Mar. 4th, 2005

You scored as Cyclops. Codename: Cyclops
Full Name: Scott Summers
Mutant Powers: Optic blasts of intense light-beams.

Scott Summers was an early follower of Xavier's dream and a mutant that suffered all his life.As a young boy, Scott and his brother, Alex Summers, were with his parents on a plane of his dad. But then, a SHIAR ship destroyed the plane, capturing both Scott´s mother and father. Just before being kidnapped, Scott´s father, Major Christopher Summers, gave a parachute to his sons and dropped them out of the plane. The ´chute didn´t open, and Scott first manifested his mutant powers, as he used his optic blasts to slow down the fall. The boys were found in a forest, sleeping. Alex was adopted by a family, but Scott was sent to an orphanage, that was owned by Nathaniel Essex, a.k.a. Mr. Sinister. Sinister discovered the genetical potencial that lied within Scott, and began to make experiments on him. Many years later, Charles Xavier found Scott by using Cerebro, and took him away from the orphanage. Before he left, Sinister took away Scott's memories of his time there.

Cyclops was a member of the original five X-men, and there he fell in love with another teammate, Marvel Girl, or Jean Grey. Eventually, he met his brother, Alex, who now went by the name of Havok, and later his father, who now called himself Cosair and was leader of an alien vessel that fought in space.


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Cyclops

75%

Beast

70%

Nightcrawler

70%

Shadowcat

70%

Professor X

60%

Storm

60%

Iceman

60%

Rogue

50%

Banshee

45%

Wolverine

45%

Colossus

40%

Jean Grey

40%

Archangel

35%

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I am so tired, it even strains me to type.
I don't really know why, but it seems I did too much work and had too little sleep last week.
I didn't do so many different things this week than the week before, maybe except swimming. But I feel as if I have been dragging Sisyphos' rock up the hill several times.
Surely some of the things I do seem equally pointless.

Yesterday I went into a small café in Hammelburg after the library closed. One of the few places that are open until after 6pm. I got something to eat and wrote a bit. Imagine sitting in a café and write fiction - I feel like JKR. No, not really. But it would be a nice idea.

My hands smell strange. I don't know why.

I really don't have anything of importance to say.
From time to time, I have these moments when I think "this should go into LJ", but then it takes so long until I finally get to a computer that I forget about it or it doesn't seem so interesting anymore.

I think I caught up with the friends page. I don't know, I have been reading only sporadically and might have missed some posts. Tell me when you think I've overlooked a post you'd expected me to comment on. (Imagine this, only a few months ago there was hardly any post I didn't comment on, now I don't even have time to read.)

When I am home on weekends, I feel so useless.

Note: I seem to have gained a new friend through [livejournal.com profile] scathedobsidian. Hello, [livejournal.com profile] kgb1138. [Insert witty welcoming message here. I am too tired to make one up]

Tomorrow, I'll have been on LJ for nine months.

I wonder whether I should love or hate DB for always providing me with words to go with my feelings.

Oh no love! you're not alone
You're watching yourself but you're too unfair
You got your head all tangled up but if I could only make you care
Oh no love! you're not alone
No matter what or who you've been
No matter when or where you've seen
All the knives seem to lacerate your brain
I've had my share, I'll help you with the pain
You're not alone

Just turn on with me and you're not alone
Let's turn on with me and you're not alone
Let's turn on and be not alone
Gimme your hands 'cos you're wonderful
Gimme your hands 'cos you're wonderful
Oh gimme your hands

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