Gambit by the Doors

Work for uncanny mutants at-odds makes for mod-Earth fence of 'cool' languages/links, in this Marvel fanfiction.

X-Men (Marvel Comics) fanfiction. 

DISCLAIMER: This work of comics fanfiction offers no ties to Marvel or its associations/storyboards/avatars and is (therefore) cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/critiques).

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GAMBIT: Well, this work for world-transit image and hostels is home-lean!

PROFESSOR-X: You're a fine mutant patriot/recruit for psychic-IQ for good.

GAMBIT: Me thinks there's American bread/fruit for things of lead, Professor.

PROFESSOR-X: Sounds-dialysis for leviathan/uncertainty, Gambit my pupil!

GAMBIT: Selfie-like.

Friends, Gambit was one of the new mutant recruits for the Institute of gifted mutants in the American Homeland, marshaled and choreographed by Professor X, a great man who trained new age heroes of unusual gifts, like Gambit and Storm, to intercede to protect capitalism theories and the great States from the new dark woes of terrorism and piracy and mad science (Selfie-like!).

Gambit worried the Professor's old buddy, Magneto (calculator of magnet-fields), was now so evil and marshaling his own dark-legion of mutant recruits with super-human telekinetic abilities of fear! He sought to cast himself as a right-stuff man for spy-games of good qualia for substantive mod-Earth antiterrorism fencing jerseys.

MAGNETO: Sounds-dialysis for leviathan/uncertainty, Toad my pupil.

TOAD: I'll mask myself as an Inn Express guardian/security, ha!

MAGNETO: Watch out for Gambit...he's Professor X's 'cool' nerdist.

TOAD: Damn.

"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)