Wednesday, June 30, 2010
X-Men 145: Dorknapped!
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
X-Men 144: Even in Death... they have melodramatic comic titles
X-Men 143: SEMEN... er, I mean DEMON
Monday, June 28, 2010
X-Men 142: Mind out of Time! ...thats actually all right
Friday, June 25, 2010
X-Men 141: Gays of Future Ass
Monday, June 21, 2010
X-Men 140: RAGE... against the small peen
X-Men 139: Something SMELLY this way FARTS
X-Men Annual 4: LIVE, DIRECT FROM HELL, IT'S NIGHTCRAWLER
Sunday, June 20, 2010
X-Men 138: Jean Grey: Worm Food
Friday, June 18, 2010
X-Men 137: The Fate of the Fetus... is death! sorry, spoiler alert!
Thursday, June 17, 2010
X-Men 136: Child of Light and Planet Shattering Farts
X-Men 135: Dark Fetus
X-Men 134: Too late, the heroes! To apologize, oh yeah it’s too late! It’s too late!
WHAT WE LEARN THIS ISSUE:
IF MASTERMIND’S TRUE APPEARNACE ISN’T THAT OF THE PROTOTYPCIAL PEDOPHILE, I DON’T KNOW WHAT IS
HARRY LELAND IS STILL A TUBBY BITCH
THE BEAST WORKS FOR THE FUCKIN AVENGERS
CYBORGS HAVE FEELINGS TOO
WE ARE ALL REALLY FUCKED NOW!
Journey up my recap: Cyclops didn’t die (see, Nightcrawler, you worry wart!) but he and the rest of the X-Men are still being held captive by the Hellfire Club’s inner circle, which includes Jean Grey, who has been turned into the evil Black Queen by that turd sniffer Mastermind.
But, by killing Cyclops on the astral plane (I still have no idea what the fuck that is supposed to be) Mastermind inadvertently broke his own spell on Jean Grey, de-ensorcellating her. She then frees Cyclops, who frees the rest of the X-Men, and who then proceed to beat the crap out of the inner circle. And Wolverine finally shows up to help, informing Sebastian Shaw: “you an me got business – an all the flunkies in creation ain’t gonna keep me away!” Yeah, go get em, Wolvie!
It’s the opposite of last issue’s fight and the X-Men, learning from their past mistakes, hand the inner circle a pretty vicious butt whuppin. Jean Grey, having done Bob Marley proud and emancipated herself from mental slavery, corners Mastermind and discovers that Mastermind had combined his illusion casting powers with a ‘Mindtap Mechanism’ fashioned by that pasty bitch the White Queen, to help control Jean’s mind. Super pissed and overflowing with raging Phoenix Force, Jean gets medieval on poor Mastermind’ anus.
Here’s how Claremont described the punishment Jean levied on the now helpless Mastermind: “At Jean’s touch, his mind expands at the speed of though, racing instantly from one side of reality to the other, through all the infinite reaches of space and time. In the blink of an eye, Mastermind finds himself in touch with the universe – his brain flooded with all the myriad absolute, contradictory truths of existence. He screams. Unable to cope, he runs. Unable to escape, he drowns. He is, after all, only human – a man of limited awareness, limited power, limited ability, transformed in a twinkling into a god. Some people can handle the experience. Some people can’t.” It’s strongly implied here that Mastermind decidedly can’t handle it, and his shit is altogether ruined. Jean then kicks him while he’s unconscious (or panconscious, I guess), taunting, “Enjoy your ‘trip’, Jason. You won’t be coming back.”
Some heavy fucking doo doo right there, man.
So all’s well that ends well right? Um, nope, in the last page, Jean explodes the getaway jet the X-Men are escaping in and informs them all that she’s totally flipped her shit and is no longer the woman they knew. She is fire and life incarnate. She is, now and forever, Dark Phoenix, and we’re all in deep shit.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
X-Men 133: Wolverine Alone! Or, THE LITTLE RUNT LIVES!!! RARR!!!! KILLRENDMAINDESTORY!!!
WHAT WE LEARN IN THIS ISSUE:
WOLVERINE IS NOT TO BE FUCKED WITH. EVER!
WOLVERINE DOES A PRETTY LOUSY DIRTY HARRY IMPRESSION
THIS COMIC BOOK BLEW MY FUCKING MIND WHEN I READ THIS IN AN X-MEN CLASSIC REPRINT WHEN I WAS LIKE 8 YEARS OLD
THERES A TIME FER SCRAPPIN AN A TIME FER BEIN SNEAKY. EITHER WAY, WOLVERINE’S THE BEST THERE IS!
CYLOPS GETS STABBED TO DEATH IN THE ASTRAL PLANE, WHATEVER THE FUCK THAT IS
This friggin recap: Hey look, more henchmen! Hellfire Henchman roll call continue: Salvatore! Cam! Jacko! Mancusi! Skipper! Murray! Angelo! Cole! Rosen! Lou!
Holy crap Wolverine spends 4 and a third pages slicing up 4 Hellfire henchmen and it is SO SWEET. HE FUCKING MURDERS THEM! He takes his claws and he’s like SNIKT, SNIKT, SLICE, you’re totally dead, bitch! Oh god its awesome.
The rest of the X-Men are still being held captive by the inner circle of the Hellfire Club, which now includes Jean Grey, who, because of Jason Wyngarde/Mastermind, thinks it’s the 18th century and she is the evil Black Queen. She’s also a total fucking racist and calls Storm her slave! (ironic since she’s mentally enslaved herself, no?) That fuckin cracker bitch!
Shaw reveals, like the true idiot comic super villain he is, that his ultimate evil master plan is to isolate the mutant gene and custom build an army of super powered minions. He’ll use the X-Men to experiment on. Good luck, moron, why not try finding some other mutants that aren’t a team of super heroes?
Back in New Mexico, Xavier foreshadows doom with Angel, and Moira likewise portends disaster with Banshee on Muir Island. Jeez, buncha negative Nancys these guys.
Then we see Wolverine fight his way toward the captured X-Men but gets delayed by some more goons, while Cyclops, in a last ditch effort to free Jean from her deluded psychic prison, challenges Mastermind to a duel on the astral plane. I’m not really sure how all that works either, but it happens, and Cyclops is run through by Mastermind’s blade (do I detect subtle homoerotic undertones, hmm?) He subsequently collapses in the physical world and Nightcrawler screams like a little girl that Cyclops is dead. Don’t be so hasty, Kurt, I know it’s a cliffhanger but do you really think Cyclops is going to just die?
Next issue, we find out what’s got Xavier’s and Moira’s panties all bunched up their butts.
X-Men 132: And Hellfire is their name! and raping is their game!
WHAT WE LEARN THIS ISSUE:
ANGEL’S GIRLFRIEND CANDY SOUTHERN HAS A STRIPPER NAME AND TIG OLE BIDDIES
CYCLOPS AND JEAN GREY BONE ON THE TOP OF A MOUNTAIN BLUFF IN THE NEW MEXICAN DESERT (YES!)
THE SEWERS OF MANHATTAN ARE 10 FEET HIGH WITH MILES OF ELECTRICAL WIRES RUNNING THROUGH THEM
HARRY LELAND IS A GREAT BIG FATSO!!!
Total recap party time: The X-persons are crashing a Hellfire party to see why those jerks keep fuckin with them. Xavier tell Cyclops it’s thinks they’re walking into a giant trap, and they totally ARE! But Slim says there’s no other way. BUT THERES MILLIONS OF WAYS! What’s the fuckin rush?!? Just stake them out for a while! Emma Frost’s secret liar had a huge gate outside that said ‘Frost Enterprises’. HOW HARD CAN THIS SHIT BE?
But no, the X-clowns are in a big damn hurry, so they fly over to former X-Man Warren “Angel” Worthington III (hey his initials spell WWIII, I just realized that. Neat!) and ask for some tickets to the next shin dig because Warren is uber rich and a member himself (just not of the secret inner circle that is comprised solely of super villains). Then Jean and Scott bone (nice!).
Later, in NYC on fancy schmancy Fifth Avenue, Storm, Colossus, Cyclops and Jean Grey waltz into the spiffed out Hellfire Club party while Wolvie and Kurt crawl around in the incredibly spacious New York subway underneath.
Not long after they arrive, Jason Wyngarde pulls some shit again, and finally it is revealed that he is Mastermind! Cyclops tries to stop him but it’s too late and he’s got Jean under complete control now. She annihilates Scott with an energy blast that goes SPLOW and looks totally hot in her black leather dominatrix outfit.
The rest of the X-Men get clobbered by the rest of the inner circle of the Hellfire Club: Sebastian Shaw, whose powers include kinetic energy absorption and androgenic alopecia; Donald Pierce, who is a cyborg but not unfortunately Robocop; and Harry Leland who is a fat fuck who can make people gain mass. WTF that’s totally impossible. It’s called the conservation of matter law you dick, stop trying to fuck with Newtonian physics.
So it looks like curtains for our heroes, as their unconscious bodies are piled up in front of the inner circle as they cheer Jean Grey’s crossing over to the dark side. But wait, where’s Wolverine? Oh yeah, Leland piledrove him back into the sewers, he’s probably gone forever. No chance of him coming back and killing heaps of bad guys. Or is there? Yes, there’s his hand, pulling himself up out of the filth, looking really pissed off, he snarls “Okay suckers – you’ve taken yer best shot! NOW IT’s MY TURN!”
Holy fuck those bad guys are in big trouble now! Next issue kicks all sorts of ass, obviously.
X-Men 131: Run for your life! Run for the hiiiiiiiills!
WHAT WE LEARNED FROM THIS ISSUE:
DAZZLER FIGHTS CRIME IN SEQUENED ROLLER-SKATES
THE HELLFIRE CLUB IS A GROUP OF WEALTHY INDUSTRIALISTS WHO SEEK PREEMINENT SOCIAL, POLITICAL AND ECONOMIC POWER IN THE WORLD
WOLVERINE IS ONE HAIRY MOTHERFUCKER – HEY TAKE THAT SWEATER OFF WHY DON’T YOU?
Once more, unto the recap: It’s the Ex-Men (now they are ladies) versus the Hellfire club. Or the Hellfire Club’s henchmen anyway. Quick: Hellfire Henchman roll call! Salvatore! Cam! Jacko! Mancusi! Skipper!(there’ll be more in subsequent issues).
The issue starts with the X-Men rescuing Kitty Pryde from a car full of evil Hellfire Club henchmen like we knew they would. Jean Grey specifically stops them by totally fucking the car up with her awesome powers. Also in grand comic book tradition, the henchman have about a 3 minute second conversation in a panel that should take no more than a split second’s worth of time.
It’s like this: “hey man, we’re like 10 feet from that chick and we’re flooring it, what do you think is going to happen? Let’s see if we can run her over. Man I can’t believe she’s not getting out of the way. We should have driven 50 yards past her by now but instead we’re still wondering if she’s going to get out of the way or not. Well, I guess we’ll find out sooner or-“ BAM! and the goons go flying through the windshield.
The rest of the issue is the Cyke, Jean, Kurt (that’s Nightcrawler), Kitty and Dazzler (who still has no name yet) freeing Storm, Petey (Colossus), and Wolverine from Hellfire jail. And the finale is Jean Grey as the terrifying and awesome Phoenix Phorce laying waste to the hopelessly outclassed Emma Frost. Jean Grey is awesomely turning into a total bad ass as the Phoenix force slowly turns her more aggressive (abetted by Wyngarde’s malicious mental manipulations – fuck now they’ve got me talking like a comic book writer). Before wrecking the White Queen’s pasty ass, Jean taunts her: “I understand you call yourself something of a telepath. Well ‘your majesty’, let’s see how good you really are.” Rowr! I’d like to show that young lady my phoenix force if you know what I mean, (I mean boner).
Lots of cool action as the X-Men storm the breaches of the Hellfire liar (not their main one, just the not so inconspicuous warehouse called Frost Enterprises where the White Queen had her own personal sub-liar). And then when the X-Men return Kitty to their parent’s house, Mr. Pyrde is naturally a bit pissed off - so Jean Grey just controls his mind and makes him happy about the whole ordeal. No problems with Mrs. Pryde though, that bitch knows her place!
Oh and Dazzler says she doesn’t want to be part of the X-Men, so she’s free to star in her own ongoing series after contributing absolutely nothing to this X-Men storyline (except setting up a meaningless battle that could’ve been set up a million different other ways). Next ish – more fuggin Hellfire Club!
X-Men 130: Bedazzler – er I mean, Dazzler
WHAT WE LEARNED THIS ISSUE:
DISCO IS NOT DEAD, MUTHAFUCKA
EVIL CRIMNAL VANS HAVE SHITLOADS OF BUTTONS IN THEM
STORM DOESN’T KNOW HER OWN PHONE NUMBER
THE X-MEN ROLL HARD ON THE DOUBLE R’S
GOING TO CLUBS IN 1979 MEANS PUTTING A PAPERCLIP THROUGH YOUR NOSE
A fuggin disco recap!
The Hellfire Club and the X-Men both go chasing after another new mutant. This time, a fully grown woman who sings in seedy disco clubs in lower Manhattan. The club is hilarious, by the way, full of punks, disco queens and blaxploitation pimps.
Jean Grey and Cyclops roll up in a Rolls Royce and enter the club while Nightcrawler runs recon. They’re attacked, but because they have the motherphucking phoenix phorce on their side, they rather easily prevail over the armored Hellfire goons. Not, however, before Wyngarde shows up in person and makes Jean Grey hallucinate back to the 18th century again, this time tricking her into making out with him in the club (no bottle full of bub, however) in full view of Cyclops, who watches on and does nothing like an impotent nutless tampon.
Back at the Hellfire secret lair, Kitty is detected, but not before Storm slips her a piece of cloth with a phone number for the X-Men on it (why the fuck would you ever sew that into your uniform?) which she uses to contact the rest of the uncaptured team.
So Kitty Pyrde, the 13.5 year old who earlier his day was at ballet practice, is running for her life from a bunch of costumed super villains, and Phoenix, Cyclops, Nightcrawler and Dazzler all speed off to her rescue. Dazzler, by the way, has the power to make a really intense lightshow that causes people to fall into a trance. Wow, talk about the softest of all mutant powers. What would you do if you were a dude with this power? Fucking hang myself, probably.
Ok, next time we find out if they X-Dorks save Kitty (hint, they do!).
X-Men 129: God Spare the Child… these overly dramatic cornball titles
WHAT WE LEARNED THIS ISSUE:
PROFESSOR XAVIER IS MAD DICKISH
THE HELLFIRE CLUB TREATS OBJECTS LIKE WOMEN
WOLVERINE READS PENTHOUSE FOR THE ARTICLES
Suck my recap: The X-Pals leave Muir Island without powerless pussy whipped Banshee. Jason Wyngarde keep screwing with Jean Grey, making her think shes living in the 18th century and betrothed to Wyngarde, because Claremont and Byrne are a bunch of foppish dandies who watched far too much BBC as kids.
Back at the X-Mansion, Chuckie Xavier is back and tries to treat the new team, including Wolverine who later in marvel canon is revealed to be over one hundred years old, like a bunch of high schools kids. After Wolverine tells Chaz X that he’s no flaming amateur, bub, Cyclops tries to talk to Xavier about toning things down, at which point Xavier blames everything that’s not going the way he wants on Cyclops’ failures as a team leader. Charles Xavier just may have the worst managerial instincts in the history of the universe.
Then we meet the shadowy collection of villains who call themselves the Hellfire Club, of which Jason Wyngarde is a member. Also a member is the White Queen, Emma Frost, whose idea of a practical outfit is a cape, underwear, a corset and thigh high boots. Come on now!
Emma Frost and the X-Men both then go to Chicago to try and recruit the newest mutant and stereotypical comic reader’s wet dream, Kitty Pryde, to their respective teams. The two sides end up duking it out at a malt shoppe, where soda is advertised as $1.25 (seems high for 1980, no?) and the proprietor doesn’t appreciate Wolverine flipping through his porno mags without paying for the privilege (“This ain’t no liberry, fella,” he says).
The X-Men beat the Hellfire’s armored goons but are no match for the White Queen’s vicious mind rapes (or whatever you call her psychic attacks) and are thrown in a jet and hauled off back to the Hellfire Club. Kitty managed to escape their clutches, however, and stows away in the ship, unbeknownst to the immensely powerful psychic, the White Queen, who’s whole mission’s purpose is to locate and abduct Kitty Pryde.
So there we have the first appearance of two huge characters in X-Men lore, Kitty Pryde and Emma Frost, who I think we can all agree should just kiss already. KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS!
Also noteworthy is the amour the Hellfire’s goons wear is outfitted with a self destruct mechanism that is designed to be exploded while they’re wearing it if they fail their mission. Who the fuck signs up for this gig? There are easier ways to make a dishonest buck, I’m sure.
And super villain Sebastian Shaw makes his first cameo. Shit this issue was fucking loaded. How do they plan on topping it? By introducing the Dazzler next issue! Holy fuck I can’t wait to see what that shit means!
X-Men 128: The Action of a Tiger – A tiger that at no point whatsoever appears in this issue
WHAT WE LEARNED THIS ISSUE:
CHRIS CLAREMONT AND JOHN BYRNE HAVE DEFINITELY EXPERIMENTED WITH DRUGS
PROTEUS LIKES TO TURN GLASS INTO BEES AND HIS MOM INTO AN MUTANT ELEPHANT-BAT
CYCLOPS AND HAVOC, BECAUSE THEY ARE BROTHERS, ARE IMMUNE TO EACH OTHER’S POWERS, FARTS
Way too fuggin long of a recap: Proteus is holding Moira hostage and turning the city of Edinburgh inside out, literally, with his reality distorting mutant power. The X-Men, because they are mental midgets with the moral and ethical depth of a shot glass, still don’t want to kill Proteus, because taking a life in any circumstance is wrong. Due to their being such yawning vaginas, Proteus killed a bunch of innocent people. However at the end of the issue, the only way the X-Men could figure out how to stop Proteus was by killing him anyway. What a bunch of prolapsed assholes.
This is typical comic book ethics. A super villain will, for some reason, set up a choice for a super hero. To save these ten people, you will have to kill this one person (or let them die, whatever). The motive for the super villain is usually to show the doo-gooding superhero that they’re no better than then the super villain, in that they are choosing to take someone’s life. To resolve this dilemma, the super hero usually rejects the entire choice stating “there… must… be… another… way!” and manages to save all everyone involved.
Of course this is bullshit, and as people in the military know (and I would know, I’ve watched every episode of Battlestar Galactica), you often are forced to choose between the lesser of two evils. It’s called life, bitches, so just suck it up, X-Bags. Storm is the worst about this, by the way (an yes I know I’m talking about a fictional character, so what). She would actually stop the hypothetical sniper from 1938 from blowing Hitler’s head smooth off. That self-righteous cunt.
Haha… right… anyway, Colossus uses his metal fists to punchersize Proteus into nothingness (oh no… my only weakness… fists!) and he dies. Here’s how Claremont describes that cataclysmic event: “Colossus smashes his organic steel fists into the heart of Proteus’ energy form. And that’s only the beginning of his ordeal, as Colossus’ dense molecular structure totally disrupts the delicately balanced energy matrices that makes up the rogue mutant. In a sense, he short-circuits Proteus, scattering every fabric of the villain’s being—every scrap of consciousness—to the four corners of the Earth.”
Such sweet poetry. A salve to sooth the spastic soul. Words as nectar for nerds like Mountain Dew and Cheeto dust. So long, Proteus, don’t let the pyrotechnics hit your rapidly disintegrating ass on your way toward oblivion.
Dubious ethical soup aside, a very solid four issue arc for Claremont and Byrne. After wrapping up two issue battle with Arcade as the Monster-of-the-Week, we finally see what all this Mutant X foreshadowing nonsense was all about. And it was pretty decent. Moira’s character is fleshed out, Wolvie, Cyclops and Jean Grey continue their angst-triangle, and we got some really trippy fight signs. Sure, we’re still seeing text boxes with stage directions and superfluous expository prose, but its comics in the late 70s, early 80’s, that’s what you get.
Next, we find out with this fucking dandy off a fop, Jason Wyngarde, is all about, at the start off the motherfucking Dark Phoenix Saga. Yeah! It’s going to be tits!
X-Men 127: The Quality of Hatred, is high if you consider how bad these titles are
WHAT WE LEARNED FROM THIS ISSUE:
CLAREMONT IS NOW JUST RADOMLY STRINGING TOGETHER DRAMATICLY SOUNDING WORDS TOGETHER IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER TO FORM ISSUE TITLES
CYCLOPS IS CLEARLY UNAWARE OF THE THEORY OF MORAL UTILITARIANISM
MOIRA MACTAGGERT IS A FINE LOOKING PIECE OF ASS FOR PUSHING 40
IN SCOTLAND, ITS NO BIG DEAL IF A MEMBER OF PARLIAMENT WHO IS A ‘SURE BET’ TO BECOME THE NEXT PRIME MINSTER DIES
SCOTLAND FUCKING BLOWS
The entire X-crew, reunited and fighting together at last (san Professor Xavier, because he’s luxuriating in space, because he is an annoying character to have in battles so they wrote him out of the book for this arc), find Proteus and get ready for the final battle, which will happen next issue. Man they are really milking this Mutant X storyline for all it’s worth.
No Jason Wyngarde/Mastermind Phoenix Phucking this issue. And Moira’s husband makes one of the briefest appearances by any X-Men supporting characters. Anyway, next issue, the end of Proteus, I swear.
X-Men 126: How Sharper than a serpent’s tooth…! What the fuck is that supposed to mean? How sharper? How sharper is anything?
IF ONE OF MADROX THE MULTIPLE MAN’S DUPLICATES JERKS OFF THE ORIGINAL MULTIPLE MAN ITS TOTALLY NOT GAY AT ALL
MUTANT X WOULD BE REALLY POPULAR AT PHISH CONCERTS
Fuggin recap: The X-Men are on the loose on Muir Island, looking for the that prick, Mutant X, for having a terrible name and for prowling around, possessing people, sucking the life out of them and then chucking their dead, lifeless corpses aside for new bodies. But no one cared that he killed Angus “The Fagort” MacWhirter, because nobody ever liked that scrotum licking butt pimple.
Jason Wyngarde (who I forgot, we don’t technically know is Mastermind yet) is phucking with Phoenix some more and keeping her from the action. Eventually Wolverine and Nightcrawler run into Mutant X and it is revealed that Claremont has finally decided on a better name for Mutant X, and it’s Proteus. Which also means Claremont has decided that the Mutant formerly known as X also has reality bending powers to go with the name. Which means Proteus has the power to make anyone he wants feel like they’re on a really bad acid trip (not that I would know what that’s like).
Moira also tells Cyclops rather sheepishly that Mutant X is her son, that she never named him but just calls Mutant X (because Claremont couldn’t be bothered to think of one), that she hates Mutant X’s father and that Mutant X is susceptible to metal (which I’m also assuming Claremont just decided so he could come up with a convenient way of killing him. I mean seriously, after hearing that why wasn’t Cylops like, oh, ok, metal. Cool, no problem, there’s metal all over the fucking the place. Why didn’t you say earlier? This is going to be a cinch).
Oh and Wolverine casually announces that his adamentium skeleton costs a mere $3 million. Come on, that’s it? Even in 1980, that’s only like, $6 million in 2010 dollars (right? I’m not on the internet right now but 30 years at 2% interest or so? Sorry Managerial Finance was like 2 semesters ago, I may be a little off). If that’s all it costs, eve the Canadian government should be able to afford a shit load of Wolverines.
Anyway, the last panel is a cliffhanger of Storm vs Proteus. Who will win???? Find out next month, when we’ll find out that the X-Men will win (duh).X-Men 125: There’s something awesome on beer island
And its beer! So good I want to have 30 of them. I wish I could drink beer all the time and just ignore my life forever.
WHAT WE LEARN FROM THIS ISSUE:
CHARLIE IS AN AKWARD GUEST AT INTERGALACTIC SPACE PARTIES
MAGNETO HAS A SECCRET HIDEOUT ON AN ORBITING ASTEROID SPACE STATION AND STILL WATCHES OLD BATTLES AGAINST THE X-MEN ON A REEL TO REEL VIDEOTAPE PLAYER
JEAN GREY LOOKS TOTALLY HOT IN A BLACK LEATHER CORSET AND CAN KILL YOU WERE HER GOD LIKE MUTANT POWERS
Recap of the issue: Back on Muir Island, where once there was the inappropriately named Marvel Girl, now there is totally bitchin PHOENIX! And she’s got some serious cans on her. Jean Grey is just chilling and reminiscing in a helpful flashback while Mutant X creepily watches (and masturbates, one can only assume). Mutant X is still on the loose and inhabiting the body of that limp dick hovercraft salesman, Angus MacWhirter.
Meanwhile, the rest of the X-Men, who Jean thinks are dead still, are alive and practicing in the danger room while Magneto convalesces up on Asteroid M while his former flunky Mastermind thinks about how he’s going to totally fuck over Jean Grey, who he’s been stalking and masturbating too since like 10 issues ago.
Mastermind is not very bright, since he’s scheming to manipulate and abuse a mutant who is now revealed to have god-like powers, being able to literally rearrange the atomic structures of matter around her. Moira frets about this while she wonders where Xavier is. Xavier happens to be chilling in space at his alien bird queen girlfriend’s intergalactic space party thinking about the exact same thing, obviously. Before anyone can do shit about dick, however, Phoenix is attacked by Mutant X.
Before we find out how that find will go, the X-Men finally reveal that theyre still alive, by having the Beast accidentally stumble upon them in what he thinks should be a deserted X-Mansion. Because the surviving X-Men couldn’t be bothered to use a phone and let anyone else know that they’re still alive. I mean I get that they though the other X-Men they were separated from died, but come on, they don’t try and contact anyone? How fucking dumb is that? Pretty fucking dumb, I’d say.
Finally, Cyclops picks up the motherfucking telephone and dials up Muir Island, where his brother’s girlfriend picks up, celebrates his sentience and is then also attacked my Mutant X, setting up a royale rumble between the reunited X-Men and Mutant X at Muir Island.
Boy I can’t wait, it’s been since their last battle with Magneto that the X-Men were all together again. And that asshole Mutant X is going to try and ruin everything. Asshole!