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What Lurks On Channel X? X Does!; (Intro Post, open)
Topic Started: Jun 10 2008, 10:52 PM (313 Views)
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Ah, the morning news. There was hardly a more traditional way to start the day, aside from possibly reading the paper, but in the digital age who had time to actually turn pages anymore? Better to subject ones self to a sensory overload of stock information, text tickers, and anchormen and women forcing themselves to smile. Unfortunately, on this particular morning the station seemed to be having some trouble...though, assuming anyone tried changing the channel, the static rapidly filling the TV screen appeared on every channel, and garbled noise and the crackling sound of what looked to be a poor signal soon replaced any other sounds coming from the television. Eventually the picture vanished completely, static and all, before the entire screen went...white? Weren't they supposed to go black?

Well, they were when they were actually broken. A rather strange looking man slowly appeared on screen, peering in close as if he were looking out a peephole in the screen before smiling in satisfaction and stepping back. Normally, X smiling was often proof enough that he was up to some form of mischief, though this time around he was simply in a good mood. Also a warning sign. One indoor lightning storm later, or just high voltage electrical storm if you wanted to get technical about it, the same spikey haired man appeared in the center of the scorchmarked lobby with a loud crack, still grinning like a madman.

"HOME SWEET HOME! Bellhop, get my things!" he shouted giddily, before glancing back to the television screen to see the fading image of a mountain of suitcases against a white backdrop, eventually replaced by the day's scheduled programming once the signal faded. "Oh, right. Silly me, I forgot to have them sent!" he was, once again, shouting...and not really speaking to anyone in particular, leaving a few of the students in the area looking more than just a little perplexed. And the one closest to this stranger was the one really in for it...

"Oh well, nothing but HSN garbage anyway. You know how it is, don't you kiddo? Of course you do!" X exclaimed, still apparently suffering from his little 'shouting' problem, giving the boy nearest a playful punch in the arm...and, thanks to the wonders of static electricity, a small afro...
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I hate doing laundry…

That single thought had been floating around Alex’s mind ever since her excursion began. Of all the things to spend her time on, watching clothing swirl around in water like a deformed rainbow wasn’t one high on her list. She could have been at the garage under the hood of a hotrod or even working on one of those little electric things people were scooting around town in these days. But no, the garage was closed for the day and she had to do laundry. Oh the humanity. It was obviously a well needed trip though, judging by the two full baskets she was carrying that were only a bit cumbersome but also obstructing her view.

G: Alexandria, darling, you really should pay a little more attention to the condition of your personal belongs. And stop scowling, you’re going to get wrinkles~
V: I still don’t understand the purpose of clothing… it’s so restricting.
G: I have an idea! Why not -pay- someone to do this for you.

Cue the commentary from her personal peanut gallery; both aliens and yet not quite as strange as some people would initially think. Even after all this time she still found their antics amusing and often annoying. With a hefty sigh Alex readjusted the weight of her load while sliding in to the dorm building.

I have a better one: shut up.

With that she pushed them both in to the back of her mind and locked them their. Sure, she’d catch hell for it later but did she care? Don’t count on it. Alex had been playing this game all too long. It was about this time a certain boy was making his grand entrance and she… didn’t notice. Not until it was too late she bumped right in to him. With a slight ‘oomph’ and gasp escaping her lips from the initial surprise and the oddly potent static shock Alex watched in dismay as her top basket toppled to the floor. T-shirts, pants, a work uniform and few of her more personal items unraveled from their folded neatness out on the floor for all to see.

“This day just gets better and better.” Blinking a few times she went over in her head what had just happened and then turned her attention to the boy briefly. “Sorry about that… excuse me.”

The apology sounded sincere enough as she bent down to retrieve her disheveled clothing. Some might have been put off by the sudden politeness but none of the people in the room knew Alex. Though, there were two particular entities with their proverbial jaws dangling right about now.
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Had Alex been paying much attention when she bumped into the thin man standing in the room, which she clearly wasn't as she'd apologized for bumping into him in the first place, she'd have noticed something a little weird...even by school standards. While that simple bump wasn't enough to break his little electromagnetic 'shell,' it was enough to cause a sort of rippling effect up and down his entire body, clothes and all. Though those weren't really clothes either, so it made sense...in a roundabout sorta way.

Now, had X still had a biological body, one capable of producing hormones and such, he might have taken the opportunity to strike up conversation with the young woman, or even help her pick up her clothes in a relatively transparent attempt to eventually make an attempt at getting a phone number. But thankfully he wasn't, though unfortunately for Alex, that also meant he lacked the sort of self-preserving interest that would keep him from doing what he was about to do. While he did glance briefly at Alex, with an understandable degree of mild curiousity that comes with meeting new people, his attention was quickly diverted to a particular piece of laundry that had managed to stick itself to his wrist.

A sock.

And if you were thinking of anything else, shame on you! Pervert.

Yes, static electricity did seem to have a bit of a downside...as did lacking any sufficient mass to do anything about it. The sock was something, in his mind, far more interesting than the girl picking up her clothes and muttering apologies could ever be...at least unless she managed to get stuck to him as well, but she didn't seem the sort to be vulnerable to static electricity. A flick of the wrist wasn't enough to dislodge the sock, which proved to be the first step in what was likely to be one of the most bizarre displays to ever be seen on the campus...

Glaring at his new foe, Sock (lvl 7, there's levels now), X quickly started to shake his entire arm; first up and down, then side to side in an effort to dislodge the blasted thing. These efforts ultimately proved to be as futile as the first, as his opponent still clung fast to his wrist. This led to an attempt to pull it off with his other hand, which only resulted in the sock stretching out as static cling pulled it in two different directions, then ultimately yanked it back onto X's risk.

Back to square one. But he wasn't out of ideas yet!

...but a few moments later, he was totally out of ideas. Smashing it against the wall hadn't worked, and if anything all the display did was raise a few eyebrows as to just how he could swing at the wall as hard as he did, and not actually do much in the way of impact. Sure he had charred the wall black, but he didn't so much as cause the window panes to tremble even a little bit. Trying to scrape the sock off on the arm of the sofa failed just as miserably, and to X's dismay, even added lint and dust mites to that same arm! After trying to yank the damned thing off with his teeth failed, as well as asking politely, X lost his temper just a little bit, and resorted to a more...drastic approach.

"RELEASE ME OF YOUR PERSISTANT EMBRACE AND BE GONE, WRETCHED FOOT-WARMER!" he cried, before shooting an arc of high voltage electricity shot from his right hand and fried the sock on the spot. Well not literally, it didn't really catch fire, but the smoking sock fell to the ground between X and Alex anyway, thus ending the not-all-that-epic battle between man and warm, fuzzy footwear. At least until X looked down and saw a second sock stuck to his ankle, and shouted obsceneties as he began the entire procedure all over again...
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Indeed, Alex hadn’t been paying much attention. She’d blame it on the other two floating around in her body but then she might get more weird looks. On second thought, she wouldn’t have really cared about that either. Grumbling under her breath ever so slightly she decided that folding everything again would prove far too troublesome and thus scooped up everything in to the basket. Out the corner of her eye she saw X move and it was only then that she took a good look at him.

Blame it on conditioning, AHS held a slew of the strange and unexplainable, or just blame it on her slight lack of interest for not being too shocked by what she saw. In times past the girl had dealt with her share of electricity welders let alone all the shocks that came along with. However, she didn’t so much notice what was really going on so much as she was the way he flailed around. Only a moment later did she put two and two together to realize what he was or at least what she thought he was. Alex could have very well utilized her Valus suit and run a scan on him but that would require too much brain power. She was feeling a tad lazy all of a sudden.

A twinge of guilt pulled her lips down in to a bit of a frown as the poor sock was obliterated. While it meant one less piece of clothing to wash again it also meant she was down one sock and those things loved to pull disappearing acts. As he encountered the second one she thought that perhaps she’d save him some headache and her other sock. Throwing her hand up she tried getting his attention.

“Hold on a sec’… let me get that.” It was ludicrous and maybe even a little dumb on her part but not only had Alex encountered a few electricity wielders in her time she was also a technokinetic. In other words, she was used to getting electrocuted, among other things. Reaching out like a thief she managed to grab the sock and yank it off X’s… body. Naturally this didn’t come without a bit of pain and her hair frizzing up bit.

“Oh geez.” Rolling her eyes up she pat down the would-be bad hair day and examined her hand. All five fingers were present and accounted for. “You pack a nice little sting there… oh yeah, I’m Alex.” She offeredher name as she tossed the sock over in to the discarded basket.
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