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Two Telepaths Verse
[staring into space, lost in thought]

Lab Rat Verse

[mouse inside a cage, watching you]
[scurrying across a table towards you]
[listless in his cage, not well]
[worried] Cheese was never an option?
[this mouse can hear your thoughts]
[lab rat Charles is watching you]


Canon Posts

Something is not quite right here.
Entirely possible it was an illusion.
Discussing ants and relationships with Hank Pym
Meeting Agent Coulson
Dr. Watson is recruited for a science lesson
His twin is afraid of the oatmeal
Sean fell into the bushes again
An Erik look-a-like from the past
Zira trying to use a cellphone
His twin is smoking
Charles drunk calls Raven who picks him up and takes him home
Spring is in the backyard
Helping a beat up Remy Lebeau
Charles goes to see Dr. Watson
Big Bang Theory crossover of epicness
Chance dream meeting
63 verses collide
Carried off by a giant
Held up by Wesley from Wanted
Shocker trying to rob Xavier
Held by Peter Petrelli's telekinesis
[moving you involuntarily with his mind]
[at pub, sipping scotch, watching people]
[reading in his study, quiet night]
Who left these cupcakes sitting here?
[Hurt and bleeding, on the ground]
[Charles being contemplative in his chair]
Good to be home, I suppose
Just! ...give me a moment...please.
Whoa, sis...nice dance moves!
Know what we're going to do today?
...have some respect for the dying...
All metal wheelchair? Very bad idea.
[catatonic, unresponsive, inside his own mind]
Don't believe we've met. Charles Xavier.
[resting his eyes, not sleeping....maybe]
[sleepwalking through the mansion, eyes closed]
...because I can read your thoughts.
[groans, hangover from the night before]
[very drunk, talking with a girl]
[practicing his abilities] No, further back...
[Charles may be missing for awhile]
[lying in a hospital bed, recovering] - mid movie, after beach incident
[he can hear what you're thinking...]
Hide and seek...mutant powers version...
I don't want to hurt you...
[winning at chess] Checkmate in five...
[in Cerebro, scanning minds....loving it]
[sleeping over his books and notes]

Memes
Weather Meme: Thunderstorm with Erik
Zombies: Car crash with Erik
Kissing Booth: Rogue
Text Based Adventure: Inception
Rescuing Emma Frost
Freaky Friday Meme: Erik
Amnesia Meme
Death meme: suicide
Handcuff Meme
Hurt/Comfort Meme
Kidnap Meme
Sleeping Meme
Inebriated Meme
Destiny Meme - Charles dies in Emma's arms
Text Based Adventure Game Meme
Insomnia Meme
Moving sleeping Erik
Kidnapped with Erik

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Two Telepaths Verse

When he first meets Miss Frost, it's very obvious they are on opposite sides. Despite their differences Charles rescues her at one point from being tortured by another mutant. He also helps when she loses her memory.

After Charles is kidnapped and extremely ill, he is saved by Emma Frost and brought back home to the mansion. She surprises him after the ordeal by asking if she can switch sides and work with them. Charles agrees and she begins to teach at the school. There is a unique relationship between them, one of mutual trust and distrust. She entertains him by drawing on his cast while he's recovering from his arm being broken, which he does not mind in the least. They survive Christmas at the mansion, presents are exchanged. She manages to snare him accidentally in a trap meant for Azazel and it becomes apparent that there is definitely flirting going on from both sides. She even starts to get jealous of other girls that he tries to pick up, despite the fact Charles had never given her any expectations between the two of them.

One night, she's incredibly lonely and sneaks into his bedroom, probably expecting him to kick her out eventually. Surprisingly he doesn't kick her out and, one thing leads to another...she's gone by morning whenever he wakes up and finds the bed empty. And that would probably have been the end of it if she hadn't gotten pregnant.

Afterwards, Charles really needs a drink and to sort things out. A few people stop by to help him, including his own imagined version of Raven.

to be continued...

A second chance...

Charles was spending some time in Cerebro, doing his daily search for new mutants. As his mind flicked over the thousands within his reach, he found himself wondering about the man he met a few days ago. Such a tortured soul, Charles couldn't help but wonder how he was doing.

He searches for his mind, just to check up on him. Nothing more. He won't even know he's there...

Body Horror Meme: with allthenos

Charles isn't sure how he got here, but he very much would like to be out. At the moment he's in a plexiglass type of cage, almost perfectly cube-shaped around him. There isn't a door that he can find, no matter which way he feels along the wall. There has to be a certain frequency, he hypothesizes, that the large robots use to open it up.

He's never seen such big robots before, and they seem sentient. Before he can marvel over them long though, he finds out why he's in this cage. He's going to be experimented on. Charles can almost hear Erik echoing his words from before. "What an adorable lab rat you make..." as a robotic arm reaches through the cube with a large needle on the end.

Charles tries to avoid it but there's not too many places to go in his cage and eventually has to accept defeat and be injected. Talking does him no good, the robots just ignore him and move on to the next experiment. Charles rubs the sore spot on his neck and hopes nothing bad is going to happen. He looks over at the next cage, seeing a new inmate being put into it for testing.

Finding Inception

Charles showed up at the hotel promptly at noon. He was quite eager about this experience and didn't want to be late. It's not long before he's knocking the door of the hotel room that Arthur occupies.

Rescue Me

[A fic written jointly by stonecoldfrost and ihearyouthink here]

[Charles shivered under a thin blanket. He really didn't feel well, he had been ill for a few days now. But the people holding him hostage weren't about to let him go anytime soon. Oh no, they had a telepath and they were going to find out what makes him tick. He'd been poked so many times, he had lost count. The metal halo around his head kept him from using his ability and he had nearly given up on being found at this point. Right now, all he could do was lay here on the floor of his cell and try to get some sleep]

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You can't get rid of me that easy

[set a few weeks after this]

It was awhile before Charles was seen by Erik again. He had given Erik some time to think about what it would be like if Erik did get rid of Charles...and Charles had been trying to think of a solution to the problem, Erik wanting revenge on Schmidt. It was driving him to the state he was in now and Charles still wanted to try and help him. But he didn't have a good enough argument last time and lost the "game" they had been playing.

He was hovering on the outskirts nearby, debating if it was time to speak up again...likely Erik was going to see him before he could make up his mind.

Phineas and Ferb Verse

This is a cracky verse idea I've had bouncing around in my head for awhile. A crossover of Xmen First Class and Phineas & Ferb! Not a serious verse, just something fun to play around with.

Charles Xavier = Phineas Fletcher (the brains!)
Erik Lensherr = Ferb Fletcher (tall and quiet)
Raven = Candace Fletcher (the bratty sister)
Angel = Stacy (Candace's best friend)
Moira Mactaggert = Isabella (who has a crush on Phineas)
Shaw = Dr. Doofensmirtz! (eeeevil villain)
Hank McCoy = Jeremy (Candace's crush)
Emma Frost = Jeremy's baby sister (cute but dangerous)

I'm still stuck on who would be Perry the Platypus, Baljeet, or the bully Buford. Ooh! Or Major Monogram! He would probably be someone in the CIA. So if anyone has ideas for them....? Mom and Dad will probably be NPCed.

Testing with Sherlock

Charles wasn't late, in fact he was 5 minutes early when he showed up at St. Bartholomew's Hospital. He was quite interested in what this Sherlock Holmes had planned for him. He was pretty sure there wasn't anything sinister about this meeting, but he was going to be cautious just in case. After all, experimentation on mutants wasn't always a pleasant or ethical thing to do.

A nice tech was able to direct him to where Sherlock was keeping himself, giving him an odd look and something about "another freak" as a thought before she did. Apparently Sherlock had a reputation here.

He opened the door to the morgue, not an encouraging place to start. "Mr. Holmes?"

Kidnapped

He should have seen it coming...

It was just another night out and to be fair, he had been drinking quite a bit. The company was so nice though, a beautiful brunette with striking blue eyes who was enjoying his lines about DNA and mutation as related to her stunning eye color. There was nothing suspicious about it, she was genuinely interested and for once, Raven wasn't there to mess things up for him.

It was his fourth scotch that tasted funny, but he didn't think anything of it. Not till he found his sentences slowing down more than normal...well, normal for him being drunk anyway. He frowned for a second, wondering what was wrong. His date seemed confused as well, putting her hand on his arm to ask if he was alright. "I...I don't know...must have reached my limit..." He blinked, was his vision growing fuzzy too? Something wasn't right here. Too late, he realized someone had spiked his drink as two pairs of strong arms grabbed a hold of his.

Charles tried to resist, managing to hold one of the men paralyzed but not before the second one stuck him with a needle full of tranquilizer and pushed the piston down. His last thoughts were to call for help, a feeble telepathic message going out to anyone who could hear him as his brain lost the battle to stay awake, falling over limply against the table. Charles was dead to the world.

Those arms carried him out to a waiting car and sped off into the night.

ooc: anyone want to continue this plot? I'm hoping for an Erik or Raven if possible...or other First Class characters
It's nothing, 'm just not feeling well is all. [that's his explanation for anyone who comes in]
[Charles is laying on the couch in the living room, the lights off and an ice bag atop his head, trying to keep his eyes closed and his mental powers in check]

[follows this]

The Game of Chess

[Setting up the pieces on the chessboard] White or black?

ooc: thread for chess game with e4e5nf3nc6nc3. Others can hang out, observe, and chat, but only one chess game can be going on at one time. (being that I only have one board)