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@evowolverine
Got five teens yellin' at me to make an intro post, so that's what this is:
Name: Logan. Yes, just Logan.
Age: Older than you think.
Part-time teacher at the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters & part-time mind your own business
Hobbies... geez. I don't know. Motorcycles? Guess I like nature and animals too. And martial arts.
Don't be rude and we'll get along fine.
Also, Elf: If you're gonna reblog stuff during lessons, at least be clever & queue it, will ya?
(( List of tags ))
Logan and Sue part 2: Bringing him home
The masses spoke and they demanded more… it took minimal convincing.
Previous part
Logan and Sue Part 1: Introductions
Forgot I drew these pages while deeply ill a few weeks ago. But we like? A nice little soft story for Logan because he deserves it? I think he deserves it.
(Also only rescue or touch a fawn if you can confirm without a doubt the mother is not coming back. Or call your local rescue)
((Unfortunately once again need to press the pause button on RP's. The working world is cruel and it devours spoons. You'll hear from Logan again eventually. 🥲
- Mun))
Mornin', knuckleheads! Storm an' I are doin' the snack run. Anythin' ya wanna add to the list? 'N don't say Fizzlers, those're accounted for 'bout ten times over.
Bonus points if it's healthy. Though I know that ain't likely.
- Logan
@evowolverine
Hi dad! Hmm...well we still have a lot of snacks left over from the massive snack box pyxis delivered us..
Oh! Can you get some caramel apples? Molly isn't feeling very well and I know she loves those
And...if it's okay could I get some of the ghost shaped Marshmallows? They're. Very tasty!
Megan wants that weird sherbert stuff that comes with the red rock
Deanne wants beef jerry and Jasper asks if you can pick up more black tea!! - A.🎨
Right, caramel apples... ghost marshmallows... *mumbles as he writes the other things down* ... jerky... Sherbert-stuff... good luck on findin' that... and black tea.
*pokes the notebook with his pen*
Gotcha. Though Molly might wanna go to the medbay. Hank's usually stocked up on everythin' there, just in case.
*stands awkwardly in the door*
Also... Ari, err... Next Friday's still on, right? Pizza an' movie night? Was thinkin' Jackie Chan marathon, unless ya wanna watch somethin' else...
RP starter for @evowolverine an au where kurt discovers Bamfs
Kurt shuffled into the garage where he saw logan working on his bike. Kurt took a big anxious breath before before stepping closer. He wasn’t sure how he got himself into this mess….and had zero clue how to explain this whole mess…but he needed help.
“M-mr Logan?” He managed trying to to keep his voice from cracking. His eyes were still wet from confused and panicked tears. “Mr Logan I….I need your help….”
Logan sighed as he heard the teary voice of Kurt approach behind him but didn't look up from his work. He was currently checking the break lines.
"Listen, Elf," he said in a long-suffering tone, "I told ya, I can't write that assignment for ya, you'll hafta do the research yerself. That's the rules."
He stood up, wiped his hands on a rag and turned around. "I know it's hard, English not bein' yer first language, but it ain't worth cryin'... over..."
He stared Kurt. And then at what looked like a mini-version of Kurt in the boy's arms.
"The hell is that?"
"a baby...I zink??? I mean...zats vhat it looks like....und it looks like me und has my powers so I zink it's mein...I-I'm so sorry Mr. Logan it vas an accident I svear," he wipes his eyes, hand shaking from nerves "Forge und I vere testing more stuff out vith pocket dimention, exploring it, und I interected vith some stuff in zere...zis weird plant even grabbed my arm for a second...und zen today I voke up to zese zings in my bed curled up vith me! I zink somehow me interacting vith stuff in ze ozer dimention created zem??? Maybe??? I don't know...."
His eyes go wide with fear. " Oh mein Gott, vat if one has a chance of being made every time I port???? Vat if zese ones just got zrough cause slow porting creates holes sometimes??? Oh no no no! Vat have I done?!?! I'm a monster!!!" He clutches the mini version of himself closer in fear and guilt as tears start falling again. It starts squirming and protesting.
"MEEER!" it squeals in a high pitched voice, looking quite annoyed, its tail flicking back and forth.
"Listen, kid, even in weird pocket dimensions, that probably ain't how babies're made, so ya can scratch that worry from the list.
Ya know what Hank always says? 'Look for horses, not zebras'."
He takes a moment and then adds:
"Meanin' the simple answer is probably right."
He leans down and and gives the little guy in Kurt's arms a once-over.
"Chances are these little guys've been hangin' out there all along an' i dunno... got curious when they saw ya pass through? Decided to check ya out? Though don't ask me why they look like you, that's got me stumped."
He absent-mindedly holds his hand out to the little blue guy, like you would when you're approaching an unfamiliar cat, to let them sniff you.
"And Kurt... Even if these lil' guys were created from your powers... wouldn't make ya a monster. Relax. We'll figure this out."
Kurt took a few deep breaths, forcing further tears to stop. "Ok...ok..danke....but why do zey look like me zen? Und have my powers? If zey aren't from me....does zat mean I'm related to zem some ozer vay??? Am I somehow from zat hellish place?? I'm ...so confused...."
With his grip on the little guy loosened, allowing it to shift and turn to look at Logan a bit more. It curiously studied his hand before letting out a playful "RAH!" and grabbing onto Logan's fingers and trying to gently nibble one of them.
"ah!! Hawkins!!! Nein! No nibbling on volverine! er ist ein Freund!"
"Kid, you're askin' me things I ain't got answers to."
He smiles when the little thing continues nibbling his finger.
"An' cool down, Elf. He's just bein' playful. Ain't'cha, lil' guy? S'pose he might be hungry too. Ya found out what they eat yet?"
RP starter for @evowolverine an au where kurt discovers Bamfs
Kurt shuffled into the garage where he saw logan working on his bike. Kurt took a big anxious breath before before stepping closer. He wasn’t sure how he got himself into this mess….and had zero clue how to explain this whole mess…but he needed help.
“M-mr Logan?” He managed trying to to keep his voice from cracking. His eyes were still wet from confused and panicked tears. “Mr Logan I….I need your help….”
Logan sighed as he heard the teary voice of Kurt approach behind him but didn't look up from his work. He was currently checking the break lines.
"Listen, Elf," he said in a long-suffering tone, "I told ya, I can't write that assignment for ya, you'll hafta do the research yerself. That's the rules."
He stood up, wiped his hands on a rag and turned around. "I know it's hard, English not bein' yer first language, but it ain't worth cryin'... over..."
He stared Kurt. And then at what looked like a mini-version of Kurt in the boy's arms.
"The hell is that?"
"a baby...I zink??? I mean...zats vhat it looks like....und it looks like me und has my powers so I zink it's mein...I-I'm so sorry Mr. Logan it vas an accident I svear," he wipes his eyes, hand shaking from nerves "Forge und I vere testing more stuff out vith pocket dimention, exploring it, und I interected vith some stuff in zere...zis weird plant even grabbed my arm for a second...und zen today I voke up to zese zings in my bed curled up vith me! I zink somehow me interacting vith stuff in ze ozer dimention created zem??? Maybe??? I don't know...."
His eyes go wide with fear. " Oh mein Gott, vat if one has a chance of being made every time I port???? Vat if zese ones just got zrough cause slow porting creates holes sometimes??? Oh no no no! Vat have I done?!?! I'm a monster!!!" He clutches the mini version of himself closer in fear and guilt as tears start falling again. It starts squirming and protesting.
"MEEER!" it squeals in a high pitched voice, looking quite annoyed, its tail flicking back and forth.
"Listen, kid, even in weird pocket dimensions, that probably ain't how babies're made, so ya can scratch that worry from the list.
Ya know what Hank always says? 'Look for horses, not zebras'."
He takes a moment and then adds:
"Meanin' the simple answer is probably right."
He leans down and and gives the little guy in Kurt's arms a once-over.
"Chances are these little guys've been hangin' out there all along an' i dunno... got curious when they saw ya pass through? Decided to check ya out? Though don't ask me why they look like you, that's got me stumped."
He absent-mindedly holds his hand out to the little blue guy, like you would when you're approaching an unfamiliar cat, to let them sniff you.
"And Kurt... Even if these lil' guys were created from your powers... wouldn't make ya a monster. Relax. We'll figure this out."
Que pasa everyone! Who winning so far-*Shows up with 10 or so pizzas in a stack in a recreation of that meme of the guy walking into the room on fire with the pizzas*
*whistles* daggum...ya...need some help dere, Mon Ami?
*Logan is panting heavily as he's picking himself up from the wreck of the couch*
"Gotta... get this overgrown... pain in in the backside... outta here!"
*Takes a deep breath and readies himself to jump Sabretooth again*
"Ya wanna help, Gumbo? Go check on the kids. Sabretooth shows, defend 'em with all ya got. RRRRRAAAAHH!!"
*Leaps at Creed, claws first*
RP starter for @evowolverine an au where kurt discovers Bamfs
Kurt shuffled into the garage where he saw logan working on his bike. Kurt took a big anxious breath before before stepping closer. He wasn’t sure how he got himself into this mess….and had zero clue how to explain this whole mess…but he needed help.
“M-mr Logan?” He managed trying to to keep his voice from cracking. His eyes were still wet from confused and panicked tears. “Mr Logan I….I need your help….”
Logan sighed as he heard the teary voice of Kurt approach behind him but didn't look up from his work. He was currently checking the break lines.
"Listen, Elf," he said in a long-suffering tone, "I told ya, I can't write that assignment for ya, you'll hafta do the research yerself. That's the rules."
He stood up, wiped his hands on a rag and turned around. "I know it's hard, English not bein' yer first language, but it ain't worth cryin'... over..."
He stared Kurt. And then at what looked like a mini-version of Kurt in the boy's arms.
"The hell is that?"
hi!! question for mun - can we send rp starters in thru asks and if so, would u be okay with an rp starter from an alternate/au evo logan? im SUPER new to the tumblr rp scene so im sorry if this ain’t worded right 😭 )
((Absolutely, go ahead! And that sounds really interesting. I love me a multiverse RP. 😄
Might just take me a while to answer, cause work is kicking my butt right now, but I'll get to it for sure!))
Sooooo.... I know you guys are busy with Todd, but apparently sabertooth followed the scent of the brotherhood kids here....
Good news is we distracted him with super smash brothers. Apparently he loves the game and mains Ganon....
Bad news is Jubilee is kicking his ass hard as Jigglypuff and he's getting pissed about it. I don't think he's gonna be a good sport about getting knocked out of the tournament. He keeps demanding a rematch each time he loses and We've just been letting him keep trying to beat her to distract him but I don't know how long that's gonna last.
-- Scott
How the... when...
...
Ya know what? That's IT.
That ugly kitty cat's gettin' put to sleep an' dumped somewhere in Alaska, and then we're ENDIN' game night.
Everyone, ROOMS. NOW. An' yeah, I mean ALL of you.
An' if I see anyone, and I mean ANYONE, sneakin' out, I'll make ya wish ya'd never been BORN, am I bein' CLEAR?
Now 'scuse me while I go tear that overgrown furball a new one...
*SNIKT!*
Hey Logan? The smash tournament has been great so far but we have an...itty bitty problem....Ok sooooo.....none of us realized this but apparently todd is super allergic to tapioka and had like three boba teas real quick.... His tongue has swollen to the size of the couch and he's starting to look like an actual toad.... Help???
--bobby
Right, I'm takin' the kid to the medbay.
An' you go get Hank right now, Bobby! He's in the kitchen with Storm, an' tell him it's an emergency!
Peek-a-boo, Runt! Nice lil' blog you got here. Would be a shame if anytving happened to it...
Gimme one reason not to block ya, Creed.
I got no clue. Woke up all healed-up, but out of it. So even if they told me, I don't remember.
@evobeast, any help here, big guy?
Absolutely! We performed an experimental neuroendoscopy, which indeed means "In through the nose", in your case.
And with experimental I mean that we had to find some very creative solutions to pull it off. Your healing factor and shall we say your... alterations gave us quite a bit of trouble!
Removing the microchip itself proved to be the least of our problems.
The real challenge was getting to it!
Am I gonna regret askin' who "we" is?
My stars! You must have been 'out of it' indeed!
Why, "we" were Reed, Steven and my good self. And Charles, of course.
Hold up, ya don't mean Richards an' Strange, do ya?
What were they doin' in Bayville?
I got no clue. Woke up all healed-up, but out of it. So even if they told me, I don't remember.
@evobeast, any help here, big guy?
Absolutely! We performed an experimental neuroendoscopy, which indeed means "In through the nose", in your case.
And with experimental I mean that we had to find some very creative solutions to pull it off. Your healing factor and shall we say your... alterations gave us quite a bit of trouble!
Removing the microchip itself proved to be the least of our problems.
The real challenge was getting to it!
Am I gonna regret askin' who "we" is?
I got no clue. Woke up all healed-up, but out of it. So even if they told me, I don't remember.
@evobeast, any help here, big guy?
