Scott Summers sat down at his first class at the prestigious Frost Academy in Massachusettes. Growing up in the backwoods of Alaska, helping out at his grandfather's small chartered plane business and hunting with his father and little brother through long treks through the arctic, he'd never imagined he'd spend his senior year of high school at one of the country's best schools. Graduating from the Frost Academy practically guaranteed you admission to whichever college you wanted to go to. Neither Harvard nor Yale had ever refused a Frost graduate, at least according to the brochure.
The packet had come at the beginning of the summer, a brochure, an explanation that he'd been chosen because of his perfect PSAT and SAT scores and an offer for a full scholarship. His parents weren't about to look a gift horse in the mouth, and they'd flown him to Anchorage and saw him off.
Scott had found the timing more than a little coincidental. The packet had arrived just days after he had his incident. He'd been out in the woods with Alex, his younger brother, gathering firewood. It had been a normal enough day until they heard a roar. They turned and there was a Kodiak up on top of the hill, standing on it's hind legs. If they'd been hiking deeper into the woods both Alex and Scott would have their .44 magnums strapped to their thighs for this exact reason. A Kodiak would shrug off a .38 and even with a .44 they'd have to get multiple hits to put one down. This close to the house though, less than a hundred feet into the woods, well, bears never came that close. Until that day.
Alex turned and ran, fast and hard. Scott had the axe. He wasn't going to survive a fight with a kodiak with just an axe, but if he could save his brother's life that was something, right? The kodiak dropped to all fours and started a loping run towards Alex. What happened next blew Scott's mind. A bolt of purple energy burst from his eyes and struck the bear, sending it sprawling. Scott turned and joined Alex in running to the house.
Over the next few days, before the packet arrived from Frost Academy, Scott had spent whatever time he had when he wasn't flying charters out in the woods, testing out this newfound power. He could knock down trees, break up rocks, it was like he had a howitzer behind his eyes that he could turn on and off at will.
Which was what had made him suspicious of this Frost Academy place. WHy did they pick him? Sure, his test scores were perfect, but everyone knew the SATs were set to test stuff you learned years before; there wasn't a single calculus question on there anywhere. But the more he thought about it the less paranoid he got. No one knew about what he could do, not even Alex, who had been there but didn't see anything.
Scott sighed as he got out his notebook and started taking down the professor's name and whatever else they were saying. It was a good school. He'd get into a good college. Laser beams shooting out from his eyes didn't fit in the real world.
If no one found out, so much the better.
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OOC: In this reality Scott' parents were never abducted by aliens, he never parachuted out of their old plane strapped in with Alex and he never suffered the brain damage from the landing that took away the control he has over his power. Instead he grew up in a fairly normal life, rather than the orphanage.
I'm looking for one literate female to play opposite Scott. You can pick any character from the X-Men or their villains, though I do ask you not to play a psychic. FYI I'm not into anal, scat, BDSM, etc. Light bondage is okay, titty fucking, cum play, chance of getting caught all a plus.
If you're interested in playing pleasse PM me with questions you have about the scenario and what female character you'd like to play.
Thank you
The packet had come at the beginning of the summer, a brochure, an explanation that he'd been chosen because of his perfect PSAT and SAT scores and an offer for a full scholarship. His parents weren't about to look a gift horse in the mouth, and they'd flown him to Anchorage and saw him off.
Scott had found the timing more than a little coincidental. The packet had arrived just days after he had his incident. He'd been out in the woods with Alex, his younger brother, gathering firewood. It had been a normal enough day until they heard a roar. They turned and there was a Kodiak up on top of the hill, standing on it's hind legs. If they'd been hiking deeper into the woods both Alex and Scott would have their .44 magnums strapped to their thighs for this exact reason. A Kodiak would shrug off a .38 and even with a .44 they'd have to get multiple hits to put one down. This close to the house though, less than a hundred feet into the woods, well, bears never came that close. Until that day.
Alex turned and ran, fast and hard. Scott had the axe. He wasn't going to survive a fight with a kodiak with just an axe, but if he could save his brother's life that was something, right? The kodiak dropped to all fours and started a loping run towards Alex. What happened next blew Scott's mind. A bolt of purple energy burst from his eyes and struck the bear, sending it sprawling. Scott turned and joined Alex in running to the house.
Over the next few days, before the packet arrived from Frost Academy, Scott had spent whatever time he had when he wasn't flying charters out in the woods, testing out this newfound power. He could knock down trees, break up rocks, it was like he had a howitzer behind his eyes that he could turn on and off at will.
Which was what had made him suspicious of this Frost Academy place. WHy did they pick him? Sure, his test scores were perfect, but everyone knew the SATs were set to test stuff you learned years before; there wasn't a single calculus question on there anywhere. But the more he thought about it the less paranoid he got. No one knew about what he could do, not even Alex, who had been there but didn't see anything.
Scott sighed as he got out his notebook and started taking down the professor's name and whatever else they were saying. It was a good school. He'd get into a good college. Laser beams shooting out from his eyes didn't fit in the real world.
If no one found out, so much the better.
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OOC: In this reality Scott' parents were never abducted by aliens, he never parachuted out of their old plane strapped in with Alex and he never suffered the brain damage from the landing that took away the control he has over his power. Instead he grew up in a fairly normal life, rather than the orphanage.
I'm looking for one literate female to play opposite Scott. You can pick any character from the X-Men or their villains, though I do ask you not to play a psychic. FYI I'm not into anal, scat, BDSM, etc. Light bondage is okay, titty fucking, cum play, chance of getting caught all a plus.
If you're interested in playing pleasse PM me with questions you have about the scenario and what female character you'd like to play.
Thank you