The Future Freaks Me Out

[bitten_notshy]

So, children, what do you want to be when you grow up?

Half marks if you say "redeemed" or "good" or anything cliched like that. No one makes a living just by being redeemed.

[OOC: Because Tara's talking to Kennedy about it and I demand Friday OOC-but-ICness.]

Comments

[icecoldfrost]

For fuck's sake, Starsmore, so help me I WILL zap you again until you spew rainbows and sunshine for a week. Grow some balls already and use your potential.

[furnaceface]

Rainbows and I really don't get on so well together, Sunshine.

What would you have me do, Emma?

[icecoldfrost]

Call me 'sunshine' again, and I'll kick your shins so hard you'll limp for a week.

I want you to stop acting like your mutation is the end of the world. You have no idea what you can do, so stop pretending your life is over.

Maybe your life as you knew it is done, just like every other mutant ever, but you're behaving as if this is the end of everything, instead of just the beginning. Be fabulous, darling, don't settle for being a has-been that never was.

[furnaceface]

... Emma. My girlfriend just died, turned into the human embodiment of Death, said goodbye, and walked away forever. And I've been... functioning. Getting up, going to work, socializing, even making plans with somebody to practise with my powers. I'm not letting my life be over, even if it bloody well feels like it.

I have no idea what I can do. I'll admit that. But I can't approach it th'same way you can. I can't just table how I feel about this to become some sort of... bloody... ruthless psionic superhuman with all of the raw physical firepower I could ever want at my disposal to back me up. I'm exactly what all of those anti-mutant bigots back home are afraid of. I can get into their heads and destroy their homes without a second thought, but only if I let myself.

I don't want to be that.