be the time I grab Charles my Kindle … (yes I named my Kindle Charles … Speed’s Kindle is named Erik – we may have a theme going on here) and play games – damn you Austin – I needed one move!
Sixth: there’s Tea.
Seventh: Posts done … naps now.
Afternoon Fic: Save the Mutant Save the World (Part Eighteen)
“So anyone else see the irony of a Jew, a Black Man, and a Juvenile Delinquent saving the world?” Darwin gave his comrades a smirk.
“Who you calling Juvenile?” Alex hit him on the shoulder. “War ages you man.”
“Unfortunately it does.” Erik looked at the two men, then turn towards Azazel. “I need you to get people out of the way, they will fight you, but win them over with your charming personality.”
“Da.” He let out the Russian accent, smirking slightly.
“You are such an asshole.” Erik laughed openly, soon the others joined in. He sobered, and looked at them. “Don’t get dead.”
“For the sake of all humanity, you either.” Alex patted him on the shoulder. “It’s time to show the world The Professors’ X-Men. By the way, why aren’t we taking the jet?”
“Because we don’t want the government to know that we have better tech than they do,” Erik answered easily. “Azazel get us to the baseball park, no I’m not going to rip it out.”
He gave his friend a look. “Talk about scaring the natives.”
“Well it would’ve looked awesome, using America’s past time to trap the humans and sentinels together.” He knew showmanship, Mystique still had a few things to learn if she was going to be over the top and absurd. “But I promised Charles not to do too much damage.”
“So whipped.” Azazel’s tale wrapped around his wrist, then reached out to the other two and they disappeared.
Random Post: International Sloth Day
So it would seem that Saturday the 20th – was International Sloth Day!
I’m getting dirty looks from Dr. Evan, Brandon, Harkness, and Spike.
*shifty look*
So we’re posting today! In honor of International Sloth Day!
So here’s some adorable sloths in buckets!!
Not that we need an excuse to post adorable sloth pictures.
Sylum Inspiration: Peter I of Portugal
Integridad: Member
In 1328, Peter’s father, Afonso IV arranged for the marriage of his eldest daughter, Maria, to Alfonso XI of Castile. In 1334, she bore him a son, who ultimately became Peter of Castile. However, Maria returned home to her father in Portugal in 1335 because her royal husband soon after their marriage had begun a long affair with the beautiful and newly widowed Leonor de Guzman, which the Castilian king refused to end. Alfonso’s cousin, Juan Manuel, Prince of Villena, had been rebuffed by the Castilian king in 1327 when the two-year child marriage between his daughter Constanza (granddaughter of James II of Aragon) and Alfonso had been annulled to clear the way for the marriage to Maria. For two years Juan Manuel had waged war against the Castilians, who had kept Constanza hostage, until Bishop John del Campo of Oviedo mediated a peace in 1329.
Enraged by Alfonso’s infidelity and mistreatment of his lawful wife, her father made a new alliance with the powerful Castilian aristocrat. Afonso married his son and heir, Peter, to Constanza, thereby allying himself with Juan Manuel. When Constanza arrived in Portugal in 1340, Inês de Castro, the beautiful and aristocratic daughter of a prominent Galicianfamily (with links albeit through illegitimacy, to the Portuguese and Castilian royal families), accompanied her as her lady-in-waiting.
Peter soon fell in love with Inês, and the two conducted a long love affair that lasted until Inês’s murder in 1355. Constanza died in 1345, weeks after giving birth to Fernando, who eventually became the first of Peter’s sons to succeed him as king of Portugal. The scandal of Peter’s affair with Inês, and its political ramifications, caused Afonso to banish Inês from court after Constanza died. Peter refused to marry any of the princesses his father suggested as a second wife; and the king refused to allow his son to marry Inês as Peter wanted. The two aristocratic lovers began living together in secret. According to the chronicle of Fernão Lopes, during this period, Peter began giving Inês’s brothers, exiles from the Castilian court, important positions in Portugal and they became the heir-apparent’s closest advisors. This alarmed Afonso. He worried that upon his death, civil war could tear the country apart, or the Portuguese throne would fall into Castilian hands, either as Juan Manuel fought to avenge his daughter’s honor, or the de Castro brothers supported their sister. Peter claimed that he had married Inês against his father’s orders. In any event, in 1355, Afonso sent three men to find Inês at the Monastery of Santa Clara-a-Velha in Coimbra, where she was detained, and they decapitated her in front of one of her young children. Enraged, Peter revolted against his father. Afonso defeated his son within a year, but died shortly thereafter, and Peter succeeded to the throne in 1357. The love affair and father-son conflict inspired more than twenty operas and many writers, including: the Portuguese national epic Os Lusíadas by Luís de Camões, the Spanish “Nise lastimosa” and “Nise laureada” (1577) by Jerónimo Bermúdez and ‘Reinar despues de morir’ by Luís Vélez de Guevara, as well as “Inez de Castro” by Mary Russell Mitford and Henry de Montherlant’s French drama La Reine morte.
It was after after the loss Inês he was approached by his grandmother Elizabeth, who told him about Vampires, and told him she was sure Inês was Peter’s Mate.
He agreed to be Turned.
National Reptile Awareness Day
National Reptile Awareness Month!
Yes it’s a thing.
Godzilla. Reptar. Yoshi. The Geico Gecko. These are just a few of the famous reptiles we love. But on October 21 it’s National Reptile Awareness Day, a day we celebrate the most cold-blooded of our slithering friends. This day is observed to educate and raise awareness of threats to their natural habitats that our reptilian friends face.
For More Information: National Reptile Awareness
Fun Sylum Snippet in honor of this day, under the ‘read more’
Archive: Bj Jones Fanfic (Crossovers)
I’ve been able to post a few more stories!
Update: CSI Vegas/CSI Miami … I totally forgot I had done a Speed/Warrick/Nick story!
Crossovers
Coffee House Friday
Notes.
Do you keep a notebook filled with lists to do?
Post-it Notes?
Or random slips of paper around the house?
Sylum Archive: Likes & Login
As we know there’s always a few kinks when opening new things! Especially something as big as the Archive.
If you’re having trouble logging in, the password doesn’t reset or the link has ‘timed out’. Part of the problem could be the server itself timing out, or the system glitching. Reply to any of the Archive Threads and I’ll work with you to get a new password set up, so you can access the Archive.
We also noticed that the ‘Like’ Button wasn’t showing up on the stories. After some glaring, cursing and really? It’s been fixed. So while you’re roaming around the Archive, make sure to click those Like Buttons!
Sylum Blog: Information (Social Media Login)
Update on Social Media Shenanigans on Sylum!
For those who use Social Media to log into the blog, I’ve removed a few of them – specifically: Facebook and Google. They coding was screwed up after we updated sylumclan.com to https. Trying to fix it has been nothing but headache after the next, so we got rid of those, and added another.
To login to the Blog you can use the following Social Media Logins: Twitter, WordPress, Yahoo, Instagram & Tumblr
Yes, this does mean I kept my Tumblr – I’m not liking to really use it, but I will keep posts going to it for those who do follow Sylum that way.
For those who want a Facebook group, considering Facebooks Shenanigans and their security issues, I’m having doubts. But I’m still thinking about it and wanted to know what would you like us to use it for? Conversation? Posts via Facebook? Comment below …
Afternoon Fic: Save the Mutant Save the World (Part Seventeen)
“Charles do not argue with me!” Erik glared down at him. “You aren’t the General, Logan here knows, leave this to those of us who know what we’re doing. And if we do this right you never have to think this way, and can be happy surrounded by kids reading them The Once and Future King.”
“God, I love you.” Charles gave him a sappy look, filled with devotion.
“Geeze do they ever stop?” Logan looked at Hank, who shook his head smiling. “So what’s your plan bub.”
“Irony, it’s the kids plan.” Erik gave Hank the side eye. “We know Trask is going to showcase his Sentinels off at a Press Conference in DC, which there is no way Mystique is missing out on that opportunity. Hell, I wouldn’t pass it up.”
“At this moment we know the Sentinels have metal running through them, thanks to Erik and Azazel’s trip to Texas.” Hank added to the conversation. “This is a good thing, if Trask new what Erik’s Mutation actual was, they would’ve likely be plastic or some other material.”
“Can you control them?” Logan asked impressed.
“Five will be rough, but I’m stubborn.” Erik smirked at him. “You, Charles, and Hank are heading to DC via private jet. Charles I need you to find Mystique as fast a possible … if you can take her out.”
“I will do what’s necessary, but I still hold onto hope that we can all walk away.” Charles gave him a half smile.
“Logan – if he has a hair out of place. I’ll hunt you down.” Erik gave him a glare that would send most people screaming for the hills. Logan shrugged, he had his mind swept by The Professor and right now he didn’t have a metal frame Erik could fuck with.
“Alex and Darwin, are with me. We’ll be showing off your X-Men Charles. I can’t believe I’m actually wearing this…”
“At least it’s not yellow this time.” Alex pointed out, with a smile. The all black sleek look was much nicer, than the original concept.
“How are you getting there?” Logan asked.
“Azazel Air.” Erik nodded towards his friend, who gave a salute and waved his tail. “Charles will let us know the exact moment we should show up. Here’s the thing. We need to save the humans, make sure they understand who stood between them and the Sentinels. We all know they are going to do exactly what Trask designed them to do, the problem is there are a lot of Mutants hiding in plain sight. If these things start attacking children.”
“Trask looks like the bad guy.” Hank glanced at Erik, the two had discussed options before everyone had gotten up.
It had been a habit they started years previously, both being early risers. One day Erik had found Hank wandering the halls, he grabbed him and forced him into a morning run, afterwards they sat with coffee to discuss building works, Cerebro, and other new techs. Years later they still followed the same routine.
Hank and Erik’s adventure in Paris scared people, but if they became more scared of the government, the sentinels – they had a chance. “We need to make him look like the bad guy, just not for ourselves, but for the world. It’s the only way the government isn’t going to take up his idea and run with it. If it looks like they can’t handle the Sentinels, that they are seen attacking children … they’ll shut Trask down.”
“Sean is staying behind to make sure the two kids don’t do anything stupid.” Azazel and Erik stared hard at Kurt and Peter. Then back to Sean … “I’ll hold you responsible.”
“Dude if they out smart me, which they will, it’s your genetics not mine.” Sean held his hands up in defense. “We’re your back up plan, if it all goes to shit.”
Both kids gave everyone the most innocent looks.
“This is going to go shit.” Erik sighed, pinching his nose trying to stop the headache. His hand was pulled down. Without even having to open his eyes he knew it was Charles, he felt his calming influence. “For the continued existence of this world, don’t die on me Charles.”
“I can say the same thing to you.” He pulled him down for a kiss. <<By the way you look hot in that outfit.>>
<<After this is all over you can literally peel me out of it. Hank made them a bit tight!>>
<<Your ass alone will be enough to convince humans to like us.>>
<<Are you pimping me out.>>
Charles chuckled and kissed him one more time, then stepped back. “Okay let’s get this show on the road. No one get dead. Or shot.” He hugged Alex and Darwin. “Please stay safe.”
“We’ll protect dad.” Alex assured him, making Charles smile.
“If something comes up, I’ll go straight into your head to talk to you. Don’t be alarmed by it.”
“We’re good with it.” Darwin shrugged. “You can’t advocate for Mutant Rights if deny someone else the use of their mutation. I never understood how we can fight for equality for blacks, but not latinos. Or fight for women’s rights, but not for the queer community. It’s all or nothing.”
“Says a very wise man.” He gave them a salute then made his way to the car.
As Hank drove out of the school, Logan looked back studying it intently.
“What are you hoping for?” Charles asked.
“I’m hoping to keep this in my mind, to remember it’s home.” Logan looked at him through the rearview mirror. “My life won’t get better for a while, not until I find you. I can’t wait to meet you back in the future.”
“We could save you,” Hank suggested.
“No.” Charles turned in the seat looking at him with shock. “You were right, back in Paris. The man who is sitting here … to be him I need to go through some shit. The idea that I’ll be going home to a better future, makes what I’ll go through worth it.”
“Your a good man, Logan.” Charles gave him a grin. “Despite the asshole we met the first time.”
“Well your boyfriend slammed me into a wall!” He pointed out, with a slight disgruntled smirk.
“We actually met once before, you told us to go Fuck ourselves.” Charles gave him a wicked smirk. “It was good advice.”
Logan laughed loud and open. “I’m the cause of this lovey dovey bullshit?”
“Maybe.” He turned back in his seat, enjoying Hank’s questioning looks and Logan’s unbelievable stare.
What he won’t tell them, was that they had started their relationship soon after meeting Angel, Charles couldn’t get the idea out of his head of Erik in fishnet stockings, and he kept staring at his legs, which caught Erik’s attention. The man had no shame, so next time he came out of the shower, he dropped the towel and let Charles have as much as he wanted. He was on his knees in front of him so fast, it was embarrassing, the man had a cock that was made for worshiping.
Sylum Archive: Information
Now that you’ve had some time to go explore! And if you haven’t go to this Post – read the instructions and enjoy!
A few interesting facts:
At this moment: 8 Series. 33 Anthologies. 6 Writers. 177 Posts (Note: CSI: Anthology is 2 Posts but 45 Stories) … reminder this is only the ones that have been updated, there are still more to come! (If someone wants to calculate the word count – go for it. Let me know what it is when you’re done!)
Each story has an individual Title Banner – so a big thank you to taibhrigh for their hard work!
I’ll be slowing going through the blog, and updating links on stories to the new archive. This will take time, once done I’ll make an announcement, don’t ask me until then.
We’ve added a Sylum Archive slider on the top of the blog, for easier access. The Archive link on the side, will still lead to the old Archive.
The old Archive will not be disappearing any time soon. We’ve still have a few stories that need to be transferred. (Fics that have been moved will be deleted from the old Archive). Please note that AU & Non Canon stories will not be transferred so if you wish to keep those – get them now.
Reminder: All these stories have been updated. So you should start to see the small changes and details thrown in that enhance the Sylum Universe storyline. (For Ex: Carry On My Warward Son Series and Burn Notice Series)
All Throwback Thursday will now link to the new Archive.
This took us a year to accomplish. Figuring out a new platform, setting up the security, new artwork/banners, then editing and uploading the stories. A Big Thank You to taibhrigh and Gil for the help and hashing out ideas. And to my other half Timothy Quinn for patience, tea, and dealing with my OMG What the Fuck is wrong with it NOW moments!
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