Gambit by Changeling

Mutant hero man/friend of Earth world seeks 'cool' fencing for pro-democracy as chance-evil surfaces for challenges, 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/interpretations).

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GAMBIT: Me thinks an antiterrorism jar for Earth world cool is a cool study.

PROFESSOR X: You're a fine recruit/pupil for my Institute for gifted mutants!

GAMBIT: Me thinks we worry with depth(s) for your adversary (Magneto), sir.

PROFESSOR X: Hard to say Magneto was once my friend, but we're prep-IQ!

GAMBIT: Mutants with extra-human powers makes for duty free religion, no?

PROFESSOR X: Facebook-like (for hard words of Earth fencing and defense).

The uncanny mutant of the Institute for gifted mutants (Gambit) was trained/educated by his wise mentor (Professor-X) to become a rather dash-friendly telepath/acrobat and neon-energized baton use for Earth world fencing and pro-capitalism thinking in the new millennium of 'cool' social media and stories for exchanges/hospitality securities 'consciousness' for all; however, Gambit feared the length(s) of 'examination' championed by the adversarial Magneto, calculator of stranger magnetism, who sought to destroy forms of world imagination for storytelling to build a giant fascist regimen for eerie science-fiction like paranoia (wow).

Professor-X knew Gambit was the right-stuff newest recruit for the established Institute for gifted mutants and prepped him to fight alongside the other hero-mutants of Earth world in the West (American Homeland) and counseled him to be ever-ready for anything dark or bizarre forwarded by Magneto and his evil legion of bad-mutants with extra-human powers, like the agile and crawling acidic Toad who was simply (or only) a messenger of science chaos and deformity (for the Ego!).

MAGNETO: That idealist, Professor X, was once a friend of mine...believe?

TOAD: That's arms.

MAGNETO: Well, we'll erode hospitality's simplicity for rebuild of a Hell-IQ!

TOAD: That's arms.

MAGNETO: Be wary of this newest recruit at the Institute, Toad man (ok).

TOAD: That's arms.

MAGNETO: I'm sure (now!) the Professor deploys Gambit for antiterrorism art.

TOAD: That's arms.

MAGNETO: Worry not for our empire-daydream, Toad man...we're chiral.

TOAD: That's arms.

"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)