Gambit through Distance

Uncanny mutant hero dude of Earth world, Gambit, is sent for fencing of pro-tourist qualia in the West as shoes evil 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 knew his sharp mentor at the Institute for gifted mutants, Professor X, was wise to advise that his once-friend, Magneto, calculator of bad magnetism, would make for complexity theories of world-terrorism 'art' for an overall timeline of fascism schematics involving the recruitment of mutants of the Blue Planet of extra-human powers boast. Therefore, uncanny mutant/recruit Gambit, heroic man of affable wit(s) took to a special American Homeland hostel-station where he'd anticipate an arrival by one of Magneto's evil-mutant minions, the vile crawling Toad man, who'd challenge Gambit's telepathy image (Facebook-like!).

Magneto was once Professor X's friend, it's certainly truth to mention; but now, the calculator of magnets was truly of the dark-side of applications of extra-human powers and therefore wished to send the vile Toad man to the very-same hostel-station in the American Homeland where hero-Gambit would arrive to offer/provide positivity social media 'jars' for the Institute for gifted mutants (for antiterrorism 'confidence' hyperbole). This was a new 'brand' of war for the new millennium of the Blue Planet of incomplete-arts of Heaven/Hell (Facebook-like!).

MAGNETO: I hate that Professor (damn).

TOAD: Well, I shall find him at some relay-pot stop where heroics is challenged.

MAGNETO: Our legion of mutants of extra-human powers shall find the jars of IQ!

TOAD: The Institute for gifted mutants has become a special treasure island, lord.

MAGNETO: We'll have our own bad wishing well of things of tourism-stops, Toad.

TOAD: Perchance the Professor sends Gambit to make acrobatics for streets?

MAGNETO: There's world culture(s) fair near that Inn-Express where Gambit goes.

TOAD: Maybe this shall be a good magazine-game for paranoia (or fascism).

MAGNETO: Cool.

GAMBIT: Real money, doc.

PROFESSOR-X: You're a great pupil for the stablished Institute for gifted mutants!

GAMBIT: Me thinks your ex-buddy (Magneto) sends Toad-man the devil to a place.

PROFESSOR-X: It's a fortuitous-chance (then) to stand-against that evil Toad-man.

GAMBIT: I'll take this currency 'case' for Inn-Express street-gossip for tourism then!

PROFESSOR-X: Don't take the Toad man lightly, Gambit pal...he's of the darkness.

GAMBIT: I'll use telepathy/acrobatics; make street-IQ for notes (capitalist view).

PROFESSOR-X: Good (Facebook-like!).

"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)