Welcome to X-Men: Unhinged Evolution!

We are an alternate universe X-Men: Evolution roleplaying game that accepts canon/original characters and fun, creative writers. The time is set before season 1.

Mutants are not yet known to the public, but when superpowers are in the hands of hormonal teenagers who knows how long that will last. Professor Xavier is doing his best to delay the process by homing these young mutants and teaching them to control their powers. Magneto and Mystique are doing something similar.

So far, the only mutants living at the Xavier Institute are Ororo and Logan, whereas the Brotherhood of Bayville Boarding House is virtually unoccupied.
Who will be next? Who will be the X-Men? Who will be the Brotherhood?

You decide.

Happy roleplaying!
-Your friendly neighborhood admins

| Rules | Premise | Cast List |
| Teams | Playbys | Powers |
| Apply | Canons | The Show |

username:
password:
 



Guanine
Adenine
Thymine
Cytosine

If you have a question or concern regarding the site, feel free to contact any one of us. We don't bite!
 



Current Year: 2017
Current Month: February
Current Weather: Cold air, Snows occasionally


Bayville gets slammed with a snow storm in early February and as such the high school is closed for a couple of days. Due to inclement weather, there will be no school February 6th and February 7th. Shovel out your vehicles then run back inside to warm up by the fire with some cocoa.

Don't forget that Winter Break is happening the week of February 20th through the 24th!


Use when starting IC threads:
Year 2017 Calendar
 


 















Listed At Mutant Revolution Online | Nexus: Redefined | | HH | ACADEMY X | We Are Warriors | | ANTIGRAVITY | MutantNova | FLAWED GENETICS | X-Men: Grandchildren of the Atom | X-Fusion | |

Vote for us!
| RPG Initiative Topsites

RPG-D

 



All copyrights reserved, X-Men: Unhinged Evolution is a product of Marvel's Franchise, the X-Men and the TV show series, X-Men: Evolution. No copyright infringement is intended. Unless otherwise stated, all other rights belong to XUE, do not take anything without explicit permission.



Skin Reformat: Adenine
Coding: Mich & Adenine & Sax
Graphics: Adenine & Sax
Sidebar: Dana & Adenine
 

 



  Add ReplyNew TopicNew Poll

 Here, I'm Gonna Stay, X-23, Wolverine, open?
Kitty Pryde
 Posted: May 4 2017, 04:32 AM
Quote Post

What?
Sample Image
Group: X-Men (Admin)
Posts: 43
Joined: 14-March 17
Sample Image
Age: 16
Mutant Power: Intangibility
Codename: Shadowcat
Sample Image
Written by: Thymine
Cerebro File | Board History
Sample Image


The Xavier Institute
Tuesday, February 7



"X! We need you! In the hangar, STAT!" Kitty's voice belted into X-23's bedroom. Though she was trying her best to seem urgent, she still had all the non-flare of Kitty Pryde, and it mostly just came across like she had to pee, and was maybe a little hungover. And her voice was not coming from the hall. Not through the door. Instead, X might have seen Kitty's stupid head raise up through her floor and disappear again the moment she was done yelling.

But then a second later, just her head rose up through the floor again, "But you need to wear these! It's so important!" Again, a little absent, but still totally excited or something. Her hand then came up through the floor, holding a box wrapped in unfathomably wrinkled tinfoil, with a shoelace strung around it and tight into a really lazy bow. Kitty didn't feel like going back to the store when she remembered she didn't have any wrapping paper, so she had to settle for what she could find in the kitchen.

She left the present there on the floor and sunk down into oblivion again. X would find a brand new pair of roller skates in there, a size too big.

When X eventually made it out of her room, she'd see a series of Post-It notes with sharpie notes on them.

[Follow Me!
------>
-Kitty Pryde]

As if she'd forget.

[Keep going!
-Kitty Pryde]


[Use this Elevator!
\/
-Kitty Pryde]

Inside the elevator, there was a little candy-striped, pink and green cone hat with a fuzzy, pink ball on the point, and a circle of green fuzz around the mouth.

It came with it's own Post-It.
[Totally Put Me On! It's a Mission!
-Kitty Pryde]


Down in the sub-basement, after Kitty ghosted through the various levels of the institute, she was prepared for X-23's arrival. It was a big day. Maybe not for anyone else, but Bayville High was closed because of the snow, and Kitty had a lot of free time, and she got herself all worked up over X-23 just being named a product number she'd find under any barcode. It was totally fucked up! Everybody should have a name!

But given that Kitty wasn't the tops with any sort of craftwork, she just had to settle on anything she'd find at the only office supply store that stayed open through the snow and was within reasonable distance. So.

Draped from one end to the other on the tail of the X-Jet, because the ceiling in the hangar was way too high, was a big white sign accented in baby-powder-pink with, "WELCOME HOME BABY LAURIE LAURA!" She'd apparently fucked up and written Transonic's name down at first, for no reason.

Behind the sign was a penis piñata - they were fresh out of the typical donkey, and the only other one was a cat, and Kitty didn't feel like dealing with those stupid jokes. It had also taken her a good twenty minutes in the office supply store before she realized she was in a porn shop that apparently didn't check IDs. It was stocked with baby shower and bachelorette party supplies - google was fucking weird, no matter how good Kitty was at the computer.

She left after getting what she could and headed for a 7-11, which was why the piñata was filled with a bunch of Blow Pops and individual-size bags of Doritos. There was also a half empty cherry Slurpee on a table Kitty had set up. Next to the Slurpee was a manilla folder, and next to that was a little cake from any bakery in any market, except a piece was missing, because it was a really long subway ride, and she had walked around so much looking for all this shit. But she did manage to rope some poor sap into writing with some fancy letters on top.

Happy name!
You're Laura...
-Kitty Pryde


Kitty had set Xavier up with his own hat atop that bald cueball, and made him sit next to the table to "anxiously await X-23's arrival".

Kitty, herself, was circling the whole display on her own roller skates. She was decked out in a pair of rainbow stockings under her kneepads, pair of black denim cut-off shorts, and a lumpy white sweater with long sleeves, but cut off just over the navel. It was her Mom's in the 90s, but she stole it because it was comfortable. And, of course, her own derpy cone hat.

Kitty had her super clever song choice playing on a loop from her laptop, and aside from the warehouse lights of the Hangar, she also brought down her hefty, revolving, rainbow strobe globe that she liked to put on when she "had" to smoke her medicine. She had rehearsed, really, like a lot, a makeshift dance that she came up with. It mostly just involved a lot of lazy arm gesticulations and vague convulsing that still managed to result in three days of neck pains, but she was determined to put on a show for the little shit.

As she circled around the front of the display again, she swiped up the last hat that was sitting on the table. In the same easy glide around, she tossed it at Logan. "Seriously, put it on, it's like really important, Gahd."



Laura Kinney Logan
No New Posts
^
Laura Kinney
 Posted: May 6 2017, 12:58 AM
Quote Post

Stabby McStabbers
Sample Image
Group: X-Men
Posts: 41
Joined: 24-March 17
Sample Image
Age: 12
Mutant Power: Self-healing, Feral, Claws
Codename: X-23
Sample Image
Written by: Raven
Cerebro File | Board History
Sample Image


For some, probably most, thirteen-year-old girls, having Kitty phase through their floor without warning, even assuming they knew who Kitty was and what she could do, would’ve been an issue. There was the possibility of getting caught dancing naked in the mirror, practicing dumb faces also in the mirror, following dark rabbit trails on google. Not only didn’t X do any of those things - aside from practicing her smile in the mirror, which looked like she was practicing dumb faces - she’d spent most of her life on display in a concrete room where privacy simply wasn’t a thing.

Going into red alert when Kitty appeared out of nowhere and started yelling was still a thing though.

At the first Kitty shout, X whirled around on her bed where she was studying current internet memes on her school-provided laptop, her nostrils flaring, her hand claws releasing into her bed. -snikt- She sniffed quickly, retracting her claws, a puff of stuffing popping out of her mattress. ”Oh, hi Kitty, okay. I will be right down.”

She had learned that Kitty yelling about something didn’t necessarily equal the threat level her tone of voice carried.

X was off her bed, undressing to put on her uniform when Kitty popped in again. She barely managed a ”What is it?” before the older girl was gone again. X shrugged and picked up the box. It was… a present. Why was Kitty giving her a present? Her cheeks flushed as she pulled at the foil. Why did she feel pleased and embarrassed at the same time?

She stared at the skates for a full thirty seconds without moving. Shoes… with wheels? Was this some kind of training exercise? She did a quick google search of shoes with wheels and nothing she found looked like what was in the box. She had no idea what was going on, but disappointing Kitty wasn’t an option, so she fumbled over the shoes, finally getting them on her feet and tied tight enough so she didn’t wobble. As much. By the time she’d made it down the hall and to Kitty’s second sign she had to take advantage of her healing factor twice.

Luckily there were handrails in the elevator.

By the time she got to the hangar she was able to roll ten feet without stumbling. She curved into the huge room, her arms windmilling to slow her down, to see Kitty’s setup. The cake, the hats, the strange hanging object shaped like male genitals. And Professor Xavier was sitting there with a hat on his head looking both regal - as usual - and a bit silly.

”Um, this is…” It was a party, she knew that much, but why? ”This is… what exactly is this? Who is baby Laura?”
No New Posts
^
Logan
 Posted: May 7 2017, 09:06 PM
Quote Post

Snikt.
Sample Image
Group: X-Men
Posts: 32
Joined: 3-April 17
Sample Image
Age: 180
Mutant Power: Healing factor, enhanced senses, and deadly claws.
Codename: Wolverine
Sample Image
Written by: Sax
Cerebro File | Board History
Sample Image


Logan was in a mental duel with himself. See, he didn't like parties. Too many people being happy and chipper got on his nerves. But X-23--no, Laura--was... family. Or something close to it. Family was supposed to go to other people's parties, right? It was a foreign concept to the Canadian feral and he didn't know how to feel. Ultimately he decided to go (obviously), but that didn't mean a little voice wasn't inside of his head saying, 'Be free! There's other things to do then to sit and wear a damn--'

"Seriously, put it on, it's like really important, Gahd."

He glared at Mouthy Smart-Ass, feeling a snarl pepper on his lips as he was seconds away from crumpling the hat in his fist. He heard his name in his head--chiding and direct. He rolled his eyes toward Charles, moments away from telling the telepath how he really felt, but the wheel-chaired-bound man reminded him this was for Laura.

A party.

For his family.

Damnit, he put on the hat, looked like a doofus with a cone on his head, crossed his arms, slid into his chair, and wished he could stomp off and find a "real" party that didn't involve children or brightly colored phallic symbols. Why the hell did Charles let that thing inside of the hangar? And what was with this music? Jesus Christ, did Dipshit have too much time on her hands to find every inappropriate thing she possibly could? Logan could change that fast.

His name hit his head again. He grumbled.

Logan didn't know the exact details behind Kitty's naming extravaganza and left the brunette to answer Laura's question. During that time, he stood up and grabbed a lidded box on the table. It was pre-wrapped (damn if Logan knew how to wrap a present), but all Laura had to do was pull the lid off to reveal its contents.

"Before you do anything else, open this." He walked to Laura, handing her the box, a certain kind of dread kneading at his stomach. Was it right to worry that she wouldn't like the cowboy hat he got her? It wasn't like his--it was too crisp and clean, a different shade, brand-new, but that was the beauty of hats. The more worn they got, the more character they received. Kind of like Logan himself.

"Hope you like it."
No New Posts
^
Kitty Pryde
 Posted: May 9 2017, 05:37 PM
Quote Post

What?
Sample Image
Group: X-Men (Admin)
Posts: 43
Joined: 14-March 17
Sample Image
Age: 16
Mutant Power: Intangibility
Codename: Shadowcat
Sample Image
Written by: Thymine
Cerebro File | Board History
Sample Image


Kitty and Xavier had been in a bit of cahoots for the last few days. She'd approached him regarding X-23's name, what she'd use when she was eventually enrolled in school. Apparently, given her particularly abnormal circumstances, he still had some aptitude testing to get through with her in order to place her where she'd most benefit. However, he had been preparing for her day of enrollment, which meant acquiring the right documentation for her. Enter: Kitty Pryde, world renowned computer hacking extraordinaire. Though Xavier likely didn't need her help, what with his connections everywhere, it was obvious she wasn't taking 'no' for an answer. When did Kitty ever take 'no' for an answer?

Kitty took a hard 90 degree turn as the bell of the elevator cued the door to open, with an unsteady X-23 gliding out as awkward as Kitty was in just regular shoes. Kitty ghosted through the table to meet up with the X-Men's youngest, nabbing the manilla folder as she did.

Witnessing Mister Logan finally growing a pair and giving her a present of his own was pretty much a remarkable sight. Given his surly demeanor, she wouldn't expect to see such a thing, even if X was his daughter-clone-thingy-majig. But it was totes adorbs, at least while Kitty's head was still dancing to the shitbag music.

Before that tender moment made Kitty forget what she wanted to say, particularly in response to X-23's fervid confusion, she thrust the manilla folder forward.

In it, all the documentation she'd need to be a verifiable, human-mutant, independently dependent person. This included a social security number, a birth certificated with the date she'd given them, a passport, and blank but at least present medical and dental records that were hacked into the systems. All this served multiple purposes. It would blend her in with society more, allow her an easier transition into the schooling system and eventual independence if she chose it, and perhaps most importantly, it even served as a mask for her and Hydra. Though Kitty was a bit absent on those details, from Xavier's perspective, someone with all the necessary documentation wouldn't be what Hydra was looking for. While X-23 might have been trained to fit in with society, at least by appearances alone in a form of espionage [or whatever], she'd be hard pressed to acquire this level of identification and documentation.

"Mister Xav-"

"Professor."

Eye roll. "Professor Xavier was talking about you and school. And the other night, I was on the roof smo- I was just on the roof," she caught herself. Though she assumed her medicine was already surely discovered by this point, no one had addressed it to her yet, and she'd hide it out of total respect for as long as she could. "I was like like, 'Man. X doesn't even have a name.' I mean, you know what I mean. Like, not a name name. Y'know? It's just like a product number. And I was all, 'That totally sucks, man, I should do something.' And after the medicine wore off, I found the note I left myself so I didn't forget, telling me to do something."

Kitty was circling the table on her skates again, keeping her voice up over the music - not that she needed to, what with a telepath likely sucking out her brain, and two enhanced hearing freaks. "And then I was like, hey, we should name her. Because you're supposed to get named by people who care about you."

She slowed her skating and rolled to a natural stop between X-23 and Xavier. Sighing, bored and maybe a little embarrassed of her own explanation and methods, "So then I like... went around to everybody in the institute and got a list of everybody's favorite names, and the ones that were repeated the most got voted on. And we all decided you look like a Laura."

She turned to Xavier, "And so then I was thinking up a last name, but I didn't know Logan's so I asked Mist- Professor Xavier what he thought..."

"Over the years, I've acquired a list of names at my disposal. Protective identification, should any immediate threats arise that might call for traveling with particular discretion. I gave Kitty access to the list."

"Yeah, and I chose Kinney, because Sleater-Kinney's the shit."

"Kitty felt it would be a lovely surp-"

"Shut up, Professor, Gahd." Embarrassed, because now, after all this, she felt like a total nerd-loser with way too much spare time. "Anyway, it's there if you want it, but you can like, change it and stuff." It's no big deal..............

"I didn't make a middle name. I figured since all the students voted on the first name, and Xavier had the last name, then it might be cool for you two to come up with the middle if you wanted one."

Kitty started skating again, assuming the speed and risk of falling on her face and losing a tooth or four might thrill her humiliation away. "So to answer your question, you're baby Laura. Y'know. If you want, or whatever."
No New Posts
^
Laura Kinney
 Posted: May 17 2017, 05:26 AM
Quote Post

Stabby McStabbers
Sample Image
Group: X-Men
Posts: 41
Joined: 24-March 17
Sample Image
Age: 12
Mutant Power: Self-healing, Feral, Claws
Codename: X-23
Sample Image
Written by: Raven
Cerebro File | Board History
Sample Image


When she’d attacked Logan he’d accused her of still choosing to be Hydra’s weapon, and she’d seen the truth of it. But even as he’d cut her hair, told her she no longer belonged to them, she’d heard her handler’s voice in her head -

You will always be ours, X-23, you will always be X-23. We made you.

But Professor Xavier told her that wasn’t true, that she belonged to herself, and that she had a place at his institute just like he’d told her on her first day. What had been a front for finding Logan turned out to be a reason to stay, and she’d fully embraced her new mission - being a kid, albeit a mutant kid, at Xavier’s Institute. And she’d treated it like a mission, spelunking in the depths of the internet for how someone her age should behave.

Bad news - she wasn’t a typical twelve-year-old.

Good news - no twelve-year-old really was.

Bad news - that meant there was no clear cut guide on how to be a twelve-year-old girl.

Good news - she had Kitty to help. To X, Kitty epitomized the idea of living life according to nobody’s standards but her own. Of course she was aware that Kitty was impulsive and sometimes made bad decisions, but that was part of being human, a part that X wanted to understand better. She’d been trained to calculate, be efficient, be a machine. Kitty wasn’t any of those things and somehow seemed so much more alive than X felt.

Rolling into the hangar, seeing the obvious decorations of a party, X assumed it must be someone’s birthday. Definitely not hers, since nobody knew her birthday. ”Is it your birthday?” she asked as she saw Logan with his party hat, holding a present. She tried to imagine what Kitty would have had to do to get Logan to come to a birthday party like this and she eyed the professor wondering if he’d used his powers… ”Me?” Open his present? She sniffed, caught the anticipation not just from Kitty and the Professor, but from Logan. Oh.

Oh.

”Nobody knows when my birthday is…” she said quietly, her face turning bright red as she took the box and opened it as Logan instructed. She saw the hat, grey, felted, waiting to be worn in, and she froze, her mouth dropping open. All the training to bypass the fight or flight response couldn’t hold up to being treated like a kid on her birthday, being given a gift. She looked up at Logan, her face twitching, eyes wet as she lifted the hat from the box and put it on her head. ”Thank you… I…” He had told her to find her own damn hat, and she’d tried, though there weren’t any shops in Bayville that carried decent hats. Why had he gotten her this if… She cocked her head, feeling the weight and tightness of the new hat. It felt right. The opposite of how Logan’s sparkly hat looked on his head. Her mouth twitched and a snort blew out of her as she smiled in a way that she could never have practiced. ”You can take that off if you want…” she said and then realized that Kitty was holding out the manila folder for her to take. Approaching the other girl when they were both on roller skates was a perilous endeavor, but X managed to take the folder and open it, digesting Kitty’s words and the Professor’s thoughts. She heard everything they said, and yet didn’t hear. She’d remember most of it later, but right then she felt distant, a roaring sound deep in her head.

”You’re supposed to get named by the people who care about you…”

As she slowly began to understand she felt a swelling in her chest and she felt like she would take on all of Hydra not for herself, but for these three people in the room with her. But there was nobody to fight on their behalf, there were no threats. She watched as Kitty circled on her skates and following some impulse that had nothing to do with all the online research she’d done on being a kid X rolled into her path and flung her arms around the other girl, her shoulders shaking as she stuck her face in Kitty’s hair.

”Sleater-Kinney is not the shit, Logan is the shit, remember?” she said, giggling, wondering how she could be laughing and crying at the same time. ”But I am Laura Kinney… I like it very much. Laura Katherine Kinney… if that’s not too weird…”
No New Posts
^
0 User(s) are reading this topic (0 Guests and 0 Anonymous Users)
0 Members:

Add Reply Add ReplyNew TopicNew Poll