Gambit is Decimals-Bound

Uncanny mutant aide of Earth, Gambit, seeks cool Institute media for his mentor (Professor X) to subvert the schemes of a surfaced evil, in this Marvel fanfiction.

X-Men (Marvel Comics) fanfiction. 

DISCLAIMER: This work of comics fanfiction offers no ties to Marvel or its storyboards/associations/storyboards and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/interpretation).

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Gambit wondered about new millennium challenges to antiterrorism-language(s) as the new recruit/pupil at the Institute for gifted mutants in the West (American Homeland) and worried his mentor (Professor-X) would find menace-hell in the form of the adversarial mutant of magnets, Magneto. Gambit wondered if the Institute would offer 'cool' social media for jars of fencing and American capitalism rhetoric in this new Earth of exchanges-linked traffic securities and intelligence and how he'd contribute to such Earth world jardinieres (for the Ego!).

MAGNETO: Go to a field of football for a terrorist-image, Toad man.

TOAD: As one of your recruits of Hell, I'd find such a 'task' worth its fun-weight, ha.

MAGNETO: I'll choreograph the magnet-field distortion to complement for news!

TOAD: Perchance that idealist Professor marks us as adversarial-serious, lord.

MAGNETO: We're prepped for extra-human powers application for bad tourism!

TOAD: This war is on, and the Institute's new pupil, Gambit, is my rival, lord (ha).

MAGNETO: Cool (Selfie like for capitalism disorientation for our power).

Gambit knew that if he provided the right stuff media and image for Institute hype, the Professor would be pleased and affirmed in his applications of telepathy/idealism in this new millennium of Earth-IQ for commerce/transit/hospitality jars of good exchange(s) for fortune-defense and globalism 'things' of shining (ok). He also knew Magneto would deploy one of his adversarial mutants to some sports-field where imagery of lasers and vision would parallel the 'things' of Blue Planet shield.

PROFESSOR-X: You're a 'cool' pupil for my Institute for gifted mutants, Gambit!

GAMBIT: I'll find some psyche-reading to determine where Toad is sent for Hell, sir.

PROFESSOR-X: Magneto was once my friend but now complicates our defense-IQ.

GAMBIT: Maybe this work for antiterrorism 'things' of our Blue-Planet is simplified!

PROFESSOR-X: That's bound-Rationalism for the languages of our mission/note, ok.

GAMBIT: Facebook-like (for Heaven/Hell).

"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)