#rubyruled

rubyruled

  my charles between ‘73 and ‘83: xmcu charles...

he looks like dan stevens’ live action prince from beauty and the beast. like father like son i suppose

;; i gUESS. oh also i made a post a long time ago about how much the xavier boys look alike. (ft. young alain delon as my fc for brian)

Send me your URL and I'll tell you **Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

My Opinion on;

Character in general: Was.... Juggernaut was totally in the original X-Trilogy, right? But like. way different? I think that was him. At the wrestling ring. In an awkward scene with Logan. Otherwise, I only know him from the three solid minutes of asswhooping in DP2, so I kinda?? Have no real opinion.How they play them: Okay, so. Again. UNDERSTANDING that I have no comic-knowledge to fall back on and know this character SOLELY a tough’n’tumble, beat-’em-up kind of villain...Beetle plays them as way too nice? There’s nothing even vaguely hard or villainous about Juggernaut on this blog, which is fine and cool and I’m sure has gotta stem from somewhere!, but he’s. Just. Kinda of fatherly and nice and not really threatening, from what I’ve seen. :/ Sorry!The Mun: We don’t talk much, so I don’t actually know anything about Beetle. ^^; They seem pretty alright, though????

Do I:

RP with them: Not really.Want to RP with them: I mean. I’m not opposed to it, but I’d have to get to know the character through Beetle’s eyes--which, without an about page, is nigh-on impossible to do.

What is my;

For the first time, he was well and truly alone. He’d always had someone before. When Maeve had died, he’d had Theresa to occupy his time. After Sean left, he’d still had his little niece to take care of. By the time he had to let her go to keep her safe, he had Cain. For years, Cain Marko had been a constant in his life. His dearest friend. Someone he could count on to, if not break him out himself, be there when he got out.

His actions when he was not himself - but still himself enough to count - had pushed away the last person in his life that he was close to. The last person he felt truly cared for him had deserted him, and it was his own fault. Nowhere to shift the blame this time. Worst of all, Cain was in the wind. When he got out - broke out, really - he had no way of finding him even to talk. So he did the only thing he could do.

He had a membership in the Hellfire Club. One doesn’t grow up noble and mutant and not have a way into that club. The game was once he knew how to play, too, and he was able to secure himself a place in the Lords Cardinal. A good position to have, especially for his needs. Cain might not want to be found, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to come looking for him.

Favors were called in, what influence he had gained was used, and eventually he had a lead. Something he could follow in the hopes that it might lead him to, if not forgiveness, some kind of closure.

Utah. A farm. He takes a jet out, and then a car to drive him into the country. So far away from everything that it’s just fields and trees and distant hills as the car rolls slowly down the winding road. It’s not anywhere he would have pictured Cain, but perhaps that’s part of the point. Or perhaps he’d gotten so used to how Cain fit into his world of castles, and yachts, and penthouse suites that he’d never stopped to think about what Cain’s own world would look like. Of how he might fit into that world. It’s an uncomfortable realization.

“I think I’ve got it from here,” Tom tells the driver as the farmhouse comes into view. A bit of a walk, but he wants to be the first thing Cain sees, not some nondescript car. “Just wait, will ye? One way or another, I’ll be back.” Whether to retrieve his travel bag or to leave, he’s not sure. He’s not even sure he knows which he’s hoping for. Not that it matters.

There’s plenty of time for his approach to be noticed as he makes his way up the rest of the road to the house. He walks slowly, his bad leg stiff from travel, but finally makes it up the steps to stand in front of the door. It’s there he falters. Hand raised to knock, he simply stares at the wood in front of him. Things ended so poorly between himself and Cain. Cain left, and there’s no reason for him to want to see Tom again. This is selfish.

A deep breath steadies Tom’s nerve, and he raps his knuckles against the door. Maybe Cain can indulge his selfishness long enough to let them properly say goodbye. If not, the car is waiting.

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