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Chocolate & Lavender; A Romance Request

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Chocolate & Lavender; A Romance Request

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X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising

Assuming Alm likes him, Marcus and Jasper should be buddies lol. They had very similar childhoods and are rebellious teens lmao @Sanity43217

Chocolate & Lavender; A Romance Request

Good morning and hello! It's been a while, I know. I'm looking for partners again! Feel free to comment/mention/DM me if you're interested!!

I also put my current cravings in the opening post :)

X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising

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Ashford Institute for the Gifted

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Jasper hadn't slept much, other than her required two hours out of trance. She hadn't slept through the night in years, and even stretching her mutation hadn't been enough to make her sleep long. Her eyes blinked open to stare up at the ceiling of her room. She could hear the other girl still sleeping not far away, though that was normal. It was just before dawn after all. The blackette rolled out of bed to grab something to wear today before heading for the shower. When she was done with that, she grabbed her coat and headed out of the room.

She was still hopped up on adrenaline, surveillance footage playing back in her mind. On their way back the night before, she had gone through what she could to delete footage of their encounter. Mutants were already half hated and dangerous. Letting people see what had happened at Avalon would just be asking for more trouble. Bag in hand, she did something she didn't often do - she went to class in person. A rare event, and something that she didn't plan to do often. She just wanted to see their faces today.

After classes were over for the day, Jasper had been headed off to take a look at the news and see what the humans had decided to call the damage. Until she heard that announcement anyway. "The fuck. I wasn't even drinking." They probably couldn't see her, but she flipped one of the speakers the bird before continuing down the hallway. On her way she spotted a familiar face, more distraught than angry this time around.

"Hey!" She called out, quickening her pace to catch up with him. "Nikolai Markov, right? We met last night." She paused, looking over at him. A small smirk curled up the corner of her mouth. "Hungover or just trying to hide?"

X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising

Glitch

Name

Jasper Rae Phoenix

Nicknames/Aliases

Glitch; Jas; Phoenix

X-Men Code Name

Glitch

Gender

Female

Age

17

Physical Description

Jasper stands at five-foot-three, and weighs in at a measly one-hundred-thirteen pounds. She sports a soft build, curvy and lacking in muscle. Her finger tips are calloused from hours of typing, and she has a plethora of scars she prefers to keep hidden.

Mutations

Technopathy
Manipulation of technology
Remote network access
Memory much like that of a computer
Minor electromancy
May 'charge' and sustain off of electricity; she still needs to eat, but not as much
Manipulate electrical pulses, static, shocks
Generate electricity equal to the amount recently absorbed and stored

Personality

Sarcastic. Shameless. Snarky.
Jasper Phoenix has never been the most kind girl. She’s always had borderline cruel jokes and remarks for those around her, pushing those she speaks to away. Shame is a foriegn concept, for she who would do anything to survive. Everything from theft, to sex, to extortion is on the table - and likely hasn’t been skipped.

Impulsive. Intelligent. Introverted.
She grew up on books and educational programming - when there was a television around to watch it on. A quick study, and always good with numbers before her awakening. However, Jasper has never been good with people. She dislikes being around crowds, and using sarcasm to hide her social shortcomings.

Determined. Defiant. Devoted.
It’s not very often that Jasper meets a challenge she won’t face head on. If it probably won’t kill her, she won’t stop until she gets it over with. This persistence is applied to everything from getting an apartment, to hacking into secure servers. People? Maybe not so much. More often than not, when she’s told not to do something, that’s exactly what she does. She’ll do almost anything for her friends though.

Background

”There’s nothing special about me”

That’s what Jasper would tell you if she was asked. Abandoned as a small child. Bounced from foster home to foster home. Bullied at school. Great grades though. Yet, nothing out of the ordinary.

What she would never tell you is how she ended up in foster care to begin with. Middle of winter on a school night, Jasper says goodnight to her dad - moms already dead and in the ground. When she woke up, he was gone with half his clothes, all the money in the house, and his passport. She stayed home for two days before the school called the police, worried about the little girl who never came in. They found her cuddled up in bed with a book.

That wasn’t the first time he vanished on her.

”It was the last.”

Not long after they found her, little Jasper was thrown into the system. She didn’t get along well with other kids and kept to herself mostly. Half the parents themselves weren’t the best in the first place.

”If I went to school, I could have stayed with Dad, and that would have been better than those fucks.”

She was fourteen, freshly returned from the hospital back to the ‘perfect’ house that was her current foster home. Dinner was left in the microwave, but she hadn’t bothered with it. She wasn’t hungry as is, even though her antibiotics would make her sick without food. Jasper flopped into bed with her laptop that night. It was plugged in, for fear of it dying while she was gaming with her few internet friends.

”Don’t game during lightning storms kids. Might get electrocuted.”

She felt the shock, before she fell back in bed. The surge had killed the power to the block, but Jasper was sparking with electricity. Luckily no one came to find her until the next morning, when she was rousing into wakefulness. She knew what she’d seen, but didn’t know what she could do quite yet.

”Never gone to bed hungry since. Look at the bright side, right?”

It was one of her foster brothers - the biological child of her temporary parents - who found her sparking in her room. She’d sat up by then, but it was time for them to leave for school and nobody was about to let her stay home. She didn’t know what was going on, or how to stop the tingling in her nerves, but when he touched her, it was as if he touched a live wire. He went to the hospital, and she moved out that day.

”Best decision I ever made.’

For the next two years, Jasper spent her time learning on her own. Her nights were filled with numbers and practice, her days with ridding herself of the sparks. She managed to blackmail a landlord into letting her move in, and did what she could for rent. She dropped out of school before she was sixteen, because she knew she couldn’t go to class like this. The Ashford institute found her shortly after she turned seventeen. One of their firewalls had caught her snooping into them, checking the place out to see if it was really for the best.

”I didn’t have much choice after that.”

She’s been there for several months since.

Awakening

A bolt of lightning shocked one of the nearby towers, and she was electrocuted by the shock. Technically she died, but that awakened her latent mutant genes, and sparked her back to life. Literally.

X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising

Glitch

Name

Jasper Rae Phoenix

Nicknames/Aliases

Glitch; Jas; Phoenix

X-Men Code Name

Glitch

Gender

Female

Age

17

Physical Description

Jasper stands at five-foot-three, and weighs in at a measly one-hundred-thirteen pounds. She sports a soft build, curvy and lacking in muscle. Her finger tips are calloused from hours of typing, and she has a plethora of scars she prefers to keep hidden.

Mutations

Technopathy
Manipulation of technology
Remote network access
Memory much like that of a computer
Minor electromancy
May 'charge' and sustain off of electricity; she still needs to eat, but not as much
Manipulate electrical pulses, static, shocks
Generate electricity equal to the amount recently absorbed and stored

Personality

Sarcastic. Shameless. Snarky.
Jasper Phoenix has never been the most kind girl. She’s always had borderline cruel jokes and remarks for those around her, pushing those she speaks to away. Shame is a foriegn concept, for she who would do anything to survive. Everything from theft, to sex, to extortion is on the table - and likely hasn’t been skipped.

Impulsive. Intelligent. Introverted.
She grew up on books and educational programming - when there was a television around to watch it on. A quick study, and always good with numbers before her awakening. However, Jasper has never been good with people. She dislikes being around crowds, and using sarcasm to hide her social shortcomings.

Determined. Defiant. Devoted.
It’s not very often that Jasper meets a challenge she won’t face head on. If it probably won’t kill her, she won’t stop until she gets it over with. This persistence is applied to everything from getting an apartment, to hacking into secure servers. People? Maybe not so much. More often than not, when she’s told not to do something, that’s exactly what she does. She’ll do almost anything for her friends though.

Background

”There’s nothing special about me”

That’s what Jasper would tell you if she was asked. Abandoned as a small child. Bounced from foster home to foster home. Bullied at school. Great grades though. Yet, nothing out of the ordinary.

What she would never tell you is how she ended up in foster care to begin with. Middle of winter on a school night, Jasper says goodnight to her dad - moms already dead and in the ground. When she woke up, he was gone with half his clothes, all the money in the house, and his passport. She stayed home for two days before the school called the police, worried about the little girl who never came in. They found her cuddled up in bed with a book.

That wasn’t the first time he vanished on her.

”It was the last.”

Not long after they found her, little Jasper was thrown into the system. She didn’t get along well with other kids and kept to herself mostly. Half the parents themselves weren’t the best in the first place.

”If I went to school, I could have stayed with Dad, and that would have been better than those fucks.”

She was fourteen, freshly returned from the hospital back to the ‘perfect’ house that was her current foster home. Dinner was left in the microwave, but she hadn’t bothered with it. She wasn’t hungry as is, even though her antibiotics would make her sick without food. Jasper flopped into bed with her laptop that night. It was plugged in, for fear of it dying while she was gaming with her few internet friends.

”Don’t game during lightning storms kids. Might get electrocuted.”

She felt the shock, before she fell back in bed. The surge had killed the power to the block, but Jasper was sparking with electricity. Luckily no one came to find her until the next morning, when she was rousing into wakefulness. She knew what she’d seen, but didn’t know what she could do quite yet.

”Never gone to bed hungry since. Look at the bright side, right?”

It was one of her foster brothers - the biological child of her temporary parents - who found her sparking in her room. She’d sat up by then, but it was time for them to leave for school and nobody was about to let her stay home. She didn’t know what was going on, or how to stop the tingling in her nerves, but when he touched her, it was as if he touched a live wire. He went to the hospital, and she moved out that day.

”Best decision I ever made.’

For the next two years, Jasper spent her time learning on her own. Her nights were filled with numbers and practice, her days with ridding herself of the sparks. She managed to blackmail a landlord into letting her move in, and did what she could for rent. She dropped out of school before she was sixteen, because she knew she couldn’t go to class like this. The Ashford institute found her shortly after she turned seventeen. One of their firewalls had caught her snooping into them, checking the place out to see if it was really for the best.

”I didn’t have much choice after that.”

She’s been there for several months since.

Awakening

A bolt of lightning shocked one of the nearby towers, and she was electrocuted by the shock. Technically she died, but that awakened her latent mutant genes, and sparked her back to life. Literally.

X-Men: The New Era

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Avalon - Nocturne

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Mentioned:@RedVII@webboysurf

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What a surprise; Professor Everose made an appearance with Coleman St John, a man she'd never spoken to, only to make an attempt at a threat. Jasper, being the danger-craving self-destructive, snarky girl that she was, flashed the teacher a smirk and a wink before turning back to face the boys as they stepped up to the car.

They were hesitant with her, but urgent to get to their friend. Understandably so, as she was a stranger and Una was missing. While Drake carefully placed Aya in the car, Jasper turned her gaze to his explosive friend.

“I have to say; I am curious.”

She understood the severity in the two men, and the monster she’d seen before the video feeds cut out. With a glance at the two, she climbed into the drivers seat and crossed her legs so she wouldn’t get in her own way. Jasper looked over at Drake, and for a moment she appeared serious, as she nodded her acknowledgement of his statement.

“Of course.”

The doors locked, engine revving to life. The electricity powered motor was quiet, in comparison to the loud rumble of the motorcycle, and Cole who had taken off not long before them. She could feel it, for once, the urgency accompanying the adrenaline. Her heart thumped in her chest. A moments pause, with an inward breath. She blinked, opening her eyes linked with the system. The glow that had been dull earlier now shone, a deep emerald on usually storm-grey eyes.

“Better hold on.” The speaker of the car spoke, in a voice that was pieces of others to create a frankenstein whole. Then the Tesla kicked into drive and shot forward, gears shifting inside the motor. Her passengers, hopefully, were buckled in. Jasper moved a hand to splay it across the center of Aya’s collarbone, making sure she didn’t jolt in her seat. It was the only movement she made, that she could make without breaking her concentration. The corners were close, the light’s changing just barely in time, as she watched them while not watching.

X-Men: The New Era

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Avalon

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Jasper wasn’t entirely sure what happened, and had to flick back through the security footage just to figure out that ‘Aya’ had tricked the monster and used her power on it. What happened to her though was entirely a mystery for the girl who only knew computers. Ocean-coloured eyes glowed dully, the light fading as she turned her attention back to the pyrokinetic as he shouted at another boy she vaguely recognized. She’d had to brush up on who these people were later tonight it seemed.

“Oh hey. I got one of those.”

She practically jumped from excitement. Should she be afraid of the man radiating heat? Probably. Was she? Heck no! Jasper was an adrenaline junkie; put her in danger and she was more likely to do it again rather than run. Turning on her heel, she waved for the others to follow, sparks dancing off her onto the ground and between her fingers. How exciting

As she stepped out of the club, the Tesla skidded to a stop at the curb, all the doors swinging open. The young woman had walked passed Drake by then, planning on just climbing into the drivers seat of the hatchback. Her back still to him, she wasn’t sure he’d care, but she looked over her shoulder at him anyway. Dark hair falling back out of her jacket as she moved, ocean-blue-green watching him unblinking.

“Do me a solid and don’t touch anything. Don’t want to crash before we get to Una, eh?”

He probably wouldn't know her, neither would the others, and she was fully prepared for hostile responses. She welcomed it, her lack of fear evident in the little half-smirk on her lips.

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