Gambit/Mystique: American Duke

Pro-optimism for sports/TV/student-life marks Gambit's fencing for jars in the Carolinas for Professor X's share-divine Institute, in this Marvel fanfiction.

X-Men (Marvel Comics) fanfiction. Here comes Super Bowl stuff (wow), 

DISCLAIMER: This work of comics fanfiction contains images/references (e.g., Duke basketball) with no ties to Marvel or its associations/storyboards/avatars and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/interpretation).

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GAMBIT: You want me make special Carolinas securities fencing against evil.

PROFESSOR X: You're one of my best acrobat mutant patriot recruits/pupils.

GAMBIT: Aha, good media languages for the Institute for gifted mutants, sir!

PROFESSOR X: Gambit, you know my rival Magneto shall deploy an evil one.

GAMBIT: Me thinks he send femme-siren Mystique to pose as policewoman.

PROFESSOR X: Ensure a smooth transition as basketball/football starts there.

GAMBIT: Good languages for college/pro sports culture confidence in USA?

PROFESSOR X: If there's an Institute presence in the Carolinas, we shine, pal.

GAMBIT: Thanx for the great chance to stand against Mystique then, sir (ha).

PROFESSOR X: Godspeed, Gambit my student (Facebook-like!).

MAGNETO: I've no doubt, bad girl, Professor X shall deploy a guardian now.

MYSTIQUE: I'll shape-shift using my psyche-powers to veil as a cop-lady, man.

MAGNETO: Make sure there's some local Carolinas college/pro sports theft!

MYSTIQUE: Maybe we can orchestrate some loss of a culture-icon toy-gem?

MAGNETO: Frame the theft and cast the Professor's hero as a fool/helpless.
MYSTIQUE: Then you swoop in with electric/magnetic fields disturbances?

MAGNETO: We'll see if Professor X can 'spin' this terrorism to jardinieres.
MYSTIQUE: Ooh, a Duke basketball card-memoir for jingle springs then, man.

MAGNETO: Selfie-like (go).

GAMBIT: You no like this Duke card/athlete for Carolinas flares, bad-lady?
MYSTIQUE: I know of the fame of that era of Coach K's emerging Duke force!

GAMBIT: Yeah, Quin Snyder was nice...it's why this Carolinas school has card.

MYSTIQUE: Now that the card's lifted and folks rant about random vandalism?

GAMBIT: I here for the Institute to control the Hell you make, bad-lady, ok?

MYSTIQUE: What shall you do, hero idealist man (hmmm)?

GAMBIT: I been educated by Professor X himself...me make fan-circus song.

MYSTIQUE: Damn (Selfie-like).

GAMBIT: Ha (farewell, bad enemy).

MAGNETO: You sent that musketeer of roads, Gambit, to cast folk-dancing.

PROFESSOR X: We used to be friends, you and I (damn).

MAGNETO: Mystique made quite the fun with her cop/vandalism prank there!

PROFESSOR X: That was Carolinas evil as school basketball/football sparked.

MAGNETO: Well, Gambit's little street-fan circus song media made TV.

PROFESSOR X: When you arrived with your bomb, he made light-monitors, no?
MAGNETO: Facebook-like (we'll dance again).

GAMBIT: Why Carolinas, sir?
PROFESSOR X: Magneto, evil mind, calculated perfectly USA-tone of cultures.

GAMBIT: Football/basketball things for students and TV-writers for anarchy.

PRFOESSOR X: Your street-control for fan-treasure intuition was classic, pal.

GAMBIT: This was cool beans, sir...I met a Duke-fan who had magic-card copy.

PROFESSOR X: Teamwork and citizenship fencing makes Earthling hostel, pal.

GAMBIT: Mystique was raw evil for anarchy invocative of street riots, maybe!

PROFESSOR X: Your citizen/fan friend with that 'magic-card copy' was a hero.

GAMBIT: Facebook-like (thanx).

Friends, Professor X was shrewd and wise to deploy his hero-man mutant patriot recruit/student Gambit to the Carolinas to control the micro-fire created by the evil mutant siren-psychic Mystique who otherwise would've made some media/culture/local streets-jitters and chaos pre-emptive of Magneto's pronounced electric/magnetic fields explosion message of sportsmanship disorientation for modern Earthling terrorism qualia (wow). Gambit cheered the micro-miracle and zoomed abroad to enjoy a world-fare music miracle (opera-show!) to remind himself all darkness was (always) contoured with very-special axes for certain (human?) jagged shells...for sportsmanship/fashion chalk.

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

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