Whale Man Tries to Turn Around And Walk Back Into the Rift

[encoreinthedeep]

Type: Text
Sender ID: encoreinthedeep (Ulpianus)
To: Everyone
Subject: Return
Warnings: None

Requesting all available information on how to return to my own world.

[ He sends this message within ten seconds of receiving his shellphone. ]

Comments

[serendipitously]

As you wish. My people are called mutants, sometimes referred to as homo superiors. We're born with a gene referred to as the X-Gene. It's this gene that separates us from regular humans, homo sapiens.

When puberty hits the gene activates and mutates us, causing a variety of different gifts to form. There's no real way to predict what mutation one may end up with, some are merely abilities while others are physical mutations such as wings or fur.

Originally my gift was telepathy, the ability to read minds among other things. It's made me rather adapt at understanding the mind, from it's traumas to it's motives.

[encoreinthedeep]

[ Oh hell YEAH genetics!!! He knows all about that (while his player doesn't).

... But what he also knows is how divided humanity is. He can't help the brief thought that there must be tension between mutants and regular humans. ]

Then you are indeed not who I hoped you to be.

You say "originally". How did your gift change over time?