X-Men: A New Beginning (Looking for Son of Magneto)

[elphy_and_fiyero]

Long after the Mutant war, things started to settle down. No has really heard of Magneto since or anyone who ever worked with him. Gene was, eventually, reborn from her ashes but she roams the earth trying to control herself. It was what was best for Scott and Logan.

Scott still teaches as well as Logan. Logan found out about his past what he wanted to know so he stayed at the school. Little did he know that there was still something important he forgot. A niece who was more powerful than any mutant known in the mutant world.

One stormy night, the girl arrived with wet clothes, a bag, and only a single voice to guide her. She didn’t understand why she had come or why she was asked to follow the voice but she did. The girl was scared, yet curious at the same time. Professor X welcomed her to the school but decided to leave what he knew to himself. The two would, eventually, find out about each other. A long the way, she made a few friends but something still felt off about the school. As if something was coming to get her.

It wasn’t too long before word got around about her special gift. Magneto wanted that power for himself. He wanted to rule the humans and put them in their place but he couldn’t do it without the girl. However, he had to stay in hiding. At least, until he had the girl and could use her power. So, instead, Magneto sent his son to fetch her. Pretend to be a new student at the school, become her friend and, eventually, bring her to Magneto. But what happens when he falls in love with her? Will he still be able to bring her to his father? Or will he try and protect her?

 

[elphy_and_fiyero]

I know everyone hates them.

1. Please be literate.
2. NO ONE LINERS!!!!! If you do one liners then I do one liners and I hate that.
3. If you don't fill out the profile I have set up and send me a simpler profile then I don't want to roleplay with you. This tells me that you aren't a literate roleplayer.
4. For the love of all that is good PLEASE no emo depressing guys who cry a lot. Emo depressing people in rp's drive me insane. I hate those. Most of the time, men do NOT cry. They may get pissed but they do not cry.
5. Ignore rule 8 and put "This is my story" in the pm subject so I know that you have read all of this.
6. No text speaking please. I don't mind a little grammar mistakes. In fact, I make them sometimes too since I tend to type fast. But I don't want to see a misspelled word on every other word, especially if they're real simple words like "the, and, but" that sort of thing.
7. My limits don't go very far. Kissing is really all I do and then a time skip to the next morning. I just like to concentrate on the story more than the action.
8. PM me with "X-men" so I know that you've read this.

 

[elphy_and_fiyero]

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[elphy_and_fiyero]

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Codename: CopyKat

Real name: Tessa Howlet

Age: 17

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Brown

Height: 5" 7'

Powers: Can mimic the powers of others upon sight

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Bio: When I was little, I had watched a cartoon where the cartoon character moved water with his hands. I wished I could do it so I did. My mother was shocked at the sight of my gift. Thankfully, my uncle was able to help me through it. He talked with my mother and convinced her it was alright and that what I had was a gift. However, the time with my uncle was very short. I hadn't heard from him in many years. It wasn't until I followed a voice in my mind did I eventually find him.

It wasn't easy growing up without Uncle Logan. My father had run out of my mother once I was born so I grew up an only child. My uncle, father's brother, took the place of my father. I looked up to him and had great memories of him. However, he was too driven by something that kept him away. It was something he never told us.

At school, kids thought I was weird though they never knew of my gift. Sometimes, I wished I fight them but I promised my mom. Eventually, I was home schooled. My mom hired a teacher and, eventually, she married him. A year later my little brother was born. As adorable as he was, he was something I wasn't. He was normal. Over the years we grew together but when he was about six, I heard the voice and I had to follow it. I promised I would come back to him. The only problem was I didn't know when I would be back.

Born: Dallas, Texas