"I wish I hadn't been a fly on the wall for that."

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I'm thinking about removing this account and making another secondary account for Kylee under my @thissquirrelgirl account.

Having two separate accounts is a pain in the arse that has involved using two separate internet browsers on my laptop and an app that allows me to use two Tumblr accounts, but drains my battery like nobody's business.

It's easier to have everything in one place, and honestly, Kylee has little need for a primary account.

I'll probably be deleting it soonish. So if you like Kylee, please follow me at @bugginout

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Jaded Writer and Marvel OC RP Blog

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I will be reblogging RP threads to my new account @bugginout as well as an @ tag with the respective RP partner to make sure the most important things are transferred over.

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I'm thinking about removing this account and making another secondary account for Kylee under my @thissquirrelgirl account.

Having two separate accounts is a pain in the arse that has involved using two separate internet browsers on my laptop and an app that allows me to use two Tumblr accounts, but drains my battery like nobody's business.

It's easier to have everything in one place, and honestly, Kylee has little need for a primary account.

I'll probably be deleting it soonish. So if you like Kylee, please follow me at @bugginout

https://www.tumblr.com/bugginout?source=share

Jaded Writer and Marvel OC RP Blog

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So today I found an ant farm phone case via a meme review video And of course immediately thought of Kylee: https://www.unnecessarydisruptions.com/products/ant-farm-phone-case

That is the most unhinged thing I have ever seen. But the customer is always right...if there is a market of people who want to drop $40 on an ant farm phone case, more power to them!

Kylee would absolutely get one, disguising her ants as real ants that chill in her phone case, while in reality, she has them seak out one by one to gather information.

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"Wow, mister, you're blue!' Six-year-old Kylee said as she stared up at Raze in amazement. "Are you a monster?"

His skin was blue, and his hair was red, and his eyes were yellow. Mom and dad had told her that people that that were like that were mutants and mutants were monsters, but Kylee's favorite color was blue, and monsters weren't blue. Monsters were dark and scary, and they lived under your bed and ate all you good dreams and turned them into bad dreams.

They were also on tv hurting normal people.... like the mutant Magneto. But Magneto was red and purple. This guy was blue and not under her bed or on the tv. So maybe he wasn't a mutant?

Kylee was confused and a little scared. She didn't know where her mom and dad were.

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"You're right! I am blue," Raze stopped and smiled amiably down at the little girl. She wasn't old enough to mean anything by that. After a moment, he could smell her fear.

Ah. Somebody's getting brainwashed, hm.

Or maybe not, because hey. He did look like some kind of monster the human psyche could have invented; something right out of a storybook.

Raze slowly sat down cross-legged in front of her. He propped an elbow on a knee, hand open in front of himself. Out of his palm sprouted a rock, then out of the rock a little polished wooden figurine. It looked much like the girl in front of him, with curls and a similar outfit, but with pointed ears and a set of gauzy wings made of fine metal weave. A fairy. Something sturdy, something that would last so that she could remember.

When it was complete, he separated it from his palm and offered it to her.

"I don't think I'm a monster," he said, because I'm not a monster was not quite true. It really depended on a person's definition of 'monster.' But hey, at least he wasn't the kind of monster who attacked little kids. They had potential.

"I was born blue, just as you were born with your own pretty skin. You might have been born blue, too, or I might have been born with your skin. That doesn't mean you're a monster, or I'm a monster. We're just a little different."

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Kylee stared at the fairy in fascination. At the offer, she reached out with a pudgy hand and a wide smile that revealed that she had recently lost both of her front baby teeth.

It was the most beautiful fairy she had ever seen -- and it looked just like her! The blue man was magical! Maybe he was a fairy, too! Like the Fairy Godmother who made Cinderella a beautiful dress and turned pumpkins into a shiny coach.

Mom and Dad said that magic wasn't real. But the man made her a pretty fairy. They also said blue skin made him a monster, but he wasn't that, either.

"Thank you, mister!"

Kylee just had to give him something in return. It was the nice thing to do, especially for fairies.

She gently set the fairy down on the ground so that she could rummage through her little blue backpack. With another wide-gap smile, she held out her most (current) prized possession. Inside of a clear plastic capsule - the sort one would hold a plastic ring that you could get for a quarter at the mall - was a little stink bug that was desperately trying to climb up the side of the slick plastic.

"This is Bob. He's a stink bug. Mom doesn't like stink bugs and squishes them when they come inside, but I saved Bob!" Kylee's expression became a little sad. "I don't think Bob is happy in my backpack coz I don't have any bug food. Maybe you know how to make him happy!"

If the blue man was a magical fairy, maybe he would give Bob the most magical bug home where he would live happily ever with lots of bug food and no moms that wanted to squish him.

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Raze would like to bring Kylee a coffee.

"You are a fucking lifesaver," Kylee purred before taking a long sip from the mug. "I have been up since 3 am keeping an eye on our target...I had never had to spy on someone with such a fucked up sleeping schedule."

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"Wow, mister, you're blue!' Six-year-old Kylee said as she stared up at Raze in amazement. "Are you a monster?"

His skin was blue, and his hair was red, and his eyes were yellow. Mom and dad had told her that people that that were like that were mutants and mutants were monsters, but Kylee's favorite color was blue, and monsters weren't blue. Monsters were dark and scary, and they lived under your bed and ate all you good dreams and turned them into bad dreams.

They were also on tv hurting normal people.... like the mutant Magneto. But Magneto was red and purple. This guy was blue and not under her bed or on the tv. So maybe he wasn't a mutant?

Kylee was confused and a little scared. She didn't know where her mom and dad were.

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Thirteen-year-old Kylee hated sports. She was more of a theatre or slam poetry sort of kid so being dragged to a football game by her dad was akin to torture. Her father did not seem too keen on taking her either, but mom was tired and pregnant, and she needed some much-needed time to herself, so off they went on an eight-hour journey to Illinois to watch her father's high school alma mater play in the finals.

Stupid football. Stupid long drive. Stupid Dunfee High School and their unusually good football team this year.

They arrived at the large stadium over two hours early because her dad was a stickler for time and over-compensated for possible traffic jams on the way, allowing them to be just in time for the tailgating that was happening.

Stupid parking lot party where adults got drunk before football. Kylee snuck off from the partying (not like she really had to try as her father had found some old school friends and was currently three beers in and she was probably the last thing on his mind). She wandered around the other side of the stadium, trying to find an area a little less full of loud, drinking adults.

Instead, she found a bunch of loud teenage boys as they scrambled off the Dunfee school bus, laughing and joking around as they pushed and shoved each other. Kylee slid behind a nearby dumpster, not wanting the catch the eye of their coach, who had begun shouting at some of the rowdier boys. She waited until the noises moved away and died down --presumably now inside -- before she dared to wander out again.

Kylee was pleased to see that the bus was empty. And it was blissfully quiet once again. She walked toward the bus. It was an older, faded yellow school bus with chipping paint and -- Kylee nearly tripped on something on the ground and she fought to regain her balance. She had tripped on a hardcover book; a copy of Atlas Shrugged. With an annoyed huff, she picked it up.

Kylee had never read this book, but her English Professor's mother had a copy of it on her bookshelf that Kylee wasn't allowed to read yet. Had one of the boys dropped it? Kylee made a face: a teenage football player was not the first person she could imagine reading a book meant for adults.

"Excuse me."

Kylee jumped and let out a strangled yelp. She whipped around to see a very large number 10 jersey in her face. Her eyes traveled up to the wearer. The teenager before her was the largest person she had ever seen. It wasn't his height -- which wasn't much taller than her dad -- but the sheer broadness on his shoulders and the impressive bulk of his arms. Kylee was one of the tallest in her seventh-grade class, but next to him, she felt tiny.

She was staring and staring was rude. her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and her mouth went dry, but she managed to reply.

"I…um…you…err…do you know anyone who dropped a book?"

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what memory would your OC rather just forget?

what’s one way your OC has changed since you first came up with them?

if you met your OC, would the two of you get along?

What memory would your OC rather just forget?

Oof! She drinks to forget a lot of things: her anti-mutant parents, her Onslaught-ridden introduction to the X-Men, when she was blacklisted from nearly all journalism outlets...she has a lot that she would voluntarily erase from her mind, but alas, she hates telepaths (thanks Onslaught.)

What’s one way your OC has changed since you first came up with them?

The very first "draft" of Kylee was based off of a dream that I had about being a woman with a terrible mutant power. At first, I wanted to make a spin on it and have Kylee be a very feminine girl (think Legally Blonde levels) with a juxtaposing power. In the end, I decided that I didn't want to RP another peppy person (Because I have only so much mental energy to play Squirrel Girl). I wanted an outlet of a more dower/ darker character. So, I ended up making Kylee closer to me in personality.

(Note: I'm not nearly as pessimistic or troubled as Kylee is. This blog is not a cry for help, just an outlet for writing darker shit.)

If you met your OC, would the two of you get along?

Probably. She's like, 1/3 the same as me. Also, I'm pretty boring so I know she would have very little reason to spy on me.

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20. Does your OC have a tendency to get jealous? If so, how does this manifest?

No. She is rarely if ever jealous, so that does not really manifest in any significant way. She is, however, very envious of a lot of people.

21. Does your OC have any illnesses or disorders? How do they handle it?

High anxiety and dermatillomania (which is a form of OCD that manifests in the compulsive need to pick or scratch their skin). She has scars all over her arms and breasts. She manages the anxiety with medication but she keeps relapsing on her skin-picking habits. She wears a lot of shirts that cover her arms and chest completely.

22. What character alignment would you consider your OC to be?

On the alignment chart, Kylee is written as a true neutral so that her alignment could easily be tugged into different directions depending on her interactions in RPs. (For example: 97' Kylee is firmly Neutral Good while Krakoa Kylee is balancing on the very fine line between True Neutral and Neutral Evil.)

23. What emotion is the hardest for your OC to process? How about express?

Loneliness. Kylee ignores that feeling. She doesn't want to admit that she is lonely -- even though she in lonely a lot. But at the same time, she and been hurt so many times that she immediately put up a wall, which makes it harder to make friends...and thus she is lonely more often than not.

24. What is an alternative life path your OC might have gone down? How different would their life be if they'd made those decisions?

Kylee could easily gone down a much darker path with the right (aka wrong) mentor. Someone who saw the potential in such a unique power and finding ways at making it more useful.

(There is an evil version of Kylee who literally puts her bugs inside of people and messes with their organs...especially their brains.)

25. What is your favorite thing about your OC?

The fact that despite everything, Kylee keeps pushing through. She always finds a way to survive.

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butch wolverine, anyone?

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Send me a number and an OC, and I'll answer.

What memory would your OC rather just forget?

What's something about your OC that people wouldn't expect just from looking at them?

What is your OC's fatal flaw? Are they aware of this flaw?

When scared, does your OC fight, flee, freeze or fawn?

How far is your OC willing to go to get what they want?

How easily could your OC be convinced to do something that goes against their moral compass?

What's one way your OC has changed since you first came up with them?

Would your OC ostensibly be able to get away with murder?

Do you have a specific lyric or quote which you associate with your OC?

What's an AU that would be interesting to explore with your OC?

What is your OC's weapon of choice? Have they ever actually used it?

Is your OC self-destructive? In what ways?

If you met your OC, would the two of you get along?

How does your OC want to be seen by other characters?

Does your OC have a faceclaim? If so, who?

What is your OC's pain tolerance like?

What is the worst thing you have put your OC through story-wise?

Is your OC more cold and detached or up close and personal?

How does your OC behave when enraged?

Does your OC have a tendency to get jealous? If so, how does this manifest?

Does your OC have any illnesses or disorders? How do they handle it?

What character alignment would you consider your OC to be?

What emotion is the hardest for your OC to process? How about express?

What is an alternative life path your OC might have gone down? How different would their life be if they'd made those decisions?

What is your favorite thing about your OC?

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"what twenty-something hasn't fallen for some creepy asshole?"

How to be Eaten-based prompt (great book btw).

(Kylee has already gone through her twenties, so she would know.)

“I guess that’s right,” Raze laughed. He’d fallen for a few even before his twenties. If fallen for had little to do with actual romantic affection. “Well. Have you recovered yet?”

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“Perfect timing then,” he smirked, the joke intentional.

“Eh. I have more than enough to spare for other mutants in need,” he shrugged. Generosity was common from Raze, he had too many resources at hand and too little to personally care for.

“Plenty,” he nodded, and thought a while. “Let’s not hold you in debt. Would you be able tell me whether the Hank from here has done any more work on time machines or the like? Or is he just up to slaughtering and cloning at the moment? And, have you seen my mother around here?”

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Raze was being nice to her, so Kylee was more than willing to share.

"Well, there are technically two Hanks on this timeline... The o.g. Hank one pretty much just the cloning and killing from what I can tell. Though I know he knows a thing or two about time travel since he messed with the timeline a couple of years ago and brought his younger self and the other original X-Men into the current time. That was a shitshow for years...Good luck asking him for that information."

She grabbed a few bar peanuts and tossed them into her mouth.

"Personally, I think Hank is catching onto me as it has been more and more difficult to scope out all of his dealings. All of the doors to the labs are being fitted with air-tight seals and he 'accidently' crushed one of my cockroaches with a textbook the other day -- which hurt like hell -- very rude of him."

Kylee gave Raze a cheshire grin.

"The interloper Beast from dimension I-don't-give-a-shit is currently trapped in Sinister's lab. He might know a thing or two about time travel and is probably bored enough to talk about it if asked."

Kylle started to talk slower, trying in vain not to slur her words so much.

"I never thought I'd see the day when he would become the lesser of two evils. I guess you could say that the other McCoy will have to get his head in the game to catch up."

Kylee laughed at her own poorly constructed pun. She was too drunk to come up with something cleverer. It took a minute before she regained her composure and was able to continue her failing train of thought.

"As for your mother... I haven't seen her in a hot minute. At least, I don't think I have. Well, except for the wedding. -- god, I love weddings, especially one with an open bar -- she just married her wife, Irene. So, huzza for her! I think that if you wanna know where she is, just look for Irene. Or maybe Irene will come to you. She like, sees the future or something. If you're looking for you mother, Irene probably already knows."