the White Hot Room

Hello Again

2006-04-14T11:09:00.000-07:00

I'm back. At least I think I'm back. I feel back. And rejuvenated. Not at all like I could

eat an entire galaxy!

I did skip last nights party though. I felt that after all that had happened, people had seen enough of me. So I headed downstairs and into the Med Lab, and hovered of myself. Literally.

"Alright. Come on you." I said to myself, feeling entirely stupid. I placed a hand on my clone's head and a brilliant white light filled the room. After a few moments, I stood alone in a white and gold version of my Phoenix costume. "There. All my pieces." I said, still talking to myself. Now I am whole.

After this I left, heading up to Scott's room where I found an old shoebox of his. He began to go through it, and was saddened by what I found. This whole time. When I thought it was me, it was Warren. And now Warren is seemingly with Emma. And I am old. Alone. And done for. Not really, but I felt I need a dramatic statement there. I am actually fine with this revelation. Scott was too whiny for me anyhow. Where is the little prick anyways?

Oh well. After placing the box in Warren's room, I promptly headed to Cerebra to find my "husband." He was at the Hellfire Club. Which was recently turned into a glorified strip bar. He was seemingly enjoying the show, up until he sensed me. He immeadiately perked up and ran out in an atempt to resolve the situation. Too late. I left the chamber and headed outside, meeting him on the front lawn.

"Jean. You're alive. And not crazy." he said to me, reaching for my hands.

"Yes. But too bad I can't say the same for you."

"What? What do you mea-" he started, but I cut him off by erasing his memory. Now. I know that may seem irrational and evil and Dark Phoenix like, but I put it back together. Except this time, he would not remember anything about me.

"Who're you?" he asked me, a puzzled expression on his face. "My name is Jean Grey."

"Why hello Jean. Nice to meet you."

Clone Wars

2006-04-10T20:35:00.000-07:00

Well, I'm back. It's me. The real Jean. The catatonic one is a Phoenix Force made clone, and when she was defeated, I rose. It's all very foggy, but the Cuckoos assure me that everything'll be okay. A lot of tension seems to be in the house. I can feel it pressing against my mind. It's enough to drive someone crazy. There also seems to be clones or alternate versions or stunt doubles. Some mess like that, running around the mansion. It is upsetting, to say the least. But I assume Charles will handle this. As for now, I've locked myself in my bedroom, attempting to center myself.

Over the Cuckoo's Nest

2006-04-02T12:25:00.000-07:00

Greetings.
This is the Stepford Cuckoos. We regret to inform you that Miss Grey is indisposed at the moment. We found her in the Kitchen wailing about the voices in her head. We got Mr. Worthington and Mr. Summers to restrain her and she is in the Med Lab as we speak. She mentioned something about eating galaxies and other galactic activities such as suns and moons. You know, the usual.

We found her password to be simple enough, so we decided for those of you who didn't know, that you should. One name in particular that stuck out was Trunks. She apparently has plans to kills this person named after swim wear. Mr. Summers says last time this happened she escaped and killed an entire gala-

As we type this Miss Grey has escaped her restraints and fried Mr. Summers and Dr. McCoy.

Her mind is a mess.

And on fire.

Seering pain.

Oh, the Jedi's are going to feel this one.

Nothing more than usual.

2006-03-31T13:02:00.000-08:00

I know. I know. Some of you are frightend. I can sense it. I promise to not eat our sun. I can't make any promises about any others though. Today was rather uneventful. We are all awating the news on this child that could possibly be Charles'.

I do not think it is. But it very well could be. He may be in a wheelchair. But that has never stopped him before. Don't act like you didn't know.

Anyways, Warren and I have taken up crimefighting once more. We missed the good ol' days when it was just five of us, and not every mutant who stepped through the Institute's door was adorned with X's and sent out in Charles' name.

We're not bitter. No.

All we need is Hank, Scott and Bobby to join us. Bobby will be easy. Especially since Warren is on the team. And I can draw in Scott. Hank though. Hank is a big question mark right now. Hopefully he will not give into this blasted cure.

But that's where we are right now. I hope all of your lives are a little more interesting.

The Last Stand

2006-03-21T16:00:00.000-08:00

So. Dr. Kavita Rao decided to unvail her little "cure" today. I could not let that happen. If this cure got into the wrong hands, we would all be in serious trouble. Silly Charles and his pitiful X-Men do not share this point of view though. Fools. They would be the first to go if this little serum mades it's way into the mainstream. Erick and I are doing them a favour.

That was until that tart, Gaia decided to cross me. Now I am going to have to kill her. Strongest X-Man indeed.

From the Ashes

2006-03-17T08:57:00.000-08:00

Oops. Sorry. I died while having adventures in Britain. Well. It seems I was tagged, so here are my replies.

If you were to ghost write Deadpool's autobiography, what would you name it?
"Deadpool: The Untold Bea Arthur Story"

If Simon Cowell were to ask you to help takeover France with Deadpool and himself, would you accept?
While I wouldn't need Simon or Wade, I would do it.

On a scale of 50-100, with 50 being mind blowing and 100 being drooling the Nile river, how would you rate Bea Arthur?
....49.

If you were to appear on Deadpool's show, who would you play?
His therapist. Desperately trying to get into his pants. Yet never suceeding.

List 5 ways to improve tacos.
Uhm. I do not eat tacos.

Would you die for Deadpool?
Eh, why not? I'll come right back. I may kill some people and go all crazy. But I'll be back.

Do you find Cable's eyes dreamy?
I do not believe in incest. (Like those Maximoff Twins.)

Tag more 1 more person than the person who tagged you meaning if person A tags 4 people, you tag 5 and the people you tag, have to tag 6.
Jean-Paul, Charles, Cable, Wanda, Selene and Elisabeth. (I dunno. I've been dead.)

From Jean, with Love

2006-02-13T17:15:00.000-08:00

So; I am spending my Valentine's Day alone in Britain. I guess it could be worse, I could be with Scott. I do believe I will be at a bar tonight, to see if I cannot wrangle me up a date. If I do, I will tell you all the sordid details after the fact.

Wish me luck.

Brighter Than Sunshine

2006-02-03T15:15:00.000-08:00

So. I have been gone quite sometime. I had to find myself. All of me. It was quite a task, but I do believe I pulled it off. Now I feel alot better about things. With Scott and Emma. With the school. And life in general. I have decided that if Emma is the one Scott wants, I am going to be happy for them. And not try and kill her every other day.

Also, I have decided to travel England and most of Europe. I do hope everyone is okay. I am sorry I didn't stop in to say goodbyes, but I needed to do this.

And since I've been tagged:

Four Jobs You've Had
Student
Teacher
Phoenix
Black Queen

Four Places You Have Lived
Weschester, New York
The bottom of a bay
The White Hot Room
The Sun

Four TV Shows You Love To Watch
Project Runway
Gilmore Girls
Best Week Ever
Grey's Anatomy

Four Place You've Been on Vacation
Muir Isle, Great Britian
Genosha
The Shi'ar Galaxy
the Sun

Four (or so) Blogs You Visit Daily
Gaia, of the Universal Amalgamator
Selene, the Black Queen
Emma Frost, the White Queen
Charles Xavier, Professor X's Blog

Four of Your Favorite Foods
Suns
Stars
Energy
Chicken

Four Places You'd Rather Be
The White Hot Room
The Sun
Europe
Texas

Four Albums You Can't Live Without
Emma's Killers CD
Scott's Mariah CD
Betsy's Coldplay CD
Ororo's Madonna CD

Four Vehicles You've Owned
I fly, not drive
Jean Grey
Madelyne Pryor

Four People to be Tagged
Emma Frost
Selene
Magneto
Deadpool
(Everyone's done it. I'm so late.)

Phases 2 & 3

2006-01-09T20:19:00.000-08:00

Alright. So the other day we caught Lorna Dane, and now we were after the second piece, Pietro Maximoff. I know, I know. How can this plan possibly work? Apocalpyse based his entire plan off of a video game. The imbecile. As for now, Gaia and I are playing along. So no harm will be brought to Lorna and Pietro.

After we captured Pietro, which was inexplicably easy. I scanned his mind to make sure it was him, and it was. Next was the prized jewel. A living diamond.

I flew out to where Emma was staying and kindly invited myself in. After a few choice words, I began to work with Emma, devising a plan. She would help on one condition. I would reveal it, but that goes against our agreement.

So now, Emma arrived with me in France, where I awaited Apoccy to tell me who I needed to get next. I would be taking Gaia with me, but he told me he had her working on some other special plan.

Phase 1

2006-01-08T20:30:00.000-08:00

So. I was talk with Apoccy today after we brought home Celine. He was telling me his brilliant plan to rule the world with. Let me tell you now, it is ridiculous. Yet all to familiar. He told me how he wanted four certain mutants for some crazy machine of his.

I couldn't believe it. He'd taken the plot from X-Men Legends II. So my job today was to go out and capture Lorna Dane, AKA Polaris. So, I took Gaia along with me. She does come in very handy. And she also brought that pesky fox again.

"Alright. We'll start at the Mansion. Remember, most of the kids and staff don't know we're faking, so they won't hold back." I told her.

And without a hitch, Colossus, Wolverine, Iceman, Polaris, Rogue and Gambit all piled out of the Mansion.

"Jeannie, why'd ya have to do it? Why'd ya join Apocalypse?" Wolverine asked, poised and ready to strike.

"Silence you insolent fool." I snapped, waving my hand and sending him flying.

Rogue and Lorna instantly took to the air. Rogue fired several balls of fire at me, and Lorna tossed a metal statue. "Gaia!" I called.

She snapped into action, warping the statue into cotton.

"Nifty." I said, but before I knew it, Wolverine was flying at me at an incredible speed.

"FASTBALL SPECIAL!" he called, claws extended. I fried him. "Didn't you try that last time?" I asked, lifting him up and tossing him at Gambit. "Two down!" I called to Gaia. She nodded and used her immense psychokinetic powers and tossed Rogue into Colossus.

"That just leaves Miss Dane." I mocked, moving in on her. "Gaia! The ball!"

Out of nowhere, a large plastic ball appeared, surrounding Lorna. "We got her! Let's go!"

And with that, we were off to France again, our first prize obtained.

I did it....

2006-01-06T19:20:00.000-08:00

I did it. I went and joined Apocalypse. Why? Too bother Gaia. She has been irritating me a whole lot lately. She says I don't bug her, but she's getting semi-defensive. Besides. I think I am more suited to be evil sometimes. I mean, I represent all of life in the galaxy, why not take that life away? So. I made my way to France.

Apocalypse was pleased that I had joined. He even rearranged his Horsemen so I could be Death. Isn't that lovely? Now with Gaia and Oprah, we only need one last Horseman.

I wonder who Gaia will bring in.

I Ain't No Holla Back Girl

2006-01-05T16:52:00.000-08:00

So. I received a call today from a very suspicious man. I can only assume that it was Apocalypse, rather upset that I turned down his offer of being Death. Oh well. He will just have to deal with it. But, I can use this to get to know my son, Cable, a whole lot better. I felt so bad that he and his friend Deadpool were eliminated from the race.

Maybe we can team up to stop Apocalypse. He is partially to blame for Scott's.. er.. condition.

ARGH.

2006-01-03T12:48:00.000-08:00

Okay. I had a whole post explaining my triumphant return back to the good side when the power surged. Now I have to redo this. I hate electricity. And it's just another reason why I would like to destroy the world.

But I'm not. Trust me. :)

Death Becomes Her

2005-12-31T08:41:00.000-08:00

So. I've applied for a new job. As Apocalypse's Horseman of Death. I really hope I get this. I would love it. It would give me the chance to get rid of every single one of you forever. Especially that tart Emma, and my husband Scott.

Anyhoo, I've been watching the Amazing Mutant Race II, and I'm cheering for... no one. Okay, maybe Captain Picard, as he throws a nice Christmas party, or Master Yoda, cause I like frogs.

I really don't have much to say other than I hope you all have a plesant New Year. If any of you make it that far.

Pop Goes the Jubilee

2005-12-28T17:37:00.000-08:00

I regret to inform you that Miss Jubilation Lee is in the Med Bay here on Muir Island. She kept skating around, and eventually tripped over some cords in one of the workshops. She became entagled, and her plasma blasts did not help.

I just could not understand why she would not stop blowing things up. It's a mystery to me.

Anyhow, I was utterly bored without a puppet-er I mean friend to play with. So I decided I would help out Emma. I flew to wherever it was Scott had taken her.

So here I sit, in a nearby hotel on a computer in the lobby. Soon I will strike and free my nemesis from my husband and all shall be well.

Hellfire & Brimstone

2005-12-27T09:29:00.000-08:00

Here I am. Once again. I recently fled from the Hellfire Club after realizing what was going on. Not without nearly destroying them all first. Out of love for Scott, I left Emma Frost in tact. Although Selene and Shaw escaped, I did manage to completely obliterate Pierce, Leland and Mastermind. They never saw it coming. After I walked through the front door of the now destroyed Club, I headed to the nearest Old Navy to get some proper clothing. Affordable and nice looking. Although, I didn't really pay for it.

After my spree there, I headed to the Mansion. Everyone had just opened presents and the students were practically hanging off of the ceiling, playing with their toys and gadgets. I made my way to the hangar and hopped into the mini-jet, preparing to take off, when someone hopped in. It was Jubilee.

"Can I help you Miss Lee?" I asked calmly, buckling myself in.

"Where'ya goin' Miss Grey?" she asked, popping her gum.

"Away. Now, would you please, get out." I asked her, trying not to rip her into a million, screaming, traumatized atoms.

"Away where?"

Boy. She was persistent. I think ever since she was crucified on the lawn, she doesn't want to be alone.

"I'm going to Muir Island." I lied. She settled in and buckled up. She wasn't going to let me go without her. So here we are, on Muir Island. I don't know how much more I can take.

All hail the Black Queen

2005-12-21T09:45:00.000-08:00

Ah, the joys of destruction. After the premiere, where I noticed that not only did Scott bring me. He also brought Emma, and if I'm not mistaken Madelyne Pryor was with him. The fool! After the three of us knocled him out, I grabbed him by the collar and flew into the air with him, dangling him over the cold waters of a nearby lake. No one would find him there. For awhile anyways. That was until he began apologizing. Damn him. I got closer to the ground and dumped him behind a Wendy's, not before beating him senselessly though.

I went for a little flight. I ended up in this posh looking mansion on the North side of the city. It seemed to be familiar, yet it was calling out to me. So I landed on the balcony. I was greeted by several servants, hailing me as their queen. I think I could get used to this.

Ooops.

2005-12-15T11:16:00.000-08:00

So, after a couple of mishaps, I think I finally got everyone back to the right universe. I'll have to investigate the White Hot Room and the Phoenix Corps later.

As I walked through the kitchen, I realized that we were out of paper towels. That's when I lost it. I began to smash all the dishes and the cabinets they were in.

Let's see how they like it when there is nothing in the kitchen. Such wasteful people. I immeadiately looked over to the fridge, imploding it with my mind and leaving it a runny lump on the floor. As I finished destroying the kitchen, I looked around, spotting the paper towels on the table.

"Damn." I muttered to myself, and silently walked up to my room. I decided to continue my streak by exploding a few things along the way to my room, such as Emma's mirror and a few flower vases along the hallway.

Sorry Charles.

WTF?

2005-12-12T14:16:00.000-08:00

As I sat in the Starbucks, a large wall ov TV's came on. The pictues were all a bit fuzzy and white-washed, yet clear. The events that unfolded before me on one of the screens was exactly what Professor Xavier has been describing. And now I know that it is really happening to them.

So I decided to try something. I put my hand into the screen and picked up the lifeless metal body of Colossus. It's head was missing, but it would do. I reshaped it in my image and possessed it. It was quite a weird experience, and I don't know why I didn't just come back to life in a fiery blaze, but this would do just as well.

I made my way towards all teh explosions and watched, biding my time.

White Hot

2005-12-08T06:23:00.000-08:00

So I awoke this morning in the White Hot Room. Luckily for me, they have a Starbucks with an internet connection, otherwise I wouldn't be able to type this.

It's very calming being in the White Hot Room, I feel very pampered. They have this lovely Brit-pop music playing in the background as and endless number of other Phoenixes walk around as if this is where they lived. Professor, you should see it. Especially the heart of it. It's a very lovely shade of red.

After awhile of walking around, and being referred to as "White Phoenix of the Crown", I decided to investigate my arrival here. Did I die? I'm not quite sure, but I intend on finding out.

Shimmy Shimmy Quarter Turn

2005-12-02T13:25:00.000-08:00

As I wandered about the Mansion, I had the strangest run-in with a certain Cajun. Mr. LeBeau snuck up on me, and knocked me over the head with a candle stick. It worked, as the next thing I knew, I awoke in his room, once again strapped to a bed.

"What are you doing?" I asked him, and he muttered something quickly in French. I struggled to get free, but he'd really tied me good. "Remy Etienne LeBeau. You answer me this instant." I commanded, he turned to look at me, a devious smirk on his face.

"Ah'm gon' use yah tah show ev'ryone Ah'm not gay." he said, or something to that affect. I am terrible at typing his accent. I could do nothing but laugh. And laugh. And laugh. He glared at me, and began to cry.

That's when I felt bad. "Untie me Remy." I told him, and he did. I sat him on the bed and placed a hand lovingly on his shoulder.

"If you ever try something like that again, I will personally rid the world of your presence." I told him. He suddenly paled, and passed out. So for right now, he's in his closet under a pile of trenchcoats and once I am done with this post, I will be on my way to anywhere.

Migraine

2005-12-01T14:37:00.000-08:00

So. I awoke this morning with the worst headache. Oh. And I was strapped to the bed. I tried to telekinetically undo the straps, but to no avail. Apparently Leech was still around. So, after almost an hour of struggling, I got free. Upon exiting my room, I saw the little bugger negating my powers. When no one was looking, I knocked him out and hid him in the hall closet underneath some linens.

I then began probing for reasons why I was tied to the bed. I found Scott first. Pathetic Scott. Apparently I lost control of the Phoenix after he remarked on my hips. Idiot. So, my plans to kill were once more foiled. I should really work on my timing. Or just rid myself of him in secret. It's not like anyone would care. Except Emma. But I don't care about her much either. After all, she did steal my husband. Skank.

So for now, I will try to remain calm and not kill everyone. I really am sorry to everyone. Sort of. Maybe. Yeah.

Oh yeah. I also found out that I fried Logan, and he lived. I can't do anything! Why won't he die?! One day, I will get rid of him. I promise. Until then I'll just use him to make Scott mad.

So...

2005-11-28T15:04:00.000-08:00

I've decided that if you people don't get it together, I am going to kill you all. Starting with Scott. Then Emma. Then everyone else in one, fatal swoop.

I made this decisions for various reasons.

1. Because of horrible renditions of my character. On TV, various toys and movies.

2. Because my husband is a two-timing, pansy of a man.

3. For this new sensation, the rapture of destruction.

4. For the pleasure of the Phoenix, the unbound joy of evil.

5. It's GREY. Not Gray, not Grae. Get it right, fools.

6. Cause puppies no longer distract me.

That's it. You have a day to stop me, or to grow up. Mortals.

Be calm now, your time has come. Accept the judgement of the Phoenix.

Homeword Bound

2005-11-23T20:54:00.000-08:00

So I left England this morning, and should be home by tomorrow sometime. Hopefully before Thanksgiving Dinner. On the plane, I was sitting next to some kid, and he actually recognized me. He started asking me all of these questions about some game he was playing. Some X-Men Legends II on PSP. I told him I had no clue, so he watched as I tried to play.

It was pretty simple once I'd absorbed the knowledge from his mind. I was in there TWICE. It was so weird. And so addicting. I almost wanted to take it from him, but I couldn't. But I did play almost the whole flight. He didn't seem too bothered. I must say, not to brag, but I was the best character in the game. He even acknowledged this stating I (both versions) was a permanent fixture on his team. I felt so loved. It made me want a child. Then I remembered I had at least 3 kids. Actually.. I'm not even sure since they're all alternate timeline of future or clone children.

But that's besides the point. I should be around later. Maybe. I'll see.

British Invasion

2005-11-22T14:42:00.000-08:00

So. I'm still in London, after my failed attempt to kill Emma. But it's okay. I had a run in with Betsy's brother, Brian, and his wife Meggan. They're a lovely couple. A little weird sometimes, but still very nice. Anyhow, they invited me back to Braddock Manor, but before we got there, I felt that mysterious telepath again. I asked if they knew anything about him, but they didn't. I feel he has a strange connection to Emma, so I'll get it out of her when I see her again.

So I just ignored it. We got to the mansion and had tea. Apparently there aren't always life-threatening situations happening in London. At least not like there are here. So Britains premiere superhero team was pretty bored.

I should be home soon. I might stay awhile, but I am beginning to miss everyone. I hate being away from everyone. Maybe I'll drop by Captain Picard's while I'm still in the country though.

They Had It Coming

2005-11-21T10:16:00.000-08:00

So last night I tried to fix things with Scott. And in the middle of it he said her name. Emma. I nearly lost it and killed him. But I couldn't bring myself to it. So now he is handcuffed to the bed in a comatose state. So if anyone is bored, I'll pretend I didn't see anything. But as for Emma. I had plans for her.

I used my brains and beauty to aquire a way to England. Emma's right. Men are easy to control.

Anyways, upon my arrival I found the lovely home where Miss Frost was staying. I quickly demolished her Hellions. Leaving them in a heap on the lawn. I made my inside, but was met with an unexpected obstacle. It was dark so I couldn't see who it was, but I felt extremely calm. I could tell it was a telepath, as he lit up my mind with psychic energy. For some reason I couldn't control myself. I was completely intoxicated. It was so inexplicable. I loved it. So I did the only thing I could do. Him.

Then I completely blacked out. It wasn't until the next morning, when I was washing the blood off my hands, that I even realized they were dead. They being a pair of homeless men on the side of the road. I would deal with that later. As for now, I'm sitting in a cafe, on some guy's lap-top, typing this up. And Emma survived. But I'm all better now. And I'm not worried about Scott either. I guess I needed some action.

Tips and Tricks

2005-11-20T17:50:00.000-08:00

Well I heard about Mystique's attempt to kill Emma. Pity. Next time she should take out Julian first with a swift kick to the b-. Oh my. Scratch that.

Things with Scott still have not gotten any better. He seems whinier than usual. I am starting to wonder if I even want this marriage to last. But then I think of all the happy memories, and I quickly come back down to earth. Why are the cute ones always such hassles to deal with? Anyways. Enough about my problems. Maybe I should rethink placing them on the internet for all to see. Or maybe not.

I think I am out of things to write as of now. This post seems really short. I'm so boring.....

From the Ashes

2005-11-19T17:24:00.000-08:00

Oh dear. It seems things are finally slowing down after that whole Shadow King mission. After we returned I decided to join the blogging community. I mean why should the Professor and Emma have all of the fun? I do hope I catch on quickly though.

I do apologize for... going crazy awhile back. It's just that it is hard being one with a cosmic entity and the sum of all life. I am really confused about alot right now. Maybe I need to talk to Scott. But he's been so distant lately. And I can't quite place my finger on it. Oh well. Maybe I'll just talk to the Professor and see what he has to say.