"I’m not the mutant to mess with."

"The Basics..."
Name:
Stephanie Alexia Summers.

Mutant Alias:
The Marvel Phoenix.

Nickname:
Redd – She got that nickname because of her brightly colored red hair.

Age:
24.

Gender:
Female.

Sexuality:
Pansexual.

Occupation:
Field Agent. Professor of Power Control. Sometimes Chef.

"The Appearance..."
Description of Appearance:
Stephanie is five foot six and weighs about one-hundred and twenty pounds but let her small frame fool you because she has a little upper body strength and that is due to dancing, gymnastics and cheerleading. Her hair is a very bright red and she usually keeps it in a high ponytail, when she is on a field assignment but when teaching or around the mansion, she’ll wear it down and it reaches past her mid back. Her eyes are a hazel brown color and almond shaped. Her skin complexion is an olive color though she doesn’t like her skin color for some reason. Her lips are usually stained with either red or pink lipstick, when teaching but when she has a hot date or just around the mansion, they're stained with her cherry flavored lip gloss.

Style:
She usually dresses formal when teaching though around the mansion she dresses a little skimpy but not too skimpy in front of the kids. Her style usually insist of short dresses and heels. She sometimes wears a tank top, short shorts and tennis shoes or converses.

"Delving A Little Deeper..."
Likes:
♥Chocolate - Anything else that is sweet, she absolutely loves.
♥Writing.
♥Reading.
♥Her Friends.
♥Teaching.
♥The X-Men.

Dislikes:
♠Smartass Remarks.
♠Things that are sour - Yes even people.
♠The war against the mutants.
♠People talking about her mother negatively.
♠People that judge others.

Mutation:
Pyrokinesis – The ability to control fire with one's mind. She can also control the temperature of heat within a fire.

Telepathy – The ability to read or communicate with others through the mind.

Strengths:
She very strong at giving other mutants advice, if they have problems with not being accepted or whatever. She'll always be available to help them. Her main strength is, of course, her Pyrokinesis and Telepathy. She is very powerful when it comes to those abilities but not to the point where she can't control it since she was trained by Professor X, himself.

Weaknesses:
If she is around too much water, then her Pyrokinesis will not work - For instance, if she is showering or going for a swim, her ability will not work and she will feel absolutely powerless. For her Telepathy not to work, the other recipient either has a mental block, has a helmet on their head or a metal plate in their head. Another reason for her Telepathy not to work is migraines. If she has a migraine or a massive, she will not even try to use her Telepathy ability.

Personality:
Bubbly| Bright| Nurturing| - It seems like ever since birth, Stephanie has always been the nurturing type. She was use to watching her mother take care of her, her father and other siblings. She nurtures also anyone that needs it and will make sure that they are back to their normal selves before taking her eye off of them. She has a special glow about her when it comes to people and that comes from her bubbly personality, which will make people smile and laugh the instance they see her - Usually. She doesn't like to be the Debbie-Downer in situations and she tries her best to make sure that everyone is having a perfect day but nothing is perfect so sometimes she'll go the extra mile just to make sure that everything was.

"Delving Even More Deeper..."
History:
[W.I.P.]

Other:
She keeps her mother's gloves on her dresser, at all times, right next to her father's sunglasses.

"We boil at different degrees." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

"The Basics..."
Name:
Dominique Chloe LaBlanche

Mutant Alias:
Pocketwatch

Nickname:
White - A reference to her last name.
Domino - Shorter form of her first name.
Often enough, Dominique is annoyed by the way people try to say her name, if they do not get the point that her name is of French origin.

Age:
26

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Homosexual

Occupation:
Newcomer. Applied for logistics, mostly transporting food from town to the mansion. She has small combat training, as well as a pilot license.

"The Appearance..."
Description of Appearance:
Standing with a look towards the sky due to her 4'11" stature, Dominique wishes she could have gained some height in her childhood. Her overall fragile looking figure has not gained muscle, nor fat. In summer, by the time she is wearing skirts or shorts and no jacket, she looks malnourished, despite the fact that she is perfectly healthy. What the young woman cannot display in physical traits, she shows in her hair. She likes to change her hair color often (her current hair color is like in the pic). Sometimes she keeps it in a ponytail, other times she braids them.
Her hazel eyes are often accentuated by thick eyeliner makeup, which is also her main trait that remains.
Even with a large time spend in sunshine California to gain her pilot license, Dominique's skin is very pale.

Style:
There are band shirts swarming the closet of the young lady. To add to her already punk appearance, ripped jeans of various black and blue shades join in on the shirts. During summertime, she wears jeans skirts or summer dresses, though the later is more of a private matter. Jackets are her all-time favorite clothing. She likes to wear dark leather jackets with tribal stitchery. If she is outside, she keeps her feet covered in military boots or simple sneakers, depending on the occasion. Barefoot is her usual way, though.

"Delving A Little Deeper..."
Likes:
+ Alternative music
+ Traveling, especially in Europe
+ Jackets
+ Changing hair color
+ Having a "Tête-à-Tête" with people
+ Reading (her guilty pleasure)

Dislikes:
- Tall people
- Coffins
- Crates
- Overly attached girlfriends
- Flat tires
- Her nightmares

Mutation:
Creating pocket dimensions. The mutation of Dominique is to take every closeable object and enlarge the space inside. For instance, she can enlarge the space inside a pocket of a jacket and hide a gun in it, eventhough it could not fit inside physically. The more distinct the form of the 'pocket' is, the easier it is for her to expand the space within. The inside of the pocket can be enlarged endlessly, but it quickly drains Dominique's strength. Keeping such a space intact varies by the contents held within. The more Dominique packs in a pocket, the faster it drains her. Even more tiresome, the distance matters in the upkeep as well.

In the occasion of Dominique's powers tiring too fast, the objects within the pocket leap out of it at once, much like opening a can filled with spring snakes. Another problem is that the things that one wants to stash needs to fit through the opening. Last drawback is the weight of objects. Most objects loose half their weight inside a pocket dimension, if Dominique has not learned to stash those objects for a while.

In order to increase the volume of a pocket dimension, Dominique needs to touch the container. She also refuses to stash people inside a pocket dimension.

Strengths:
Dominique has been trained to navigate vehicles on ground and in air. She can find her way around places pretty quick. Calculating routes and detours is coming out of her on instinct. She also adapted her sight to it, spotting people and objects fast. This in return gave her a good sense of hiding things, especially how to place distracting containers or traps.

Weaknesses:
Due to her physique, the girl is easily intimidated. She cannot say no to people, unless she is pushed into a corner. She hates being in crowded places in general, up to the point that she becomes paranoid. Being in tight spaces is just as horrifying to her. She needs her space and she is very quick on her feet when she does not get it.

Personality:
Always fleet-footed, Dominique does not like to stay in place too long. Whether she is talking to people or simply enjoying some time off, she keeps walking. Standing still is for her tapping her feet on the ground, until she grows tired of it and decides to walk off. This affects her social behaviour a lot. She keeps chatting short at hand, or she invites people to join her in on a walk. Nevertheless, she tends to end conversations abruptly and sometimes ignores further approach towards her, as if she is spacing out.
If she cannot move too much, for instance in a party, she keeps herself entertained by trying to make her at least as tall as others. This often ends in her bumping into people, leaning against them on tiptoes or falling onto her bottom a lot, which can become rather awkward when she is in a new group.

"Delving Even More Deeper..."
History:
For a long time, Dominique enjoyed living in her small hometown in the middle of nowhere. She enjoyed the weather, the people, the endless expanse of countryside. It all came to a stop when she was teased by fellow schoolkids in early high school, who locked her in her locker for almost a whole day. This was also the first time her powers kicked in, making the space inside the locker larger and larger to reduce the claustrophobia the young girl experienced. As she got out of the locker, she was not cheery anymore, though never talked about it with others.

As she developed her powers, people got excited about her, more people with bad intentions than any other. They used her for smuggling, which in most cases ended with her falling unconscious due to the large amounts of objects she had to hide in suitcases or other baggage. This quickly got her into the reach of authority, quickly taking down the smugglers and arresting everyone, including Dominique.

The past two years, the woman took it slowly with her powers. She enjoyed stashing things away and keeping up the pocket dimensions as she pleased, while driving trucks for various parcel services. She also took the opportunity to take flight lessons, which resulted in a pilot license not too many weeks ago.

Just a little while ago, she received a job opportunity which promised her to give her a chance to expand her powers. Being tempted to learn more about her stashing abilities and being paid for the usual 'drive around' job, she accepted, though she did not know that she was employed into the infamous Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.

Other:
Nothing in particular. Dominique keeps her current belongings stashed inside a large sports bag.

"Insert a Character Quote here, one that defines your character."

"The Basics..."
Name:
Salem Truitt

Mutant Alias:
[What are you called within the X Mansion?]

Nickname:
None, not much you can do with Salem unfortunately

Age:
23

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Occupation:
[What is their job within the X-Men? Field Agent? Professor of? Chef? What exactly do they do?]

"The Appearance..."
Description of Appearance:
[Height, weight, skin complexion, hair etc etc.]

Style:
[What type of clothing does your character wear from day to day?]

"Delving A Little Deeper..."



Likes:
✔Coffee|Absinthe| Humus|Forests
✔Fruit Juice|Nectar|Drawing|Painting
✔Sleeping|Swimming|Hiking|Jackets
✔Math|Reading|The Sea|Recreational Drugs|Electronic Music

Dislikes:
✘Smog|Winter Weather|Annoying Sounds
✘Rudeness|Arrogance|Mangoes
✘Arguments|Liars|Hunger

Fears:
☠Drowning|Flying Bugs
☠Lightning|Killing Someone

Mutation:
[What can your character do? Explain their mutation.]

Strengths:
[What is their ultimate strength?]

Weaknesses:
[What makes them powerless?]

Personality:
[At least two full paragraphs here describing what goes on inside of your character's mind.]

"Delving Even More Deeper..."


History:
[At least two full paragraphs here telling how and when they discovered their ability and how they got into the academy.]

Other:
[Here you can include if you character has any personal artifacts, weapons or even a theme song. This is Optional.]

"Cooking is like Love or Life, it should be entered into with abandon or not at all." –Harriet Van Horn

"The Basics..."
Name:
Jason Alexander Wilde

Mutant Alias:
Bonfire

Nickname:
Jaw: His Initials, they spell Jaw, it just stuck
Bono: partially a mutation of his codename, partially a joke about his love of Rock’n’Roll

Age:
25

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Straight

Occupation:
Field Agent. Chef. Substitute teacher occasionally.

"The Appearance..."
Description of Appearance:
Standing a good, solid six foot, Jackson Alexander Wilde cuts an intimidating figure, what with the tattoos up and down his muscular arms, his hair a raven black like the moonless night. He cuts such a figure, that is, until you meet his eyes, and then you see mirth there, laughter and joy, and for a moment you feel like a child again, as if you were looking up at a big brother, but look closer, as his steely gray eyes beg you to, and you do, and you see just behind the fire of warmth and joy and mischief, you glimpse sadness, well covered up perhaps, but a sadness nonetheless…

Style:
Jason generally likes to dress as if he is going to the beach, Sunglasses, tank top flip flops, and gym-shorts are typically his MO underneath his Chef’s Jacket. To be totally honest though, while the majority of the time he looks like he just came from some exotic island, tan and all, there are times, if he’ll admit it to himself, that he just feels like putting on a tuxedo and going about his day as James Bond, and so sometimes he does. And so it is not entirely strange to see him walking around in a tuxedo on a day that would otherwise be entirely ordinary for the X-Mansion, these Happening are few and far between though.

"Delving A Little Deeper..."
Likes:
Swimming
Red Meat
Cooking
Beaches
Napping
Rock’n’Roll
His Friends
Talking
Teaching, when he gets the chance
Fruit

Dislikes:
Tofu
Sushi
Losing Control
Burning Food
Bees
People who threaten his friends
The sound Styrofoam makes when you rub it against other bits of Styrofoam
People who dislike Mutants

Mutations:

Hyper-sensory Perception: Jason’s senses are enhanced well beyond that of normal human capability.

Kinetic Pyrokinesis: Jason is able to generate and manipulate the forces of heat and fire, but only with things that he is able to physically touch, so while touching a stove he would be able to light it, or when barefoot on sand, he could turn the entire beach to glass, but to save his life he wouldn’t be able to throw fire at an enemy or heat up a car before getting into it or light a cigarette of a person standing a foot in front him. In addition to this it would appear that Jason is also entirely fireproof, both inside and out. Perhaps because of this, his body normally generates significantly more heat than the human body would otherwise be able withstand. This makes sitting in shorts outside during winter or jumping into icy water a non-problem.

Flaming Line of Sight Teleportation: At a cost to his energy, Jason is able to suddenly teleport to any physical location he can see from his origin spot, the only evidence of this teleportation is the burnt ground from where he last stood. Despite this, neither Jason nor anybody he chooses to teleport with is harmed in the process.

Strengths:
Jason is quite an accomplished Chef, due in large part, no doubt, to his love of the activity, as Jason will tell you himself, there is something both philosophical and simplistic about the act of making food, and that duality is why he loves it so much. Due as well, in large part, to his having studied under some of the greatest chefs of all time as much as the aforementioned love of the game.

Weaknesses:
Jason doesn’t like talking about his past, but who does really? In addition to this Jason has a competitive streak a mile wide, not because he loves to win, but because he loves to compete, as a result he often ends up turning things he does into a game or competition.

In regards to his teleportation, he is only able to teleport to physical places he can see. There is no teleporting to Hawaii because he is bored, or teleporting to the moon to see if he can breath on it, or even teleporting inside places that don’t have windows or open doors that he can see. He also seems to be unable to transport things like food, plant life, or any other non-sentient biological material without burning it to a crisp.

In regards to his Pyrokinesis, because it is so based on his body, he is unable to control it while submersed in water, so no heating up a bath while in it, or at all actually, he seems is completely unable to directly affect water in any way. This is a large contributor to why he loves to swim so much, because it gives him a feeling of being at ease, he is also unable to affect anything significantly that he isn't able to directly touch with his skin.

Personality:
Jason is a man of many descriptors, mischievous, loyal, protective, easy-going, passionate, and many more but when it comes right down to it the thing that best describes Jason is that he doesn’t believe in doing things half way, even if that thing is nothing. But do not take this to mean that Jason is lazy, on the contrary his personality dictates that he throw his very self into almost everything he does. The inherent downsides to this are that he often acts without thinking, tends to be brash and hotheaded, and does things that he regrets later.

A psychologist once theorized that the reason Jason throws everything he is into everything he does is because Jason doesn’t want to sit still long enough to dwell on his past, the psychologist then proceeded to ask what it was he was so afraid to see, Jason leaned in very close, a somber look on his face, sniffed and said “I think something is burning”, smiled largely, burned off the man’s, to be quite honest, impressive, mustache, and walked away, chuckling.

"Delving Even More Deeper..."
History:
Jason never knew his mother, as she died in giving birth to him. His father, a kind man, a soldier, recently returned from the war, saw his wife’s ashes, and his face took on an expression of total shock as the doctors explained to him that she had simply burst into flames after delivery, and by the time they had reached the extinguisher, this was all that was left. At that point, for her sake, Jason’s father decided that he would do the best he could with Jason, after the death of his wife and his own Honorable Discharge from the Seals, Jason’s Father became a traveling food critic, traveling the world with his son, and tasting some of the planet’s best, and worst, cuisine. Instilling in the boy a taste for good food, and the inherent benefits of hard work, kindness, and morality. Over time the pair became known as ‘The Little Big Critic’ and among internationally ranked restaurants they gained a very small amount of infamy. Chefs loved having little Jason in their kitchen, and would often, whether to gain points with him or his father, give him little bits of food and tips on how to best make it. Jason barely understood most of what was being told to him at the time, but he just drank it all up anyway, Jason loved his life, and his father, and the pair had never been happier, but like most things that we love, it had to eventually come to an end.

One day, when Jason was 13, Jason’s Dad accidentally gave a restaurant, which was in fact just a front for the local mob, a review so bad that it actually had to shut down. In anger two VERY large men showed up at the hotel and proceeded to attempt to break Jason’s father’s legs. Unfortunately for them, Jason’s father had previously been a Navy Seal in the United States Military, and easily put down the pair of mafia thugs. Unfortunately for EVERYBODY, it was at that very moment that Jason’s powers began to manifest, all of them, all at once. So while he was experiencing the severe pain of growing a tail mixing with a suddenly enhanced version of everything he was hearing, feeling, smelling, and seeing, which was, unfortunately, that his father was being attacked, Jason became over-stimulated, not able to process what was going on because it was all happening so fast, and as a result, lost all of his already practically nonexistent control over his powers, and without warning, most of the room and one of the now-unconscious thugs, all burst into flame, and Jason, being scared out of his little prepubescent mind, did the only thing any sane tween would do in that situation, he teleported to his dad’s side. His father, instincts kicking in, got his son out of there as fast as he could, stepping over the bodies of the unconscious thugs to do so, kicking opening and closing as many doors as he could to try and find the exit, but the fire seemed to almost be following them, igniting drapes they passed and setting pretty much the entire hotel aflame as they ran by it. Luckily they got out without much harm, except for Jason, so tired out from the sudden onset of abilities, passed out…the hotel on the other hand, made out like bandits because of the insurance payouts.

As Jason’s father sat on the lawn in front of the hotel, watching the Fire Department put out the blazing inferno that the Hotel had become wondering what he was going to do now, when he was approached by a Kind looking woman who introduced herself as Ororo Munroe, after having a long talk with Storm, Jason’s father eventually conceded that it is entirely probable that his son was a mutant, and thinking only of the best for the kid, he agreed that it was probably best for all if the Lady took him to her ‘School for Gifted Youngsters”.

To this day the look of pure disappointment and hate on his father’s face as Jason left for the academy haunts Jason. Jason’s father was never able to accept that his son was a mutant and the two only speak when they have to.

Other:
Jason’s most prized possession is a Necklace his mother wore, just a simple chain, he is never without it, never.