I Marvel at Marvel: My X-Men Stuff

You go down a straight path. It has no turns, it has no twists. It is just a regular path made out of dirt. Surprisingly, you find this scary.

Is this forest sane? you think. This path is supposed to be wild and freaky, but it's perfectly fine!

Suddenly, a boy jumps out in front of you. You stare. He is slim and tall. He wears black gloves and black boots. The boy's shirt is skin tight, as are his pants. He appears to be fast, but somewhat strong. The odd thing about him is his hair is red and curly, with a white streak in the middle of it. And his eyes are black with red pupils.

"Hi" he says, waving. The boy's voice has a Southern accent. You weakly nod, and ask what he is going to show you this time. Maybe this guy came from Pretilla?

"I'm here to talk about me" the boy says. You sigh, all these people here seem so self absorbed.

"My codename's Red Basilisk, but I'm also called Child. My father is Remy LeBeau and my mother-" the boy says. You gasp, interrupting him. You know that name from somewhere. Where have you heard it before? Now you remember.....the X-men Comics!

Red Basilisk smiles at you. "You figured it out?" he says with a smile. "Pardon moi, I have my father's sense of humour. And my mother's powers" he mumbles.

Suddenly you put two and two together. Red Basilisk is.....Gambit and Rogue's son?! How the heck?

"I'm not really Rogue and Gambit's son" Red Basilisk says quickly. "A guy named Sinister took Gambit and Rogue's DNA, combined it and made me. I was not created as a baby, but I was created at the age of thirteen. I joined the X-Men, and they seem to have accepted me."

But, you still don't understand. In the comics, Gambit has a way to touch Rogue, which Joseph made....

"You don't get it, do you?" Red Basilisk laughs. "Starlight85 doesn't read the comics regularly. There's too much crud there. She's only got one comic, and that's because Gambit's in it. She's got a crush on my dad. Starlight used to watch the TV show, and she really liked Gambit and Rogue. She thought up the idea of me, and so I was created. Don't you understand yet? Everyone and everything exsists because Starlight wants it to exsist."

You blink, not comprehending. Red Basilisk sighs, then chuckles.

"It took me a while to figure out too" he nodds sympathetically. "Well, to wrap it up, I've got Rogue's ability to absorb other mutants powers, and the minds of normals humans. I can also charge things up with kenetic energy. Wolverine likes to say that I have the curse of my mother's powers and the curse of my father's attitude. Hah! That guy can't even get a girlfriend...sucker....."

"Starlight85 also told me I was supposed to show you the "list"" Red Basilisk smiles ominously. You gulp. Red Basilisk takes out a long list, on a peice of paper, and reds it out loud.

You Know You Watch To Much X-Men When...

Every Halloween you dress up as Wolverine.

You adopt the “Morph Laugh”.

When speaking , you unconsciously replace “th”with “d”, and speak a bit of French.

You go to Japan, in hope to meet up with Wolverine’s friends.

During a lightning storm you have been known to shout “ lightning I command you, come down and zap my brother”just before the lightning strikes.

After meeting the school bully, you say “my name is______ and you remember dat”.

If a friend is having a bad day, you confront them,put your fingers to your temples and say “do not be afraid,open your mind to me....”

A person can only be considered your friend if they answer a eighteen page quiz of the X-men.

Whenever you go to a drug store, you always ask if they have quartzite glasses.

You tape pencils to your fingers and slash things viciously,in hopes to make you more like Wolverine.

You have been banned from ever writing x-men Fanfiction stories,but you continue to do so any way.

If you get a headache,you start to think you’re a mutant.

You make another x-men related version of Coolio’s “Gangsters Paradise”, “Gambit’s Paradise”(as I walk through de bar where I throw my cards...)

You plan to add it to you’re tape featuring X-Men related songs “The X-Sing Along”

You and your friends have “X-Bitchouts”

You have long debates about just how many women Gambit and Wolverine have dated

Your teacher tells you to do a essay about wolverines,and you come back with a five page essay about Logan (that poor unknowing teacher..)

You can fit the X-Men into any conversation. Even one about Melrose Place!

You set up an X-Men shrine which includes : posters, X-cards,taped episodes, downloaded X-stuff off of the Internet etc. etc.

You have come up with more than 50 theories about the Sinister/Gambit connection.

You urge anyone who’s name is Scott to have their last name changed to “Summers.”

You suffer X-Men with drawl symptoms over the week and currently have to watch taped X-men episodes for you’re sanity to stay stable.

You have classified your X-Men with drawl symptoms into these categories:

1.Growl Like Wolverine

2.Talk Like Gambit

3.Issue Orders Like Cyclops

4.Act Realy Smart Like Beast

5.Pretend To Enter Someone’s Mind Like The Professor X Or Jean

6.Be A Religeous Nut Like Night Crawler

7.Pretend To Command The Elements Like Storm

8. Just Break Down And Cry Like The Poor X-Men Deprived Child You Are!

You pray every night that Rogue will find a way to keep her powers in check so that she can finally kiss Gambit without going absorbing his mind (actually in the X-men comics she has found a way...)

Also in your prayers you ask “and Lord,in the two of the Gambit miniseries, he’s trying to get redeemed because he’s done some bad things in the past that the writers haven’t thought up yet. So please, Lord, redeem him so they don’t have to keep using that old plot.”

You wave sparklers around in attempts to be like Jubilee.

You are so pro the Rogue/Gambit relationship whenever you see Joseph in a comic you immediately shout “die you silver haired women stealer person”and any more insults that you can think of.

You continue to do so for so long that the comic store clerk requests that you stop screaming at the merchandise.

You go to a psychiatrist to see about your X-Men addiction,and when he holds up pictures of inkblots you say “that one looks like a wolverine... that one like a card... that one a lightning bolt...”

You paint yourself blue and act real smart in hopes to be like Beast.

Whenever you feel depressed or upset you pull out your trusty poster of Gambit and listen to a tape recording of his way cool voice. Ahhhhh,you feel much better now!

You insist that your boyfriend call you “chere”.

You insist that your girlfriend call you “shugah”

You refer to your room as “ X-Men World”.Your little brother refers to it “The X-Men Store”.Your parents refer to it as the “Twilight Zone”.Your friends don’t refer to it as anything because they don’t go in there.

You have been on the internet downloading X-Men web sites,and when you finally see the show,you swear that you can see “this page is best viewed with net scape 2.1 or higher”on the bottom of the screen

You sleep with your X-Men action figures (if you’re a girl you sleep with Gambit, if you’re a boy you sleep with Jean Grey...) *****************

"Hmm....there ain't that many" Red Basilisk says with a frown. "Hey kid, do you think you could get some people to send in some more of these "You know you watch to much X-Men When..." stuff? Maybe, we could start a really big list going on here?"

Red Basilisk flicks out a small stick from his pocket. You gulp, realizing that if he charged that up with energy it could pratically kill you, and nod quickly.

Red Basilisk smiles at you. "Good" he says. "Now you can mosey on back to the crossroads or you can e-mail Starlight85 at star_light85@hotmail.com. Or do you want to know more about me? Really? Then just click here to get my life story Starlight's been given too much free time lately, so she decided to blab about my life. What a crazy Fuzor, heh?"