John Grey, the Phoenix(Parody)
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Male variant of Jean Grey, has embraced the Phoenix//MV/MS// Writer's almost 30
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John Grey
Male variant of Jean Grey
Has embraced the Phoenix
X-Men
Bi
MV/MS
Ships with chem
FC is Mark Becher
Another muse of #Mystral
John chuckled more. "Bye, Victor."
Victor raises his middle finger with a wicked grin, snarling as he bolts outta there as fast as his feral instincts allow.
"Screw ya"
John just chuckled at this.
John just chuckled at this.
"Ya know what? Grr.."
"You're the one annoying me."
"You're the one annoying me."
"And ya must be quite annoyin'"
"Then you must be quite stupid."
"Alright then!" He said as he sat down, looking at the other mutant.
"Just wanna do something for you; Go take a seat!"
"I think so."
"I know, it's better not think about it."
"I just... Messing with the mind is something that could get dangerous, especially for something like that..."
"I just... Messing with the mind is something that could get dangerous, especially for something like that..."
James listened to Grey, knowing he was right

"Yeah... Well, thanks..."
"Are you sure you want to remember something like that? Things have never been exactly easy in your life, from what you remember, it could easily be just as bad if not worse... The brain has a way to protect itself from trauma..."
"Then you must be quite stupid."
" It is, he's suppose to be really smart."
"No it's not his fault. Most people don't make it a habit of destroying furniture."
Alright, John is off to bed.

Mystral So is the writer
"Are you sure you want to remember something like that? Things have never been exactly easy in your life, from what you remember, it could easily be just as bad if not worse... The brain has a way to protect itself from trauma..."
"Yeah . . ." James let out a sigh, pausing for a moment

"I forgot how my mom died."
"And you want help to try and remember things, am I right?"
"No it's not his fault. Most people don't make it a habit of destroying furniture."
"No! It's Charles!! Grr."
"No, it's yours for not thinking before acting."
"No, it's yours for not thinking before acting."
Victor looked away, his voice low and gruff

"So it's Charles' fault for not bein' specific enough!"
"In the Danger Room or things that are already getting damaged. Not furniture we use every single day."
"In the Danger Room or things that are already getting damaged. Not furniture we use every single day."
Victor crossed his arms, a sharp smirk tugging at his lips

"Charlie says it’s fine to break somethin’ now and then!"
"You destroyed it, you pay for it."
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"And you want help to try and remember things, am I right?"
James bit his lip for a few moments, wondering if he should tell Grey the truth or not.

"...My..." He started, looking away

"My healing factor is pretty strong and it makes me forget things..." James crossed his arms

"And..." He looked at Grey "..."
"Well my telepathy isn't entertainment. Why do you want me to wander around your mind so much hm?"
"Well my telepathy isn't entertainment. Why do you want me to wander around your mind so much hm?"
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"Don't you have any other way of entertaining yourself?"
"I'm bored, wanna read my mind?"
"What is it? No need to yell."
"Not if I can do something about it."
"One day that gonna happen..."
"Not gonna happen." For a brief moment, if one was to look closely at John's eyes, they could almost see a flicker of fire into them.
"You destroyed it, you pay for it."
"Xavier can buy another one."
"You destroyed it, you fix it or replace it."
"Not gonna happen." For a brief moment, if one was to look closely at John's eyes, they could almost see a flicker of fire into them.
"When the humans come and kill them cause they become soft..."
"You destroyed it, you fix it or replace it."
" Busy right now. Do it yourself."
"You'll have to replace that table."
"You'll have to replace that table."
"Grr..." Victor snarls deep in his chest, his voice rough like gravel caught in a growl

His fist slams into the table with a resounding crack, splinters flying, he stalks off, boots thudding heavy, leaving the shattered mess behind without a second glance.