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<td valign="top">[[Image:Jpb.psd.png|left]]'''[[Jean-Paul Beaubier]]''', a prominent sports star before his X-factor status resulted in him being stripped of his Olympic medals, is also a vocal defender of mutant and gay rights. Orphaned at a young age and separated from his twin sister Jeanne-Marie, the Quebecois went from humble origins to join Canada's experimental mutant team, Alpha Flight as "Northstar". It was with this team that he was reunited with his sister, their relationship always a rocky one. When he joined the X-Men for a time, interested in teaching the next generation of mutants, Jean-Paul's flight, speed and invulnerability proved valuable. He returned to Canada after only three months, however, as Jeanne-Marie's mental state became more unstable and they decided to seek treatment for her. It proved to be an unsuccessful plan, Jeanne-Marie turned violent, accidentally killing Jean-Paul's beloved cat and injuring him before fleeing. He spent a year searching unsuccessfully for her, before returning to the school to resume his teaching position. It was not without turmoil, as an old enemy resurfaced and a [[Mnemovore|new one came close to taking his sanity]]. There was an unexpected benefit in the form of Jeanne-Marie's sudden return, drawn by his pain, but eventually Jean-Paul agreed that some distance from the school would help his recovery and the twins relocated to Muir Island. It was he who disappeared next, leaving Muir when he discovered he was unable to control his powers, eventually returning to New York where he spent two years, working for X-Factor Investigations and continuing to try and deal with his trauma. With the [[Genosha_Arc|Genosha incident]] destroying what progress he had made, Jean-Paul decided to return to his roots, leaving for France in June 2012.
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<td valign="top">[[Image:Marrow.psd.png|left]]'''Moment of Awesome - [[Sarah Morlocke]]:''' ''Following her capture in [[Genosha Arc|Genosha]], Sarah “Marrow” Morlocke’s limits were tested in a unique - and terrifying - fashion.''
  
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Sarah looked up at him, exasperated. "Because you are fucking hanging me from the side of a building!" She was beginning to get more agitated in her voice patterns and in her movements, oblivious now to the snagging and scratching noises the harness made as it rubbed against the wall. "This doesn't encourage me to believe anything you say, or to tell you a goddamn thing!"
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The man shook his head. "The only reason you're hanging now is because you refused to answer the questions I asked. I don't want to hurt you, and not just because I doubt you care about pain. You can believe that or not, it doesn't really matter. But believe this: we need these answers. And I'll do whatever I have to do to see nothing like what you people did to us ever happens again."
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He fixed his eyes on her again. He said again, almost gently, "Sarah, who sent you here?"
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"Does anybody really know who sent them here?" She was babbling now, words spilling out in between desperate gulps of air. "I mean, I think my purpose here is to be the main audience for Chuck Palahniuk's novels. Have you read Fight Club? They don't make me feel sane, they just make me feel like being crazy as fuck is also valid. But knowing who sent me to be Chuck's biggest fan? That's a deep question I'm not prepared to answer."
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The interrogator put his hand to his face and rubbed his eyes, as if the thoughtless cascade of words pained him. Thirty seconds ticked by in silence.
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Then she dropped.
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Sarah shrieked, wishing she at least had her arms to claw herself bloody trying to climb back up. She could feel her stomach in her throat, and she got one last good look at the scenery before she slammed her eyes shut, thrashing in the harness with all the momentum she could gather without the use of her arms. Either they were going to let her loose, or she was going to pull the whole thing down and end it herself. Either way, she was fucking done with these bastards.
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The interrogator's shadow fell across her as she hung. He risen to his feet so he could walk over to her, and now he was leaning over the edge. "I can't make you talk," he said with what almost sounded like regret, "but I can give you time to consider your position."
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The shadow disappeared, and from somewhere far beyond the ledge she heard him speak to the guards.
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"Leave her there. In an hour we'll try again."
  
 
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Moment of Awesome - Sarah Morlocke: Following her capture in Genosha, Sarah “Marrow” Morlocke’s limits were tested in a unique - and terrifying - fashion.


Sarah looked up at him, exasperated. "Because you are fucking hanging me from the side of a building!" She was beginning to get more agitated in her voice patterns and in her movements, oblivious now to the snagging and scratching noises the harness made as it rubbed against the wall. "This doesn't encourage me to believe anything you say, or to tell you a goddamn thing!"

The man shook his head. "The only reason you're hanging now is because you refused to answer the questions I asked. I don't want to hurt you, and not just because I doubt you care about pain. You can believe that or not, it doesn't really matter. But believe this: we need these answers. And I'll do whatever I have to do to see nothing like what you people did to us ever happens again."

He fixed his eyes on her again. He said again, almost gently, "Sarah, who sent you here?"

"Does anybody really know who sent them here?" She was babbling now, words spilling out in between desperate gulps of air. "I mean, I think my purpose here is to be the main audience for Chuck Palahniuk's novels. Have you read Fight Club? They don't make me feel sane, they just make me feel like being crazy as fuck is also valid. But knowing who sent me to be Chuck's biggest fan? That's a deep question I'm not prepared to answer."

The interrogator put his hand to his face and rubbed his eyes, as if the thoughtless cascade of words pained him. Thirty seconds ticked by in silence.

Then she dropped.

Sarah shrieked, wishing she at least had her arms to claw herself bloody trying to climb back up. She could feel her stomach in her throat, and she got one last good look at the scenery before she slammed her eyes shut, thrashing in the harness with all the momentum she could gather without the use of her arms. Either they were going to let her loose, or she was going to pull the whole thing down and end it herself. Either way, she was fucking done with these bastards.

The interrogator's shadow fell across her as she hung. He risen to his feet so he could walk over to her, and now he was leaning over the edge. "I can't make you talk," he said with what almost sounded like regret, "but I can give you time to consider your position."

The shadow disappeared, and from somewhere far beyond the ledge she heard him speak to the guards.

"Leave her there. In an hour we'll try again."

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