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[mathemagier]

If someone were to discover that they possessed an ability that had the potential to endanger the lives of those around them, what sort of options would they be looking at?

Other than resorting to criminal detainment of course, and where learning control is not an option, as it simply doesn't function in a controllable manner.

So essentially what I'm asking is, is it possible to voluntarily arrange for import abilities to be suppressed? Are there any non-permanent options? What sort of side-effects could one expect from undergoing such a process?

You'll have to forgive the lack of details I'm afraid, as they aren't mine to share.

[He's asking for a friend okay. Yeah when's the last time anyone bought that. Still though, it's true.]

Feel free to list any contacts you may have regarding this issue.

Thank you.

Comments

[driftsintobuffetline]

Also, THIS NERD programmed GIANT FIGHTING ROBOTS, ok?

Hermann, at least tell people the cool stuff your degree DID do for you.

[mathemagier]

Good god, Newton, it's called modesty- something you're rather unfamiliar with.

[driftsintobuffetline]

You can be modest and still be like I CLOSED A DIMENSIONAL BREACH AND PROGRAMMED GIANT ROBOTS BECAUSE I HAVE MATH POWERS. It's stating a FACT. The dude's a geneticist telepath from the 1970s. He's got enough cool-points that you don't have to worry about this becoming a pissing contest.

[mathemagier]

It isn't a contest, so forgive me if I don't feel the need to brag about any of it. And it's not as if I was the sole contributer in either case. As I recall, you had a rather large hand in the latter scenario as well.

[driftsintobuffetline]

Don't change the subject, dude. We're talking about you and how you need to be a little more out and proud about your resume.

[mathemagier]

If this was our earth, I certainly would be. But our work was only relevant to our dimension, not so much this one. Not to mention that I don't need anyone asking me to recreate the Jaegers.

[excessivehubris]

[ Seriously, somewhere in Nonah, Charles is laughing himself almost out of his chair.

Though he's also carefully reading as well. ]