Voice

[exiled_braddock]

Mojo.

You complete and utter bastard.

(Tapping sound on the jukebox)

Tell me this isn't a gladiatorial combat realm where we all fight to the death for Mojo's amusement.  I really loathe those sorts of realms.

Comments

[fireworkbubbles]

[shocked whisper]

Bets? Oh Bets please tell me that's you. Please? Please be you. Bets...?

Voice/Vid

[exiled_braddock]

Of course it's me. *twacks the instrument so video pops up*
Who else looks like this?

Voice

[fireworkbubbles]

Oh. Thank. God. Dude, you have no idea how glad I am to know it's you. There's no Mojo here, Kurt's in charge. It's kinda complex. I can explain over breakfast in a couple hours if you want?

Voice

[exiled_braddock]

So long as it's proper breakfast, luv.

[tj_nocturne]

No Mojo here, thank goodness. And so far I've been able to avoid adding to my 'gladiatorial combat' resume.

[palefacedemon]

Except for that one reality, where you did Gladiatorial combat.

And the trial of The Phoenix.

Oh and when they told us it was either Exiles or Weapon X and we had to fight to the death.

Private to Exiles

[exiled_braddock]

I have a video camera, floating behind me, that teleported with me.
Rather have a techie disable it.

Re: Private to Exiles

[palefacedemon]

I can try. I think TJ can attest to how much I hate Mojo.

[betterthanroy]

Who is Mojo?

[second_stringer]

Mojo is the thing you haven't got.
With the ladies.

Zing!

[betterthanroy]

Please man, some dignity.

The lady has clearly been through a lot, and if someone has been messing with her I think as decent human beings we should do what we can to help her.

[Private to Ted]
Maturity-Pwned!

[second_stringer]

Have you met Booster?

[Private to Dick]
Dude. I've been wearing pajama pants for the last week. Maturity is the last thing on my mind.

Private to Ted

[shut_up_skeets]

Dibs!

Private to Booster

[second_stringer]

That dibs doesn't count. I so wasn't ready.

Private to Ted

[shut_up_skeets]

Oh...Then, Dibs!

Private to Booster

[second_stringer]

It's too late.
Dick has tossed his hat in the ring.
So it's like a done deal.
And do you really want to imagine him, every time you make out with her?

Actually, scratch that.
He'd cock-block us from everything female in the universe if that was our measure.

Secret double dibs. Cancels your dibs.

[callmeotterpop]

Bets! No Mojo here, you can dance because of that. Just a few of us X-Men.

Dude quick hide, Warren's around here somewhere and I really don't want to see him pinning after you. It was bad enough the first time around.

[exiled_braddock]

I was told that they were passing out Bobbys at the entrance of the non-pearly gates. Where's mine?

Doubt he's still pining. He's a big mutant, now.

[callmeotterpop]

Dude wish and you shall receive. I'm sure there might be another me wondering around somewhere.

Except this one is still like twenty one or something. I'm Older than him. Do you have any idea how weird that is?

[exiled_braddock]

So - you the version of Bobby from my world? I'd hate to flirt with the substandard sort. Kidding, Jubes.

So taking full advantage of your age superiority over the baby Angel?