"M'not here. Leave a message."

[Messages for Remy or his mun can be left here]

LINK: Only untouchable to chicken shit pansies.

LINK: Pyro had no idea what he was thinking. Well, he knew a little of what he was thinking. He was thinking about Sage and getting into her panties. He was thinking about the friends he'd left behind. He was thinking that maybe - just maybe - he'd had his rebel without a cause moment, and it was time to find out just where he really belonged. He was still sitting behind the wheel of the rental car as he tapped his fingers of one hand against the steering wheel, and flicked the cap of his lighter up and down with his other hand. It was the same lighter he'd had for years, the one thing that had meant the world to him...

Remy and Rogue's [verse] luxure (canon) is now moving in it's entirety to a new comm constructed based on their world created in that verse:

noiredeluxure

As they managed to collect X-Men and Marvel canon mate muses along the way, this verse had grown and thrived to the point it became necessary for us to move it all to a comm of its own for us to be able to follow the plot from this point on. I will attempt to log all relevant prompts here via Remy's journal, and also any musebysentence, musebyrp and sixwordstories threads Remy starts. However, this whole verse and plot will now be continuously played out at noiredeluxure, which has now become Remy's MAIN VERSE.

More info on the comm and the characters can be found HERE.

LINK: Someone is really going to die.

LINK: Merde! Which connard stole my smokes?

LINK: When Rogue looked up and caught him blatantly and shamelessly perving on her across the dining room, he couldn't help but slipping his tongue out and trailing it slowly and suggestively along the back of his spoon, his red eyes locked deviously with hers.