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The Apartment of Sebastian Druid, Hawaii, Saturday Morning
this is my serious face
Probably the last thing Sebastian was expecting when he staggered into his kitchen Saturday morning was to find a blond kid sitting on his counter, munching on a Pop Tart. He squinted at him for a second, then asked, "Alex?"

Alex raised one eyebrow at him. "If I was a bad guy, you'd be dead."

If you were a bad guy, you wouldn't have started the coffee.Collapse )

((Establishy. NFB due to distance.))

Room 504, Saturday Morning
[comic] pssh yeah I'm cool
Alex, like so many other Fandom residents, woke up on Saturday morning with breasts. Unlike most, however, after yanking his t-shirt neck open so he could look down at them and confirm that yep, those were boobs, he did not automatically assume this was a mere case of Fandom wacky. He was, after all, a god, and sometimes these things happened to them for other reasons. Which was why he immediately scrambled out of bed and started digging under his bed for the box he'd shoved there in the vague hope it wouldn't explode.

There was a Chia pet in the box. A familiar-looking one. Alex studied it for a long moment, coming to the dim, distant realization that Norman Osborn's actual hair might be made of actual Chia, and then his fingers convulsed and the thing shattered into shards.

He was still a girl, so there probably wasn't a spell on the Chia Osborn, but this meant war. Luckily, Alex was ready.

((Mostly establishy, but can be open to the roommate or anyone who wants to drop by and knock!))

Room 504, Friday Afternoon
quietly plotting something
Alex had a project. And, for once, it did not involve his Xbox. Or anything sharp, unless you counted an X-acto knife. Sure, he could kill someone with it, but he wasn't planning to, so he totally didn't count it. He'd looked up the information he needed yesterday at handwavey shut up work, then done some shopping, and today, as soon as he got out of Cyclops--he meant Mr. Summers--class, he cleared all the crap off his desk so he could get to work.

Okay, he moved it all onto his bed, and probably when he wanted to sleep he'd move it to the floor of his closet, but whatever, his desk was now a clear workspace for his grand project...which was carefully and meticulously transforming two meta forMy Little Ponies into one of Loki's kids. It was too soon for it now, but he wanted to have it ready to deploy when the moment was right.

And until that moment came, he could always just punch Loki more.

Despite the fact that it seriously compromised his privacy and expectation of secrecy, the door was open to let the glue and paint fumes dissipate.

((Open door, open post!))

Room 504, Monday Afternoon
[comic] pssh yeah I'm cool
So, Wes had apparently taken off and left his...bird. Alex wasn't sure what kind of bird it was. He'd never really seen anything like it. Which was why he was currently sitting on his bed and sort of. Staring at it.

"So, I should probably feed you, huh?" Alex said. Like the bird was going to answer him or something. "I've never had a pet before, so I don't really...what do you eat, anyway? Fruit? Bugs? The flesh of your enemies?" He hoped not that last one. Hercules was around and Hercules and his dad's birds...yeah, it was a sore spot.

That was when he noticed a bag and scrambled off his bed to investigate. "Birdseed." Well, that was anticlimactic. "Birdseed it is!"

((Post open, door only cracked because Alex is worried Katnissbird might attempt an escape.))

Infowagon Bandpost
[comic] god of fear god of xbox
I guess I'd better do one of these, too. For my new girl head over here! For my oldbies, stick around.

The SupersoldierCollapse )

The VulcanCollapse )

The God of FearCollapse )
For a little more information and to check in with whether or not Alex can read/mess with your characters, go here.

The Spirit of the Twentieth CenturyCollapse )

The ArcherCollapse )

The MultiplierCollapse )

The Punk PrincessCollapse )

OH YEAH I knew I forgot something. MeCollapse )

Questions, comments, etc.?

Various Places and Points In Time In the Last Month
just an ordinary boy
That was fun. Let's not do it again some time.Collapse )

OOC: Infopost/I Return!
[comic] god of fear god of xbox
Who has power and an internet connection five days ahead of the optimistic estimate? THIS GIRL RIGHT HERE! Yeah, this is screwyoumarvel here, not even trying to stealth. We're totally fine here in my corner of Alabama, no damage at all, and everyone in my family is okay.

Now, on to the fun stuff: in addition to power and an internet connection, I also have a new character! This infopost would have been up way sooner if I, you know, had had power. Meet Alex Aaron, aka Phobos. It's not just a nifty codename, either. This thirteen-year-old superhero also happens to be Marvel's second incarnation of the Greek god of fear, dread, terror, and battlefield rout.

He may also have accidentally declared himself the god of Xbox. Which means several of you should probably start praying to him.

Some BackgroundCollapse )

Alex Aaron, aka Alexander Ares-son, aka Fear son of War, aka Phobos, aka too many akasCollapse )

So Why Is He Coming To FandomCollapse )

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Voice Mail
[comic] pssh yeah I'm cool
"Hey, it's Alex. I'm not answering my phone right now, so if you leave a message I'll try and get back to you. If you don't leave a message I'll assume you're messing with me or in mortal peril, depending on who you are. Don't make me ride to your rescue because you're lazy, guys. That's not cool.

"If this is my dad, no I don't know where your axe is. Maybe you left it in the last thing you killed with it? If this is Nicholas, I'm in Maryland, I couldn't possibly have been in your office again. Obviously."