Gambit and Checking

Uncanny mutant friend of Earth seeks defenses of American Homeland comforts in the face of a rival/axis of 'chandelier' evil, 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 cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/interpretation).

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Gambit knew his sharp-mentor (Professor X) thought of him as a good recruit/pupil for the established Institute for gifted mutants. The Institute represented antiterrorism and 'proper' use/application of extra-human powers, and Gambit, acrobat/telepath, hoped to offer the good Professor some sharp languages of fencing for capitalism 'ethos' confidence in the face of his once-friend and now-rival (and adversary!) Magneto, manipulator of bad magnetism (wow). Gambit considered himself (therefore) his own Selfie age defender (for everyday thought/storytelling).

MAGNETO: That idealist Professor makes 'mark' of that Institute as a liberty-symbol.

TOAD: Damn...well, we've our own 'legion' (now!) of mutants of bad language, lord.

MAGNETO: Maybe we make some acid/erosion imagery at Ellis Island (immigration).

TOAD: The 'new' TrumpUSA has marks of American Homeland commerce watercolor.

MAGNETO: Good...we'll forge some hideous bridge of paranoia for world-hostels!

TOAD: Selfie-like (for leviathan/uncertainty).

Gambit parked himself at an American Homeland 'hostel' (Inn Express) where lounge-TV for 'view' of sportsmanship (football!) hospitality culture on any given Sunday prompted Earth world infrastructure standards and comfort(s) for things of mod-world woes and 'troubles' (e.g., piracy, terrorism, malady, jitters). Gambit wondered if Magneto's evil-mutant minion recruit (the Toad) would find tracks to make the Inn Express a stalemate-fear(s) of things dark (or jagged).

PROFESSOR-X: Good work, my friend.

GAMBIT: Toad tracked me to the hostel, sir (damn!).

PROFESSOR-X: Good thinking to use your 'magic' baton for mind/muscle for art!

GAMBIT: The Earth (and the American Homeland) offers smoke for smokers, sir, ok.

PROFESSOR-X: Well, our fine Institute for gifted mutants has mark of history now.

GAMBIT: Maybe it's Earth...Earth's jagged (cool).

"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)