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This is for anyone wanting to test out their characters in the setting before the game opens, see what clicks. Multiples will be allowed for this post, and you can generally assume any threads are a self-contained continuity unless you feel like getting creative.

Just post a thread with your CHARACTER NAME and CANON NAME in the title with a prompt and others will reply. Prompts and threads can be action spam or prose or whatever. These threads can be used on the sample section of your application, as well. Go out and have fun! Feel free to consult the institute tour and dorm guide for setting info. We also encourage you to check out the "!!event" tag on the IC comms to brush up on the story so far.

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I suppose, if I'm going to be teaching you hoodlums, I ought to at least get my face known around the place.

[Picture: One older gentleman, accent off the "gentle" despite the good suit he's standing in. He smiles in a way that's amused yet somehow already exasperated.]

Name's Al Swearengen. I'm going to hope some of you have already heard it, if only 'cause I've got a bar in the city any of you of legal drinking age or with a passable, forged ID ought to be blowing your money at. But here I'm gonna have the privilege [bone-dry sarcasm] of instructing some of you bright, young minds. Class subject: Street skills, and how to stay alive when your powers get fucked with.

So, make room on your schedules. Only don't sign up expecting to slack. I'll make you wish you just had that hairy, Canadian cocksucker you keep around here sticking his claws at you.

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[Al Swearengen has had some association with the X-Men over the years. Long association, even - as a minor adversary and an informant and, more recently, as something of a happenstance ally. But today's his first visit to the Institute since agreeing to tutor some of their students, and so he brings an expensive bottle of liquor along with his swagger into the faculty lounge.

Call it a getting-reacquainted gift. Even if it's only one he snagged from his club back in the city.]

Too early in the day?

[He says, brandishing the bottle.]

Or am I right in thinking that, with a student population like yours, times don't come around often when you'd want to pass this up?

[Lee, an X-Man and also a veteran teacher, isn't too thrilled with this guy already. His hand is to his chin with his back to the wall while he watched this guy swagger into the lounge. Lee's eyes, narrow at first, silver and sharp, he's not willing to take that bottle of liquor as payment when he can purchase a bottle of the finest wines easily.

He doesn't care one way or the other, he simply lifts his hand in polite refusal. His voice is soft and smooth, melodic and clear, the music teacher, robotics engineer and stealth trainer isn't without his reasons.]

No, thank you. Your generous offer is best served with those that will take it more graciously than I. However, they are your students as well.

I'll hold onto it, then. And wait for some of those more gracious types.

[He was about to plop the bottle down onto one of the lounge's tables, but now he slides it back under his arm instead. It rests against him when he takes up a chair.]

Me, I haven't seen the inside of a classroom here yet. Can't say I know much about the kids who'll be in'em, either, except that Xavier scraped them all together.

So, I think I'll wait a while on calling them "mine," too. If that won't start things off on the wrong foot between us.

You do that.

[Lee is still watching him carefully and even though he hasn't outright said it, he's suspicious of this new teacher. His words scream bigot.]

Regardless of your reasons for being here, until I understand fully your intentions, you and I will be at odds. Your history with us has been long standing and not for the better until recently. Some call it turning over a new leaf. I hope that is true in your case.

[He lowers his chin, silver eyes locked on Al, he's not taking any chances with giving any false pretenses. He wants to make it clear that he's keeping a close watch on Al.]

Mmhm.

[Al's brow raises slowly. He briefly entertains an unconvincing smile, then decides even that's not worth the effort.]

Don't think for a second that my leaves are any fucking different than they've ever been.

That said, you want to burn your time trying to ferret out dark intentions that your head-reader Xavier hasn't been able to, you go the fuck ahead. My delicate feelings'll survive your staring and not having a drink on me.

[His eyes narrowed just slightly and soon he lifted his chin. Xavier did have his reasons and many of them Lee hasn't agreed with from the beginning. This wasn't his school to make those kinds of decisions and now with his adoptive daughter in the school, he became even more protective than before since she has a very different way of seeing the world around her that others don't understand.

Lee isn't about to start a fight so he instead smiles congenially with a plaintive nod.]

I have no intentions of doing so. What agreement you and the Professor have come up with is between the two of you.

[He stepped forward slowly and leaned over one of the chairs.]

However, I am not so easily convinced. You can keep your drinks.

Gladly.

[Al stares him down for a moment longer before turning back around. He moves the bottle - a Japanese whisky - up to the tabletop at last before leaning back.]

Guess I'll have to find someone else to get the tour from.

[Lee straightens himself up and pulls at the ends of his jacket with the same smile.]

I'll leave you to it. Another time.

[Lee gives a small bow at his waist that's very straight-laced and indicates his mistrust before he smoothly turns and walks away. Still, his temper is in check, he removes himself from the area before something happens that he may come to regret later.]

[Have a red-headed kid who looks more than a little on the smug side as he responds. Be thankful you can't smell him over the network; the only time he ever does anything like bathing is when he goes swimming in the lake.]

I've already got plenty of street skills. Don't need a class for that.

Oh, yeah?

[Al does not bother making his "I'm just so damn impressed" tone carry over to his face. Or sound anywhere near sincere for more than about a quarter-second.]

Well, good for you. Guess that's one less class you've gotta be saddled with, and one less teenager I've gotta teach not to get his head caved in.

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[Apollo will ignore that tone for now.]

I don't go down that easy!

And I'm sure a smart kid like you wouldn't want to turn studying shit you've already learned by experience into a weekly obligation. Waste of both our fucking time.

No, best you stick to biology and language arts or whatever other classes they shove you into around here. I wouldn't hear of boring you with my bullshit.

Ain't like any of the other stuff they're teaching is any better. It's a whole bunch of useless shit I'll never need to know.

Then I guess you oughta tell Xavier you're ready to head out on your own or put on one of those gaudy uniforms he likes.

I'm sure he'll be impressed that you've already got all of life's skills figured out.

I need him to help find the bastard who took my friends, so I can't leave yet.

All you need to know to live's how to get food and water and find a good spot to sleep. Everything else's extra.

[Someone has a passable forged ID and the powers to back it up against the more suspicious kind of bouncers, so yes, he knows who this man is. Now he's leaning his chin in his hand, intrigued.]

Hmm~, that is an interesting thing to give lessons in. What exactly do you mean with our powers being, ah, "fucked with"? [Notice the delicate pause of someone who almost never swears otherwise.]

I mean what it sounded like. Fucked with.

[Extra dry emphasis on the profanity, just for Fai's sake.]

I do it the all-natural way myself - reach out into the ether and grab them using my mutation. But, if you think you aren't ever gonna run up against a situation where whatever magic you can do craps out, or you're too brain-fried and exhausted to play superhero anymore, with somebody coming after you...well.

You're still young. Wait and see.

[He winces a tiny bit, but nonetheless listens with interest.]

Ah, no, I can see what you mean. After all, I do manipulate people myself, although I of course couldn't achieve that kind of control. And I've witnessed a bit of what powers being out of control can do, even though I imagine I don't have much experience, what with being young and all, like you said.

[A light laugh.] I can definitely see the use of it when you put it like that, is what I mean.

Yeah, well. It's a hard-earned lesson, I'll tell you that.

[His tone lightens some with surprise. Can't fault a kid who actually listens, rare as that (fucking) is.]

And, in a joint crawling with mutants like this, it's too easy to forget that all it takes is one guy getting the drop on you, and suddenly the sole difference between you and the nearest Friend of Humanity is the baseball bat he just cracked open your head with.

All of that said...am I gonna get a name, or do I have to look you up in the student records?

[He nods with a small smile.]

Somewhat easier to remember if you don't have one of the flashy superhero powers, but I get what you mean. [A slight wince.] And baseball bats are terrible things, even if I've only ever been hit on the elbow.

[A soft laugh follows.] Oh, don't do that, they're a depressing read. I'm Fai Flourite.

Pleasure to meet you, then. And thanks for saving me from dealing with more of Xavier's fucking paperwork.

[A tilt of the head to one side.]

So, what is it you do that's so unflashy?

[He giggles.] You're very welcome.

And I... mmm, I change the way people view me. Their impression of me, if you will. It might get me out of a tight spot, but it's not exactly for saving that school bus full of kids.

Schoolkids aside, I stagger just from thinking how much easier my days would be, had a power like that fallen out of my DNA.

Remind me to borrow it, first time we cross paths in the halls.

Well, it'll get you into most bars even if your false ID doesn't hold up.

[He tilts his head a bit, and then grins.] Oh, is that so? Well, that's a very interesting power. But for fairness I should tell you... I've got an identical twin in this school.

He do anything useful?

Or am I out of luck, if I get the wrong one first?

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Al Swearengen | Deadwood | ...warning for foul language, I guess?

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[Video] first thought was that he looks like Dr. Phil XD

[Video] you can't know how sad reading that made me

[Video] it's only that first icon tho. none of the others make me think that

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