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Kitty Pryde || 26 Mutant || X-Man Teaches: Computer Hacking & Ninjutsu. Damn straight, I'm a ninja.

[undevelopedismshasmoved-deactiv]

get to know my character meme

[thetelepcth]

What is your full name?

Where and when were you born?

Who are/were your parents? (Know their names, occupations, personalities, etc.)

Do you have any siblings? What are/were they like?

Where do you live now, and with whom? Describe the place and the person/people.

What is your occupation?

Write a full physical description of yourself. You might want to consider factors such as: height, weight, race, hair and eye color, style of dress, and any tattoos, scars, or distinguishing marks.

To which social class do you belong?

Do you have any allergies, diseases, or other physical weaknesses?

Are you right- or left-handed?

What does your voice sound like?

What words and/or phrases do you use very frequently?

What do you have in your pockets?

Do you have any quirks, strange mannerisms, annoying habits, or other defining characteristics?

How would you describe your childhood in general?

What is your earliest memory?

How much schooling have you had?

Did you enjoy school?

Where did you learn most of your skills and other abilities?

While growing up, did you have any role models? If so, describe them.

While growing up, how did you get along with the other members of your family?

As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

As a child, what were your favorite activities?

As a child, what kinds of personality traits did you display?

As a child, were you popular? Who were your friends, and what were they like?

When and with whom was your first kiss?

Are you a virgin? If not, when and with whom did you lose your virginity?

If you are a supernatural being (i.e. mage, werewolf, vampire), tell the story of how you became what you are or first learned of your own abilities. If you are just a normal human, describe any influences in your past that led you to do the things you do today.Part 3: Past Influences

What do you consider the most important event of your life so far?

Who has had the most influence on you?

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

What is your greatest regret?

What is the most evil thing you have ever done?

Do you have a criminal record of any kind?

When was the time you were the most frightened?

What is the most embarrassing thing ever to happen to you?

If you could change one thing from your past, what would it be, and why?

What is your best memory?

What is your worst memory?Part 4: Beliefs And Opinions

Are you basically optimistic or pessimistic?

What is your greatest fear?

What are your religious views?

What are your political views?

What are your views on sex?

Are you able to kill? Under what circumstances do you find killing to be acceptable or unacceptable?

In your opinion, what is the most evil thing any human being could do?

Do you believe in the existence of soul mates and/or true love?

What do you believe makes a successful life?

How honest are you about your thoughts and feelings (i.e. do you hide your true self from others, and in what way)?

Do you have any biases or prejudices?

Is there anything you absolutely refuse to do under any circumstances? Why do you refuse to do it?

Who or what, if anything, would you die for (or otherwise go to extremes for)?Part 5: Relationships With Others

In general, how do you treat others (politely, rudely, by keeping them at a distance, etc.)? Does your treatment of them change depending on how well you know them, and if so, how?

Who is the most important person in your life, and why?

Who is the person you respect the most, and why?

Who are your friends? Do you have a best friend? Describe these people.

Do you have a spouse or significant other? If so, describe this person.

Have you ever been in love? If so, describe what happened.

What do you look for in a potential lover?

How close are you to your family?

Have you started your own family? If so, describe them. If not, do you want to? Why or why not?

Who would you turn to if you were in desperate need of help?

Do you trust anyone to protect you? Who, and why?

If you died or went missing, who would miss you?

Who is the person you despise the most, and why?

Do you tend to argue with people, or avoid conflict?

Do you tend to take on leadership roles in social situations?

Do you like interacting with large groups of people? Why or why not?

Do you care what others think of you?Part 6: Likes And Dislikes

What is/are your favorite hobbies and pastimes?

What is your most treasured possession?

What is your favorite color?

What is your favorite food?

What, if anything, do you like to read?

What is your idea of good entertainment (consider music, movies, art, etc.)?

Do you smoke, drink, or use drugs? If so, why? Do you want to quit?

How do you spend a typical Saturday night?

What makes you laugh?

What, if anything, shocks or offends you?

What would you do if you had insomnia and had to find something to do to amuse yourself?

How do you deal with stress?

Are you spontaneous, or do you always need to have a plan?

What are your pet peeves?Part 7: Self Images And Etc.

Describe the routine of a normal day for you. How do you feel when this routine is disrupted?

What is your greatest strength as a person?

What is your greatest weakness?

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

Are you generally introverted or extroverted?

Are you generally organized or messy?

Name three things you consider yourself to be very good at, and three things you consider yourself to be very bad at.

Do you like yourself?

What are your reasons for being an adventurer (or doing the strange and heroic things that RPG characters do)? Are your real reasons for doing this different than the ones you tell people in public? (If so, detail both sets of reasons…)

What goal do you most want to accomplish in your lifetime?

Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

If you could choose, how would you want to die?

If you knew you were going to die in 24 hours, name three things you would do in the time you had left.

What is the one thing for which you would most like to be remembered after your death?

What three words best describe your personality?

What three words would others probably use to describe you?

If you could, what advice would you, the player, give to your character? (You might even want to speak as if he or she were sitting right here in front of you, and use proper tone so he or she might heed your advice…)

[greeninkbutterfly]

[thetelepcth]

               ❝You’re doing great, you just need to focus a little more. Don’t think about what went wrong, just feel your power, let it seep into you so you can reach out for it. Ready to try again?❞

[phxser]

Kitty may have been back for a few weeks now but she’s been so wrapped up in getting back into the swing of teaching and moving some of her stuff into her own apartment in New York that she’s barely had time to catch up with the rest of the X-Men or even the Professor. Though, she plans to still live at the mansion, she’d opted to get a place of her own too just as a get-away pad. Though currently, she stood with her shoulder resting against a door frame, watching Charles with a young student and a fond smile forms on her lips.

“You still use the same lines from when I was thirteen,” she calls out, amusement in her voice, lifting her hand and waving.

[imakkhaleesi]

“Be careful with her, she is very aggressive.”

[elderofknowhere]

“That is the universe in general my dear. Nothing ever stops not even for death.” He had seen countless things and places come and go only to be replaced by something else later on. It was strange at first but eventually he had stopped paying attention to things such as that. There was no reason to miss a place anymore as there was always going to be something like it again at some point in time. 

One bar closes and another opens later. People eventually come back and the cycle continues once again.  

[phxser]

Kitty let out an undignified but amused snort at that. 

Nothing ever stops, not even for death.

Gods, did she know that. Her entire bedroom wall was dedicated to photos of teammates, of friends, of loved ones that she had lost. A constant reminder that the world was cruel and kept taking, a constant reminder that she had to push herself to her extremes every day to ensure she wasn’t next and to ensure that she was prepared to protect and defend those who couldn’t protect and defend themselves. All in a days work as an X-Man, though. 

“Well the universe sure does seem to love dishing out traumatic experiences,” she mused back, eyes still locked on the television, “you think it’d like to chill once in a while.”

[godsxgiift-deactivated20170220]

Warren took a seat on the bed as he waited, fiddling with some odd looking gismo he’d picked up. Hopefully not a death ray. He narrowed his eyes at the threat, amused “Straight to the nuclear option… Alright.” , holding out his hand to seal the deal. “Mutually Assured Destruction it is.”. 

Bouncing, as she flopped on the bed, Warren leaned back on his elbows letting out a long, mournful sigh. “I’ll just have to live with the rejection. Probably for the best, I would have expected sugar. Still, if you change your mind. We could be neighbouuurs..” 

With an eyeroll, Warren rolled off the bed, avoiding the question entirely, “C’mon, where’s my tour. Or, you could tell me about Scotland…”

[phxser]

She crosses back over to him with a grin on her lips, taking his hand and shaking it to seal the deal. Once she’s let go of his hand, she flops onto the bed beside him because honestly, there’s not much of an apartment to give a tour of and telling him about Scotland is probably the more interesting option.

“Aw, Warren, if you want some sugar, all you gotta do is ask,” she teased, patting his cheek twice in a playful manner. “If we were neighbours, I’d demand soundproof walls. I don’t wanna listen to the sounds of you getting laid by whoever you’ve picked up from one of your rich people galas,” she smirked.

She noticed how he avoided her question, the avoidance merely causing her to kink her eyebrow but she didn’t push him for an answer. If he wanted to talk, he would. All the X-Men had their own little secrets they liked to keep and Kitty had learned never to push too hard to get answers even if she was concerned for her teammates. “Anyway...Scotland...” she muttered, “it was alright. Crap weather. Spent a lot of time in the lab with Moira. When I wasn’t in the lab, Brian and I were travelling to London to do work with MI:13.”

[why-i-love-comics]

All-New X-Men #14 (2013)

written by Brian Michael Bendis art by Stuart Immonen, Wade von Grawbadger, & Marte Gracia

[adeirdreblog-blog]

Okay, so the day hadn’t been a great one so far. Carol had been waken up before the dawn by a bizarre nightmare that had then kept her from falling asleep again, meaning she had then decided to drink what felt like a gallon of coffee. Now, after a morning of doing mostly nothing and feeling incredibly restless, Carol had decided to head outside, hoping a long walk would be enough to calm her nerves and occupy her mind, even if it was only for a short moment. 

Despite all the things Carol had seen and experienced in her life, the excitement of New York City had not gone anywhere. She enjoyed wandering around and finding new places, alleys she hadn’t noticed or restaurants she desperately wander to try. Sometimes the whole thought of it made Carol feel like a silly little girl, so eager to explore this huge city. It was strange, really, just how much love the woman had for her new home. She did miss Boston sometimes, she really did, but she had no interest moving back. It was all just a bit too painful for her. 

A smile had made its way to Carol’s face, had softened and relaxed her sharp features. However, the expression was soon wiped away, a look of alert replacing that of delight. The people around her had all started to mutter and mumble to themselves, the loud voice of a young woman drawing Carol’s attention as she started to walk just a little bit faster. She could now see the woman running down the street with a small girl, clearly being chased by someone. Or a group of someones, Carol wasn’t entirely sure. However, she did not like the look of the situation and decided running after the pair was the wisest thing to do. 

“Hey, you two!” she called after the two, taking one last look behind herself before sprinting to full speed.

[phxser]

Kitty was determined to stop for no-one but she had a little girl with her and eventually the girl would need to stop and catch her breath. Kitty was lucky in the sense, she didn’t have that problem. So long as she was phased, she didn’t need to breathe but even if she phased the girl in her charge, the girl still needed to breathe; she didn’t have the same molecular structure and control as Kitty did.

Hey, you two!

Kitty peered over her shoulder, worried that it was a member of the mob closing in one them but the lady chasing after them didn’t look angry, she looked concerned. Not that that made the X-Woman drop her guard. She was still very much in fight mode and would happily go ninja on anyone who got too close for her comfort. Though, she had to stop and let the girl catch her breath so strategically, she placed herself between the younger girl and the woman who was sprinting after them.

“I just want to get her somewhere safe,” Kitty stated, raising her hands to show she meant no harm to anyone despite the fact she was clearly a mutant clad in an X-Man uniform. She didn’t want to stay in one spot long and it showed in the way she shuffled from foot to foot, desperate to get back on the move before the angry mob caught up with them.

[prydeofthexmen]

Gifset Aesthetics - Katherine "Kitty" Pryde

[thequeen-rp]

they died and i lived – why did i live?

[phxser]

Of course.

It was a bitter thought in her mind. Of course, it was just Kitty’s luck that would put her in such a scenario while she was on a mission that was supposed to be simple. Back up shouldn’t have been a requirement and so that’s why she was the only yellow and blue clad individual in the vicinity. She was tearing through the building, her hand clutching tightly to the hand of a mutant much younger than herself. A small girl with a physical mutation who had received so much abuse from her peers, her own family and her entire neighborhood that she’d been forced to flee from her home and live day to day on whatever scraps she could find. 

An easy, phase in, phase out of the building job had turned into mass hysteria. There was a damn mob chasing them now and Kitty was half disappointed that pitchforks weren’t a common thing in this city. Nothing like a good pitchfork wielding mob to make your day, right? No, they had baseball bats and crowbars instead. Great. She could have easily taken them, regardless of most the men in the group being three times her size but she didn’t dare take her eyes off her new charge.

“Excuse me, coming through!” Kitty bellowed as they exited through the other side of the building, crashing back into the crowded streets of New York and pushing through the masses of people to try get some distance.

[chimis-changa]

Guardians of the Galaxy #6

[godsxgiift-deactivated20170220]

“Woaah. Madam, please, holster your weapons!”, Warren laughed, the sound bubbling out of him at the impromptu gun show. He needed this. Friends were few and far between outside the mansion: real friends, who knew about the feathers, the tights the whole mess. More than she knew. Warren gave a look down, nose scrunching at his own appearance. “Looks like it. Plus how else will you buy my silence? Would be an awful shame if the kids were to find out about this place…” he gasped, “We could take school trips!”.

At the invitation he climbed in quickly, 16 feet of glaring white wingspan tucking compactly to settle against his back. “Something.”. echoed teasingly as he made his way deeper into the apartment. Ever impatient, and nosy, Warren idly browsed through her shelves as he waited. “So any particular reason you’re living here of all places? You know I’ve got maybe a dozen just sitting around, with like, space and everything. You could have had your pick.”.

[phxser]

Grabbing clothes from off an overly piled up chair, Kitty disappeared back into her little en-suite in order to dress, only to return a minute later in a t-shirt and jeans. “Reveal my hiding place and I’ll reveal the ones I know of yours,” she cooed in response, waggling her finger in his direction. It wasn’t that she wanted to avoid the students but sometimes down time was just a necessity and personal space. Personal space seemed to be slim pickings around the mansion and since she was no longer a teenager who required a legal guardian, it was time to branch out a little. 

“Well, I hope you enjoyed the view,” she chuckled, sticking her tongue out at him before flopping onto her bed. She shrugged her shoulders at his question; she hadn’t particularly cared much about the location of the apartment. “I just wanted somewhere cheap and cheerful. I can’t be relying on my sugar daddy for everything, girl’s got to have a bit of independence.”

Once again, she looked over him and shook her head a little. “Gonna tell me the story behind what looks like a quick get away?” She asked, gesturing to his ripped attire.

[tonys-starks]

[phxser]

⇕ (from Illyana)

⇕ = holding their hand

For hours now, Kitty had been lost in her own little world focusing on some technological project. Down in the sub-levels of the mansion, tinkering away with wires wrapped all around her, tools scattered about the floor and various pieces of hardware upon her lap. She’d have stayed that way for the rest of the evening if it hadn’t been for the way a hand slipped into hers the moment she’d put down the screwdriver she’d been holding.

Her head instantly lifted and she looked beside her just to see Illyana. A soft smile formed on Kitty’s lips and she gave the blonde’s hand a small squeeze, using her free hand to shift the wires and circuitry off her lap. It’d been a long while since Kitty had properly seen her best friend and since returning to the mansion, Kitty had slipped back into her usual busybody routine.

“Everything alright, Snowflake?” She murmured, instantly slipping into Russian. A force of habit around the Rasputin’s.

[phxser]

☢

☢ = falling over

It seems to become the norm; meeting up with Liss from drinks and just going all out with it. It’s a great way for Kitty to unwind after a long week of teaching or missions, or whatever the world has decided to throw in her direction. As much as she loves the X-Men, it’s refreshing to have a friend who’s on the outside of it all where she can be Kitty opposed to Shadowcat, where she’s just a regular woman not a heroic ninja. 

The bar had closed for the night which meant it was time to stumble home and the older of the two had offered to walk the younger home. Of course, with their current sunny disposition, it was all laughter and walking in wonky lines - they were as merry as could be. That was until Liss went toppling and it prompted an incoherent blabber of words to escape Kitty in her shock. 

“Are you alright?” She asked, looking down at her friend with a concerned look on her face. However, within seconds it was switched for a grin and a laugh. “C’mon, up we get, Red!” She giggled, holding her hand out to help Liss up.

[phxser]

❂

❂ = wiping blood off their face

Blood is nothing new to Kitty Pryde. In fact, for exactly half her life, it has become the norm. She’s seen more bloodshed and funerals than she’s seen loving exchanges and weddings. In many ways, she’s become immune to watching her former classmates wiping blood from their faces, their clothes, their hands, their hair…She’s become immune to doing it on herself as well. While blood doesn’t phase her in the slightest, it does make her worry about what’s happened to get the blood there in the first place.

She looks Eulia up and down, checking to see if there’s any wounds that will need attending - one of the upsides of being an X-Man means she’s been forced to go through pre-med training. 

“What happened this time?” She asks, knowing full well how hot-headed her friend is and that this isn’t the first or last fight she’s going to get herself into.