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"Wait, what the hell? How do you-" The light turned green, but Jean just stood there trying to answer so many questions that she was now left with.

If the multiverse is real, I hope there's some version of me out there that's happy.

/ gimme found family please 🙏 xmen or not. jean is all alone 😭

"Look man, I don't know what you're on about, but I don't have any money." 'You'd think people couldn't get any weirder…' A thought kept to herself, though the look on her face likely said it, too. She peeked at the crosswalk light. Still red. It couldn't go any faster, could it?

"What the hell are you talking about, dude?" She was creeped out to hear her own name, and by the fact that he talked as if he knew her.

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Staring at him . . . Suspiciously.

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Mutant...the word seemed to leave her tongue with a bad taste. That one word was enough mental torture for her. No one ever used it with good intentions. The sudden inability to use her powers should've been the first clue. This was no place for people like her. Jean's only response was silence.-

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She yelled out in pain. The constriction already cutting off blood flow to her hands and feet. Anything tighter would act like a tourniquet and cause irreversible damage. Jean had to think fast, but it took all she had to focus on not passing out from lack of air. Her throat burned, lungs ached -

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████. @telepaths.bsky.social · 01/09/2026

"Like I got shot..." A dry attempt at some humor, she tried to make light of the whole situation. But couldn't bring herself to laugh. Slow movements only, it took her a minute to get to a sitting position on the couch. Halfway upright was the best she could manage. A turkey and provolone -

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/ I'm very sleepy. replies tomorrow ✌️

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████. @telepaths.bsky.social · 01/09/2026

LIKE for a random starter or REPLY with your own !

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/ honestly i'm still trying to get a hold on this character. i'm struggling with longer replies, but banter isn't too hard to do

Panic set in. Jean rushed to the edge of the cell and hit her hands against it. She ran to the other side of her room and did the same. She was stuck. "No!" She banged her fists against the walls. Punched, kicked, rammed with her shoulder. All it did was bloody her knuckles, but she didn't give -

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"Whatever," she swiftly turned on her heels, ignoring Emma, and headed back to her room. There still wasn't much in it. She only had the clothes on her back. Not even something to change into. It would be too easy for Jean to leave. Now that she knew her sister was gone, she had nothing holding -

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/ i appreciate you not lying bc i don't remember who i've been writing with lately

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"I won't lose control again...I know exactly what I'm doing. You don't know what you're talking about..."

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/ I honestly don't know who I still owe replies to. PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU ARE WAITING ON ONE FROM ME!!! I DON'T WANT TO FORGET ANYONE!!!

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Jean wasn't used to having any friends, or anyone on her side for that matter. The one person she had, she lost. Since then, she bounced around from place to place just trying to stay alive. She didn't have much of a plan or any idea or hope for the future. For that reason, she seemed to have a -

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"What are you talking about?" She dried her eyes.