"You know… they put the records down there so they can stare at your ass."
Jono remained crouched in front of the shelves, flipping through the box of vinyl records someone had stuck at the very bottom. Crap of every sort crowded the rest of the space; battered paperbacks with their covers falling off, badly battered toys long since abandoned for being too old or — as Jono suspected of the monkey with the cymbals — too horrifying to keep, white elephants and tchotchkes… the abandoned flotsam of hundreds of lives.
The rest of the thrift store was no different. Merchandise was arranged by ‘this is where it fits’, barely illuminated by dim lightbulbs and the thin streams of light that barely managed to filter through the filthy window.
The one time Ms. Frost had been forced to extract Jono during one of his infrequent trips into Boston, she had announced that burning Vaccarro & Sons to the ground would be a public service. Clearly, she didn’t appreciate the treasure cave the little thrift store was. There was always some prize waiting for him on the bottom shelf, near the counter. He’d even managed to dig up a working turntable hidden beneath a pile of shag carpeting after Artie and Leech had liberated his old one.
So far as Jono knew, there was only one Son in the Vaccarro family, and he’d never once set eyes on the boy. Instead, the counter was usually manned by the exuberant Dino or some combination of his three daughters (he’d never bothered to learn their names).
Jono glanced up at Angelo, who stood against one of the rickety shelves with an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips. He was looking at at the counter with a little smirk, and when Jono dared a glance over his shoulder, he could see one of the girls very carefully Not Looking at either of them.
"She’s cute." Angelo murmured, throwing an exaggerated wink at the girl, who squeaked and tried to hide behind a copy of Rolling Stone that had started to go moldy at the corner.
She’s twelve. Jono ignored both the girl with her caked on make up that only made it clear how young she was and Angelo trying to tease both her and him. There was a copy of Edgar Winter’s White Trash calling to him.
Chamber joins the X-Men.
[from Uncanny X-Men (1981) #398]
Given what little we know about Jono’s family life before joining Generation X, I imagine that the shoddy way he was treated while on the X-men did very much feel like home.
Jono was treated so shoddily by the X-Men, I’m sorta shocked he ever went back. But I guess he has no where else to go.
I just made myself sad.
This page has always (to me) summed up how Jono felt about being a “superhero”. He never asked for it, he didn’t want it, and he sure as hell didn’t care if he ever had any contact with any of them ever again, especially after M-Day. Say what you want about his time in New Warriors, I maintain that he only joined because Jubilee was there, and he wanted to keep around a friendly face, to keep himself from committing suicide.
This is one of those moments when I really wish I had a ‘This’ gif.
Figure’d I’d start a new thread for it xD since the other was getting a little long adn I didn’t want to lose anything. Anyway!! My 2cents, beucase It’s very valued, I know xD
I tend to figure that jono’s lost everything that is usually protected by the ribcage, and that the subsequent explosion took out the top half of both his stomach and his liver. He’s got some of both left, though. Then the over flow of fire covers navel to nose more or less.
I’m with Stellar on what happens with food when jono is able to eat. And likely the same thing happens with liquids and other stuff, because his powers unconsciously activate to start burning the foreign material. And technically, as described in the first issue of Generation X, his fire gets described as a “nuclear bio-kinetic field” and I’ve tended to “officially” describe it as a “psionic bio-nuclear bio-kinetic furnace” and then short hands to “psi-fire” because of what it looks like.
More important! How was he able to talk? Obvi, yes he now has a mouth and vocal chords, but there’s no air to pass through the vocal chords to make them work, unless the furnace is also able to produce that when he needs it (and gives bonus points to theory that jono can manipulate things on a molecular level)
(I also might steal that “bloody inferno from navel to nose” line off of you StellarVisionary, if that’s alright)
It’s very possible that, similarly to how Jono’s powers sustain his body, that they could produce whatever he subconsciously need in order to do things like talk.
And you’re more than welcome to gank the line from me. It’s always felt like a very Jono thing to say, with him being both flippant, and very aware of his powers, and what they are, and how they make him look.
I’m putting the whole fic under the cut as I don’t really want to post a wall of text to Tumblr. I’ve fixed some typos and added a few things. Hopefully it’s readable.
Asked by monstershouldntbealone
I saw, I squeed, I’m trying to think of things to add that haven’t been covered and actually tie in to what little Jono’s said about his family. I can make the Leyton thing work, and the money thing. I say the money belongs not directly to Jono’s parents, but to the FAMILY as a whole, and is doled out in allowances to members by the head of the family.
Adding on to that: Starsmores are expected to work FOR the family in some capacity, either in an endeavor they own directly, or by taking on a job that would be of use to the family (such as being a doctor or a lawyer).
Now, going into the more personal stuff: as I’ve stated elsewhere, my headcanon is Jono’s father is a particularly unpleasant, misanthropic Empath, and his mother is a precog who is normally too drunk to function. While Jono’s father is good at making things go his way with people in the short term (when he wants to, anyway), once people are directly outside his sphere of influence, they realize what a MAJOR asshole he is.
And, again with Mummy: too drunk to function.
So basically, neither of them could hold down a straight and proper job for very long, but both have abilities that the family find useful. So they receive enough of a stipend to get by, go along on the family vacations specifically to be obnoxious and horrible at their relatives, and are generally unpleasant. Which means that while they DO get that stipend, they don’t get much more than that.
dorksidefiker said: Source please? I need like burning!
Ha! Sure. It was in Legacy today. I feel this doesn’t spoil much so I’ll post and tag it.
*dies giggling over ‘Chinless Wonder’*
Asked by betterthanlegos
OTP: At the moment, I’m rocking the Jono/Jubilee ship pretty heavily.
Unliked pairing: Jono/Paige in the here-and-now. Stuff set during the time when they were “dating” I like, but I just can’t picture them getting back together.
Unusual OTP: Does Jono/Emma count as unusual?
My BROTP/friendship OTP: Jono/Angelo “Fuck You Chuck Austen” Espinosa
OTP: Megan/Nezhno (I almost put this as my Unusual one, but then I realized which Megan pairing I do that’s more unusual)
Unliked pairing: I don’t like that guy from Generation Hope, and I don’t like them together.
Unusual OTP: It’s sick. It’s wrong on all KINDS of levels. But… Megan/Magik
My BROTP/friendship OTP: Megan/Santo/Victor
The Starsmore clan is a Storm Lord Clan in the UK, known predominately for it’s secretive lodge, an offshoot fo the Lodge of Crew, that, thus far, only includes blood relatives. Jono was a black sheep of the family, having no interest in their shadow politics.