Beast/Morph: Institutional Jaws

X-Men (Marvel) adaptation tale of gifted mutants negotiating the 'sanity' of loyalties for powers of jersey.

X-Men fanfiction (Marvel Comics). Happy Holidays, 

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Beast was concerned that his buddy (Morph) at Professor X's Institute for the gifted mutants of Earth was challenged for his emotions concerning ethics and applied values useful for the Professor defying the whims of his old-mutant psychic-powers rival captain Magneto who sought only to recruit 'deviant' mutants willing to exert power to complicate the infrastructure securities work of mod-civilization intelligence (Facebook-like!).

BEAST: You seek only these whims of self-conscious superstitions of power.

MORPH: I can't help but feel my weird brain-weaves draw me to insanity!

BEAST: As you know, I harness my trek-IQ for contours of wit with wits.

MORPH: Well, my 'uncanny' gift of impersonating others' identity shocks!

BEAST: We must harness our (shared?) gifts of mind-force for greatness.

MORPH: I wonder if Magneto would include me in some cathartic anarchy!

BEAST: My view here is to harness our (shared?) gifts for cyber-oculus.

MORPH: Maybe (Selfie-like).

Morph was too wild-eyed, and his youthful nature made his power of identity-mimicry something of a schizophrenia frailty for his brain. At least Beast, the more brooding and nerdist-minded of the two mutants under the Professor's care at the Institute, wished to apply his 'uncanny' educational interests for controlling Morph's weird chaos and forwarding his motivation to keep him an asset for the Institute's 'IQ' for youth-mobilization definition (Facebook-like!).

Beast/Morph enjoyed a temp-stay at a fancy Euro (French) toast of hospitality-readings area, a hostel-station of sorts, where they sought special adjectives for cleats of the defenses of democracy-defense as gifted mutants under the Professor's care, for some shared conversational wisdom concerning incomplete-distances readings to the leviathan/uncertainty of Earth's instant frailties of fortune/capitalism.

BEAST: Let's defend some niche or 'wonderwall' of the Paris Games, Morph!

MORPH: Well, I can say at the very least my worry concerns worlds-labors.

BEAST: If you turn to the agenda of Magneto, we weaken our IQ for teams.

MORPH: You've always been a notes-man of all things sportsmanship, Beast.

BEAST: Let's say I find some Rationalism in the calm of zeitgeist, buddy.

MORPH: Maybe (Selfie-like).

Beast took his youthfully-schizophrenic mutant-buddy (Morph) to a Paris library where microfiche readings of some IQ-work concerning post-WWII Roswell-invasion paranoia lore linked with American proclivity of entreating lifestyle oddities-indulgences made for some interesting mutant consciousness image of Earthling bonds for jitters. Would Morph remain loyal to the Professor (for the Ego)?

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)