huzzaaaaaaaah
Though his ears were pointed in Ciro's vague direction, Michal's eyes were very much stuck to where Lenore had just departed to. "Yeah, but she likes my fire stuff." He mumbled, strengthening the grip on his backpack as he let out a dreamy sigh. "And the fire stuff is part of me and do you think she would like it if I made a big fire person that could dance for her?" He continued, missing only the hearts in his eyes. "Because I can do that, at least I think I can— "
Suddenly, Ciro started running, and the mere fact that the older teenager had dropped out of his permanent state of chill was enough to make Michal at least follow him, confused. "W-what's going on? Did Lenore call for your help already?!" He asked before slapping himself lightly. "I-I mean, who's in trouble?" He held onto his backpack, glanced behind them and then squealed. " Okay don't look now- " He whispered. " but there's a dude following us! "
Melissa was careful, very careful, to roll her eyes before she turned to look at the children. This was exactly what she was trying to avoid: throwing their new creation at some rich idiot would only warrant them unwanted attention. The apartment complex was most likely filled with vagrants and the occasional unimportant part-time worker. But most importantly, it was inside and away from the public. Now? The public was literally knocking at her door. She'd have to work double time to cover for this mistake.
And then Daigo had to go and deliver his poor excuse for a cover story. God, he was beautiful, and nothing could get Melissa going like him whispering about anything to her ear, but sometimes he'd really screw things up for her. "Yes. Of course." She said, slipping into the same faux-smiling facade, motioning for Devin to wrap an arm around the lizard monster, at least to try and keep it in place. "A furry. In a fursuit."
Devin just followed Melissa's order, haphazardly throwing an arm around the lizard monster's neck like one would with an unruly dog, not caring what sort of reaction that might elicit from the creature that hadn't existed up until five minutes ago. Kev, on the other hand, did not get into the whole masquerade. Standing away from the kids, behind Daigo, he shot them a careful glare. "You two..." He muttered, looking down. "... should get out of here."
"Little lady, I am not—" Principal Shooter yelped, his voice breaking before he recomposed himself. "I am not in a position to be joked with!" Ignoring the burned woman that was at the source of their conversations, Shooter leaned down and practically jabbed Irene in the chest with a finger. "You're one of them, aren't you? Yeah, I can see it in your eyes! Otherwise, why would you be hanging around this place?!" Sweating profusely, he tried to grab Irene by the arm whilst also pointing at the burned nursery. "You did this, DIDN'T YOU?!"
Barbra instantly threw the nearest decorative pillow at Jacob's head once he started talking about school being out. "DUDE." She yelled, making a 'cut it out' motion and then emphasizing it by also saying "STOP IT WITH THE WALKING. It's giving me second-hand jitters, Jesus!"
While he was much more interested in imagining possible sidekick names with Hans, Benjy promptly snapped into action when Miri started talking to him. "Uhm, I..." He reached over and patted his back. "I tryyyyy. I tryyy to flyyyyy but I flyyyy very littleeee." He looked down and tried to smile. "I tryyyyy for Miriiii? I go very fasssst then?"
"Uhm, how about I don't go there?" Rose said to Eric, crossing her arms. "I'm not interested in getting into another mess. I'm gonna stay inside, away from all of..." She waved her hand at everyone. "... this."
The door to Viv's house opened with a woosh, and standing on the other side was Jessica Hawkins, whom Lenore might recognize from occasional glances at the corridor or mean spirited whispers in-between classes.
But whilst Jessica still had her very much trademarked angry bitch stare, it was all hampered down by the fact she had set aside the skirts and shirts for a full on hoodie and jeans combo, the kind that would separate her from her usual crowd at school.
Oh, and her skin was entirely purple.
"Oh my God, you too?" Jessica grumbled, analyzing Lenore up and down. "No, wait. I don't know you." She leaned back and took a good look at her again. "Oh." Her face wrinkled up in a frown. "Is that what you chose to wear today?"
The truth is, ever since her friend had said that something weird had happened to her, Destiny had been preparing herself. She had seen the occasional monster movie to know that the one thing she shouldn't do was scream, or shriek, or point a menacing finger and go 'mooonster'. But when a mass of bugs walked out of the closet wearing some of her friend's clothes and speaking with such a familiar voice, Destiny couldn't help but—
"Oh god!" She cried when Edward threw a pillow at Jenna, taking a step back to both process what was going on and shift off that stupid 'my friend is now bugs' face. "What the hell, Ed?!" She snapped at him, looking back at Jenna just in time to see her taking her clothes off. Her friend was getting naked in front of her, but she was also a big pile of bugs. "Oh god, that's..." Destiny repeated, until a tiny chuckle cracked through her surprise. "It's just..." The chuckle turned into a giggle. "You're getting naked!"
"No, I'm sorry, I need to— you messed up right now so apologize to Jenna— but really remember when you had to change your shirt when we were nine and— Ed I swear I will throw a pillow at your head if you ever—" Destiny was getting choked up, not just because of her laughing, but because she kept switching from said laughing to mild anger at her other friend.
"Are we all forgetting about the EXPLODING NURSE?!" Luna yelled, and Destiny started laughing even more. All that Luna could do was stare at Ivy (and even at Vivian, who was watching everything from her little safe corner) and just wonder if the world had really gone insane.
Transcender of Gender
Eustis Avenue
"You guys are standing in front of our apartment!" Elly shot back at Kev, the initial shock and fear giving way to defiance as she pointed out the complex that Melissa was so eager to ravage. "Why should we be the ones getting out?"
Bolstered by her irritation, she turned to Daigo and Melissa with a well-practised frown. "Its fursuit doesn't even have fur." She countered, pointing out the obvious fault- to her, anyway- with their explanation. The second point she made was more within the neighbourhood of common sense. "And there's no cons in Oldport right now. You guys must be reeeally lost."
Talking of directions reminded her of who was heading in theirs right now, and she brought her mobile back up to her ear. "C, you there? They're saying it's just a costume... C? Ciro? Helloooo?" She pulled the device away, scowling at it for a second. "Uhh, I think Ciro's coming down to see it." She said, looking back up at the couple- focusing on Melissa as the one who she knew would recognise the name.
Meanwhile, Don had sidled up closer to the creature, the hunger for more information written clearly across his face. "How long did it take to make? Is it hot in there? Why's your tail like that? What lizard are you supposed to be?" The questions were directed at the creature itself, Don paying little attention to the boy holding it in place as he continued in a reverent tone. "Are you a mutant?"
On The Road To Viridian City Eustis
Ciro barely heard Michal over the sound of his own thoughts and the wind whipping past him. His mind processed the information at a snail's pace, too preoccupied with terror, at the thought of being too late, to spare time for anything that wasn't immediately relevant to his siblings' safety. Thus, he'd already made good distance down another street before he glanced back at their supposed follower.
A mistake. The sudden change of view disorientated him, made his feet tangle and send him flying down onto the asphalt, hands first followed by his face. The skin of his palms and jaw was scraped away, replaced with a fiery pain as tiny beads of red formed along the grazes. His mobile was sent skittering across the road, the tinny voice coming from it now inaudible. Immediately he pushed himself back up, much like how he pushed the pain to the back of his mind.
"Don't have time..." he muttered- gasped, more accurately, the air punched out his lungs by the exercise and the fall. In any other situation, the sight of a six-foot white guy chasing him down at top speed would've been intriguing, and greatly terrifying. However, this was not that, and Ivan was only spared a passing glance as Ciro sucked oxygen back in.
"Call the police... trouble at Eustis, say it's gunshots or something..." The statement had vaguely been directed at Michal, though Ciro's eyes weren't focused on him, and Ivan would now have gotten within earshot. Ciro offered no elaboration before he was off again, his mobile lying forgotten, his lungs burning as badly as his newfound injuries.
edited 1st Jun '18 11:29:32 AM by whizzerd
they/them || "Forgive me, regent of queer amphibians" - Lt.BGob
Happy Box Hater
Sebastian's House
What was going on today? Mirielle had brought another troublesome incident to everyone's attention. Was Emmanuel at the school yesterday? Jacob actually knew him, albeit not well, simply due to relative proximity to his own home. His own mother seemed to actually like Mrs. Vincent. What could be going on with him? He continued to pace.
That was until Barbra threw a pillow at him. Jacob glared at her and said "It's how I cope. Deal with-" The boy stopped when he felt his phone vibrate. A feeling of dread washed over him. His fears were confirmed when he saw that it was a text from Mother.
It wasn't a question, but a statement. If he was in school at the time that would be exactly what he would be doing. But now he was over here... she wanted him home soon. Jacob's breathing quickened as he typed out a response.
He needed to leave, now. "I'm going home," Jacob told the room plainly. "Do whatever you want about this, I'm not getting involved." With that said, he began to walk towards the front door.
Why is a yam attacking me?
Anti-Gnosis Weapon
Flannagan House
Finn stared down at the shaky writing on the page with a mighty frown. "Damnit," he sighed, "I guess we'll just have to wait, then..." Well, I can understand why she doesn't want to be ink, at least. After all, she's totally useless like this. How could I even apply this 'power'? Erasing physical documents? Painting a pretty picture?
Shaking his head, he turned back to the computer. "Well, Amy? How is it? What are you finding?"
Flannagan House —> Outside Vivan's
Hefting his laptop-filled backpack onto his shoulders, Finn Flannagan left his abode posthaste. The news may have advised to stay inside, but that would only have made him a perfectly easy to find mark for the likes of Travers. In fact, he put the odds at about fifty-fifty between the whole shootout matter being a ploy by the agent and a reaction to something stupid by some of his fellow 'gifted individuals'. Or, maybe the former was merely taking advantage of the latter. Yes, that seemed like the safest bet. It made more sense than calling off school because something violent had happened in a distant part of town, at least.
On a whim, yet without really realizing it, Finn found his feet taking him past Vivian's house on his way to the cafe. Blinking to himself as he started to recalibrate his internal GPS, he peered at the cute building for a few moments. She probably wasn't back yet, given how recent that warning to leave school was, but maybe he should go and talk to her about things once she got home all the same. They were practically childhood friends, after all, or at least their parents had grouped them together as playmates. Besides, judging from his visions, she had some of the most dangerous and possibly most volatile powers out of everyone he knew of. The only trouble was, how could he rationalize bringing up the topic outside of revealing that he could see the future? He wasn't even really sure that she had been at the school the previous—
Was that Hawkins the Purple Girl in the doorway? And she was talking with... who was that? One of the goths from school. Was she one of Bauer's crew? No? Then who the heck was she?
The mystery of the goth's identity consumed Finn's internal monologue and derailed all attempts at rationally dealing with the Vivian problem. Really, the presence of those two in her home only raised more questions. In the meantime, he openly stared at the pair in the doorway from the sidewalk, rooted to the spot.
edited 5th Jun '18 3:03:00 PM by darksidevoid
GM of AGOG S4: Frontiers RP; Sub-GM of TABA, SOTR, & UUA RPs
Where am I? What's going on?
Vivian’s Room
Well. That certainly hadn’t been what Jenna had expected from Destiny. If she could still blush, she would very much be blushing right now. Especially when that incident from her younger years was brought up.
“Deees, please don’t talk about that here...”
The last thing Jenna needed was for that story to spread. She’d never live it down.
“And I’m not naked! I’m still wearing a bra, I just needed more vision until my head got back in order!”
Jenna was surprised at how nonchalant she was being about that. It was like her friend’s laughter was having a calming effect on her. Right then, almost as if on cue, a menagerie of crawling and flying bugs began to make their way out of the closet to rest where Jenna’s head had been, slowly rebuilding it. It was a weird sight and an even weirder feeling, especially when Luna’s sudden outburst caused a few of them to stop in midair and fall to the ground.
Irene - Hallway
"Let go of me!" said Irene, pulling back. "You'll hurt the nurse."
She took a few more steps back, grinding her teeth in frustration.
"Look," said she. "I'm one of your students, I'm expected to be here this time of day last I checked. You're clearly not feeling too well, maybe you should take a few deep breaths, calm yourself down a bit before you do something rash."
The office didn't look too good from here. Maybe hoping there remained something of use still was overly optimistic, but she wanted to take a look. If only Dini had been in a better condition; right now, this delay was just cruel to her.
Conception is sin Birth is pain Life is toil Death is inevitable
The Grand Re-Vizier
Ed was extremely confused, for several reasons. He'd knocked the head off of the bug-shaped humanoid swarm, that was good right? But then everybody started getting mad at him for doing it like he'd made a mistake. ''Then the definitely girl shaped swarm-person started stripping! Ed stopped writhing and dragging himself away from her across the bed in order to cover his eyes with a hand and look away.
He was absolutely sure of it now, this whole day had just been a dream. A horrifying, confusing, apparently wildly inappropriate dream.
"If this is puberty finally I actually don't want it, thanks"
Even worse, he finally caught on to what Destiny was trying to tell him in between insane-sounding giggle fits, though that shy, stuttering girl was actually more helpful in making it understandable.
"What? That's not Jenna! That's bugs! Like, lots and lots of bugs! Just...all of them. But...wait...so that girl down there turned purple...and she became bugs? How do you even know? Why is she naked? I can accept that she's bugs but can she not be naked? I've never even seen...outside of medical...I...are we sure that's...I'm sorry but this is too much, way way too much!"
Ed got distracted from his panicked rambling by the questions about the nurse.
"I don't know if the nurse is dead or anything, an ambulance was on the way and we had to leave because y'know..." Ed gestured around at everything, since the universe itself had obviously gone crazy. "There was a weird guy in a surgical mask too, I'm pretty sure he caused the explosion and ontop of that I'd really like to wake up now please."
huzzaaaaaaaah
Melissa and Daigo shared a look at the mention of Ciro, their eyebrows doing most of the talking as they shared what must have been quite the heated mental conversation (what with the way Melissa's face was growing angrier and angrier, her brow furrowing beyond its breaking point). "How wonderful. That you'd bring your wonderful big brother to see what's going on. Just..." She took a deep breath, her lips twitching as she tried to put on a smile. "... wonderful. Almost throws a giant wrench into our spanners, hm?" She chirped, turning towards Daigo.
The vampire himself was busy reaching into his pocket and fishing out his wallet. "Tell you what." He said, as the lizard creature kept staring at Don's face, Devin holding it back every time it tried to sniff his scent. "If you two children just forget about this event, I'll forget about this fifty dollar bill." He smiled, holding up the ol' Grant inbetween two fingers. "I can make it two fifties, one for each."
"Don't waste your breath, Daigo." Melissa interjected as the lizard creature twisted its head sideways, slowly opening its mouth so its tongue could slide out, much to Devin's chagrin. "We both know that sort of bribe doesn't work. What's keeping them from just telling everything to their brother and keeping the money?" She sighed and shook her head just in time to see the lizard creature snap its jaw shut, biting at the air in front of Don, as Devin struggled to hold it in place. "Oh. I've got an idea."
Kev's eyes went wide. "Melissa—"
But Melissa replied with her own silent glare. "Aren't you a smart little girl?" She hissed at Elly, pushing Devin aside and placing one hand behind her back, using the other to caress the underside of the lizard monster's jaw. "It's such a shame our pet here likes to eat smart little girls. So here's what we're going to do. You're going to take the money, and you're going to be quiet. Because if we find out you talked-" She flicked her fingers against the lizard monster, and it snapped again, chewing up the air and taking one step towards Don. It hungrily licked its lips and seemed ready to lunge at the boy...
Realization struck Daigo's eyes as he took a valiant step forward and easily held the creature's jaws shut, showing no fear as its hand became the only thing keeping it from pouncing upon Don and Elly. "It's got your scent now." He chuckled, throwing the two bills on the ground. "And we'll know. So if I were you two children, I'd be very... careful. There's change coming to this town, and you wouldn't want to be its first two sacrifices now, would you?"
"The sum of the square roots of any two sides of an isosceles triangle is equal to the square root of the remaining side!" Amy chirped, along with a '(つ▀¯▀)つ' sign. "Isn't it cool? I don't know how, but... it's like I can download a bunch of stuff and I just know it, it's like... well it's not super fast, but it's very fast. I usually have trouble reading books but now I can just, I can just go peeeeew and suddenly the book is in my head! Watch this, listen, ask me anything about... about anything!" She said, adding '( ▀ 益 ▀ )' at the end.
"Oh, so you're expected to be near a burned up nurse after her office got blown up to hell and back?!" Principal Shooter barked back, letting go of the nurse but still giving Irene the stink-eye. "I don't know what you did to her- or why in the name of God she isn't talking or screaming from all of those injuries- but I'm giving you an option, little lady. I know you were here yesterday, I know what happened to you, so all that's left is for you to tell me what did you do to the nurse so I can hopefully un-do it before anybody sees her!"
Michal was left with the cellphone and even more questions. "I... uhrm... I..." He said, seemingly shrinking into his backpack as he grabbed Ciro's phone and cradled it like a child. "I'm gonna call the police!" He said, not to Ciro, but to Ivan, choosing instead to point as much as possible at the departing friend. "You! Big, tall... guy." He muttered, before reiterating his pointing with an extra bout of energy. "Go after him! He needs help!"
"Maybe we should..." Hans took a moment, tapping his chin and looking down. "... we should find everyone who was in the school yesterday. Keep accidents like these from happening by making sure we know who has powers and what can each of us do. That makes sense, right?"
"Wait!" Barbra sped towards the door, trying to get in between it and Jacob. "You can't leave yet, you dummy. We haven't coordinated our plans yet! If you leave now... what if they find you, and try to interview you, and then someone goes hey I recognize that kid? HM?! You ever thought about that, HM?!" She said, trying to not only jab her finger accusingly at Jacob, but also push him away from the door.
Destiny let out a low-key grumble as the insects crawled out from the closet, taking a step back. "Sorry, sorry, it's instinct! Uh, I guess I gotta get used to that." She looked over at Ed, and couldn't help but look even more bewildered at his confusion. "Ed, the pile of bugs is talking, and it's Jenna's voice, and she's saying things only Jenna could say. Also, she has Jenna's phone. Last I checked, bugs don't get smart and decide to steal some random girl's phone, now do they?!"
"If I-I may..." Vivian spoke up, slowly crawling out of her self-imposed barrier on the corner of her room, somewhere in between the figurines of famous animated characters and the framed poster of Singin' in the Rain. "I think... I think that's their powers? We all got powers, and... that's their powers and... I-I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't have said anything!"
As Vivian sat back in her chair and rolled away from the conversation, Crispin let out a sigh and tried to pat Ed in the back. "I know how you're feeling, kid—" He tried to say, only for a small lightning spark to hit him in the shoulder. "OOOOOOUCH! What was that for?!"
"Did anyone say you could get out of there, dumbass?" Luna snarled, nodding at the wall and keeping a careful eye on Crispin until he slowly walked back to his place.
"Uh, guys?!" Jessica's voice came from downstairs. "Remember that weird dude, the Mayor's kid, the one who got arrested?"
"... the Mayor or the kid?" Luna yelled back, visibly perplexed. "I mean, who are you talking about— the Mayor or the kid?!"
"The kid! The one with the tie and the red hair!"
"Finn Flannagan?"
"Yeah! Him! He's, like, staring at us from the other side of the street? Been staring at us ever since I got here!" Jessica turned to Lenore, narrowing her eyes and pointing outside the window. "You seeing that... shouldn't you go out there and beat him up? Isn't that what people like you usually do?"
edited 11th Jun '18 11:26:23 AM by Stratofarius
Highway to Hell Eustis
Ivan felt every day he skipped his exercise as his legs screamed protest at the rate he was following Ciro. He scarcely even noticed Ciro falling over in front of him, although that whipped him out of his little stupor well enough.
Ivan stopped for a moment. What kind of person was he being? Following someone who was clearly panicking (not to mention under the enviable influence of adrenaline), out of some misguided sense of curiosity? So all it took was a single mystery to get him to throw away his moral compass? He made a decision then; if he was following (which he was), he was going to at least try to keep Ciro reasonably safe.
Despite feeling renewed by that resolution, Ivan stopped running and started walking while Ciro got himself back up; a break of even one second could come in very handy later, he supposed. Ciro began talking about gunshots, meaning all of Ivan's information came from conflicting stories from the same source about monsters and armed criminals. A few days ago, he would've made the decision of which to believe instantly, but now, if it weren't for differences in Ciro's phrasing and inflection, he wouldn't be so sure; boze moi, what was this world coming to?
Ciro ran off, leaving his phone behind, presumably intentionally, given the request he had made. Electing to ignore Michal, who was already taking care of it, Ivan resumed his little pursuit. He heard a request (or an order) to continue following as he painfully coaxed his legs into continuing to run, but it's not like either that or any response he could give mattered under the circumstances.
Irene - Hallway
The absurdity of the situation was increasing with time. Irene knew not whether to laugh or cry, and a part of her wondered if Kafka's ghost was haunting her. It was ridiculous that all of this should somehow be her fault, and the principle's apparent belief that he could mend third-degree burns was the cherry on top.
Even so, his last remark gave her pause.
Before anybody sees her?
Was the man more concerned about the trouble of dealing with people knowing someone was badly hurt than actually helping the people hurt? Reprehensible. Again she was grinding her teeth.
She was not leaving Dini to this man.
"An ambulance is coming, I believe," said Irene. "I think it best if we wait for the professionals to take care of her. There is clearly no help to be found here, so I'll be taking her to the parking lot."
Conception is sin Birth is pain Life is toil Death is inevitable
Ivy withdrew herself further from the inane "Naked Bug" argument going on, stepping back while giving the both of them enough space - Ed for still being weird about the whole nudity thing, Jenna for...being naked - so that she could sit down. Right now, she needed a little space. Vivian's house wasn't meant for, like, twenty people and a pile of bugs.
This time, however, she came to a conclusion really quickly.
If someone exploded at school, or, you know, anything involving explosions happened near schools...
"...W-Wait, wai—I'll, just hold on with the Jenna thing...did they evacuate it? The school? After that happened, Ed?"
Well, I finally made it. Took a long sneak-about, bit of a damn boring one too, but hey, I got to see a new angle of this shit-'ole town, an' not a speedy boy to worry us. Then, at long last, the fuckin' end was in sight. A mot'rway stretch to the left o' me, and a sprawlin' loada shops to the right. Finally, a place for gettin' myself a proper wardrobe- no, wait, 'old on. First, I wanted to do sumfing for me 'air. So in I popped t' the supermarket place, t' have meself a wander around. By an' by, made my way to the Health and Beauty spot (heh, tha's a joke) an' plucked a saucer of 'air gel off the shelf. I'd 'ave plucked meself some red dye too, but damn and fuck, they were all outta stock. Coulda bullied the help into findin' some more out back, but me, I 'ad a schedule to keep. So off I went, took a chocolate bar from a plinth, and fired a surreptitious bolt at a given direction. Oh, 'eavens, would you look at that? That security camera's sputterin' terrible sparks now! 'ow so very distressing and perfectly distracting from the lad walkin' out the store with 'air gel and chocolate in his pockets.
Right, now on to brass tacks. There's a couple cloving shops around the side about there. There's also a shop way back the other way promising teen-orien'ed merchandise. Sounds like a laugh, but again, keepin' to a schedule 'ere. Off I go to the cloving places, arbitrarily chosin' the one on the right. One meticulous browse later, an' here I stand in the dressin' room, admirin' my own 'andiwork. Black 'air's been styled up into sloping black spikes, perfectly blending with the mask. As for the rest of the body? Black and red trainers, black socks, black jeans, and a fine black longcoat, draped over a bare chest, stretching all the way down to the calves, just like the wings of a dragon... I mean, technically, yeah, it's a woman's coat, but so long as it's black and billows in the breeze, you won't see me givin' a shit.
Piled up to the side's the skin I've 'ad to shed. The coat's the nurses', the rest belong to the shitwizard 'imself. Manky white socks, mingin' blue top, ugly grey trousers, stupid white an' blue trainers, and the underpants! 'ow the fuck does Simon live wiv the underpants? That shitty pair o' boxer briefs that ride up so far they basically turn into a fong! No fuckin' mystery he's so tightly wound all the time. I've 'alf a mind to burn 'em up, along with the rest of the shitty pile...but then again, if a fire starts on the ovver end of the store, I'll 'ave less chance of bein' tailed by any more stupid pricks. So that's what I do now. Musterin' all my energy, all the rage, all the 'eat inside, then peekin' around the corner of the changing room door, I fling a little ol' ball of plasma right to the other end o' the store. Then off I- oh, whoops, almost forgot. Take one shoe off first, find that lit'le security tag, an' solder it off with the tip of me finger. Then pop the shoe back on an' out I stride, like a man on a mission, payin' no mind to the clothes on the far end what spontaneously an' mysteriously caught fire. If that fire should spread throughout whole store, an' swallow up the pile back where I came, well so much the bet'er. That's all gone an' passed now. The Dark Dragon's rollin' out, destination unknown.
edited 13th Jun '18 2:57:03 AM by LizardOfAus
One Brunch Man
Brenton Point Park
-I'm just saying, when was the last time you didn't know whether or not you were going to be able keep a promise the instant you...- Hyeon trailed off as he heard someone approaching, stretching his arms wide in a mock-stretch and—more importantly—shoulder-roll that vacated Kwang onto the base of the statue behind him. Kwang took this eviction with grace, padding back across the dusty surface a short ways before rearing back on his hind legs and beginning to clean himself.
Hyeon shifted the pizza box so that it was tight against his body while trying to not be too obvious about it, before looking up patiently at Josephine with a dwindling sense of casual helpfulness as befitting your standard wage slave—or a teen with places to be.
"Hi." Hyeon said simply in response, unknowingly putting that particular internal conflict to bed, before snaking his eyes this way and that to be sure he was the person this random girl was actually talking to. Filling in the blanks himself after a moment, he shrugged before nudging his head toward a nearby brick building. "Bathrooms are over there." He said, looking back at his phone.
If I had that kind of power, I'd have dropped a meteor on your house ages ago~
Transcender of Gender
Kay Street/Eustis Avenue Intersection, Oh Hai Mark
There was only a half-mile left until Ciro reached his apartment, but by the time he hit Kay Street his legs and sides were burning more than they ever had, and his lungs felt completely empty of air. His pace slowed to a pitiful trudge, one heavy foot after another as he fought the urge to stop completely.
His single-minded panic simmered with the change in speed, enough that he could properly register his scrapes and his pursuer. Why would someone be following him? They couldn't have picked a worse time if they needed something, innocuous or otherwise.
He turned back again, this time careful not to disturb his tread, taking in the other boy's features beyond the basics. What surprised Ciro was that he recognised him, though it took a few seconds to piece together from where- an audience, a stage, a man-eating plant that sang... "Iva..?" The last consonant was lost as he wheezed out the name, gasping rapidly, still moving forward. "What are you... doing..?"
Eustis Avenue, Next Comes The Mace
First amazed at the amount of money that was being offered, then petulant at being spoken about as if she weren't there, Elly finally settled on a returning sense of dread as the couple stopped trying to convince her that the monster wasn't something to worry about. The bratty front fell away, revealing a child who couldn't hide her fear if she tried. "D-Don, give me the keys back."
"What?" The younger of the duo had tuned out of the conversation, distracted as he was by trying to sight the human head inside the 'costume's' mouth.
"My keys, give them back."
"Why d'you want- hey!"
Elly had hurried over and snatched the keychain out of his hand, at the same time using his surprise to drag him away from the creature and back over to Daigo and Melissa. He frowned at her, but didn't try to move back, his attention caught by another point of interest. "Woah!" He bent down and picked up the two fifty dollars, almost as amazed at them as he had been by the creature. "I've never seen these in real life before!"
While he'd been picking them up, Elly had nervously been fiddling with the keychain. "We have to go Don." she said, her voice shaking. She pulled one ring around the other until an object came loose from the chain- an oblong, purple piece of plastic, with what appeared to be a small wrist strap attached to a pin inserted in its side. I want you to hold on to this, Elicia, in case something bad happens and your brother or I aren't there...
"What, why? What's wrong?" Don's questions went unanswered as Elly pulled the strap and pin out of the device, then immediately threw it to the side. The air exploded with an ear-shattering wail, the personal alarm exuding a cacophony on par with a jackhammer. Elly grabbed her brother's hand and they both made a run for it, their screams drowned out by the alarm's deafening chirrup.
they/them || "Forgive me, regent of queer amphibians" - Lt.BGob
Happy Box Hater
Sebastian's House
He needed to leave. Quickly! But Barbra put herself in the way. Jacob tapped his foot impatiently while waiting for her to finish ranting. "Don't touch me!" he exclaimed, swatting her pointing hand away. "...I'm going to be fine. You aren't stopping me from leaving." He spoke with conviction.
What was she even going on about? If she was trying to make a decent argument for him to stay, she was doing an abysmal job. "Who would interview me?" Jacob asked rhetorically. "Recognize me from where? There's no reason anyone would think something was wrong with me. Besides, I really need to go home. My mother is expecting me, I can't afford to take too long."
Why is a yam attacking me?
The Fantabulous
Vivian's House (Party) & Suddenly Lizards
Once Ed, the often wheel-chair bound kid with a sense of humour, was relatively safely up the stairs Zia spent the next few minutes trying to process what the hell was going on. It seemed like half the school was converging on Vivian's house for one reason or another. If she didn't know better she'd think they had planned this in advance, "If anyone else screams at Jenna I'm going to start screaming back." She sighed, eyes closed, still mostly zoned out from the room itself and instead trying to organise the swirl of incoming thoughts into some kind of coherent picture. She wasn't succeeding, but at least she could keep the background noise of the town down to semi-manageable levels with a bit of concentration.
Something about the newcomers seemed off, insomuch as she could determine what was normal now. Her handle on normalcy was questionable at best before superpowers and smoke snakes got involved, but something was... missing. Everyone's voices were almost echoed by their thoughts and a sort of emotional static haloed them, occasionally blooming into something more palpable. Everyone except Ed Eisen. Zia's eyes snapped open, brows furrowed with concern as she stared at him, "Why can't I hear you?" The musician suddenly muttered, pushing herself from the poster covered wall and stalking towards the poor kid. Her stare was piercing and thoroughly confused, "I- I can't even feel you there..." Brayne's tone was unintentionally accusatory, now listening frantically for his thoughts, "How do you-" The telepath suddenly looked away, seemingly staring at thin air, "What the fuck is that?"
Somewhere in the distance she could feel a cluster of panic, pain and something that didn't think like a person anymore. An image of scales, teeth and blood in the corner of her eye - a pair of smiling faces. Reluctantly Zia focused on the image, a mosaic from a handful of eyes and the malicious plans for whatever it was. Brayne tried to find coherent words to describe exactly what she saw but ended up simply bark out a few words, "Daigo... Melissa... They- shitshitshitshit..." She gripped the sides of her head and fell back against a wall.
edited 16th Jun '18 3:53:39 PM by Lt.BGob
“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”
huzzaaaaaaaah
A message popped up on Hyeon's phone, sent from Nadine's number. SHE SAID YOU HAVE TO TELL THE GIRL TO GO AWAY BECAUSE WE CAN'T BE SEEN CARRYING BENEDICT AROUND AND WAIT. ARE YOU TYPING EVERYTHING I'M SAYING? HOW ARE YOU DOING IT THIS FAST? THERE'S EVEN PUNCTUATION, HOW? THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE. NO, STOP, HIT SEND. I'M NOT DICTATING THIS PART, HIT SEND!
The personal alarm sent Melissa, Daigo, Devin and Kev reeling back, all of them covering their ears and closing their eyes, the sound forcing them to immediately reconsider their plans (or in the case of Daigo's enhanced hearing, actually hurting him). It wasn't until Kev (of all people) took action that the sound was silenced: he clutched his chest and pulled out what could only be described as purple energy in the vague shape of a gun, clutching around his fingers the same way a small pistol would.
He squeezed the trigger without reprieve (though there was a definite shock in his eyes) and a single purple bullet exited his weapon without making a sound. It hit the personal alarm, wrapping around it until it formed a solid purple bubble, turning the jackhammer into nothing more than a muffled mumble... at which point the gun melted off Kev's hands, each drop disappearing before it hit the ground.
"Send him after them!" Daigo growled, a small trail of blood dripping out of his left ear as he bared his fangs, glaring in the direction the children had run off to. "They can't warn anyone of what th—"
Melissa's hand soared across Daigo's face as she held him down by the collar of his shirt. "Are you stupid?! That's exactly what we need right now. They're scared, and they'll probably tell some fanciful tale to their brother, which in turn will scare him even more. And we can use that to our advantage!"
Still patting the spot in his chest where the gun had slid out from, Kev shook his head and glared at Melissa. "W-w-weren't you telling him to set t-t-that MONSTER free in a building full of i-i-innocent POOR people?!"
"Oh, don't start crying now, Kev." Melissa spat back, adjusting Daigo's collar as she caressed the spot she had slapped not seconds ago. "I was merely proposing an alternate location. Better to injure a few reprobates than get unnecessary attention by going after the big targets, right? But now we don't need to do that anymore! Our objective is to find out everyone's powers... and I'm sure Ciro will bring all of his friends as soon as we send Daigo's creation to some other place, maybe—"
Her speech was interrupted by a sudden, terrifying realization: the lizard monster wasn't there anymore. Devin, who had been holding him back up until now, looked at the others with a similar expression. "I was holding him, but then I..." He motioned at his ears, the cigarette almost falling off his lips. "Oh shit."
They all stared at each other, and without saying a word, charged to where the Gardner kids had run off to.
Zooming through the bushes and jumping in and out of nearby foliage, the lizard monster screeched as it dragged one of its paws against the ground, letting the sharp nails produce an excruciating loud noise. It followed Elly and Don's screams, its tongue hanging out of its mouth as it put on a burst of speed, aiming to at least clench its jaws as tightly as possible around one of their legs.
For the first time in the conversation, Shooter chuckled, not out of panic, but out of surprise. "Excuse me? Last I checked, I am still the principal, and you're still a student." He glared down at her, making sure to grab Dini's arm by what looked like an unburnt spot, though it wasn't like Dini was in a position to reply or even interject in this conversation.
"I don't care what the agent said. I'm the principal in this school, and I'm supposed to make sure things work the way t-they're supposed to work!" His eyebrows wavered as he struggled to keep a hold on an actual, longstanding glare aimed at Irene. "Now, are you ready to obey, or are you going to face the consequences? I'll take her to an ambulance. Not you."
Barbra pushed Jacob back without hesitation. "The news vans outside, dummy?!" She hissed, pointing at the television and the live broadcast from nearby. "Maybe the police officers will wonder what a kid is doing out there at a time like this?! I don't care if your mom thinks it's time to give your pacifier, dude. You're not leaving here until we sort everything out!" She yelled, puffing up her chest to try and get an edge over Jacob.
At the sound of Daigo and Melissa's names, Luna let out a quiet yelp, whilst Vivian shook in her seat. "No, not them." She muttered, swiveling back and forth slightly in her chair. "They got powers too?! They're... they're not good people! If they got powers, then that's... oh God... they're gonna do something bad, and then everyone's gonna find out, and then I-I-I—" Clutching herself, Vivian started hyperventilating, a sound that would be somewhat familiar to one of the girls in her house.
"Uhm, should I know who these two are?" Crispin said, raising his finger. "I mean, I could try and place them within my theory and—"
"SHUT UP!" Luna roared at Crispin, brushing her hair back with a sigh of desperation. "Right, we can't just huddle here in this room and expect things to fix themselves! We need to figure out whatever Zia's wigging out about... and we need to take care of Crispy here... and the nurse just blew up and— goddamnit, I thought having powers would at least be somewhat fun!"
" That's actually a line in my bo- " Crispin noticed Des' solemn head shake and just raised his hands in defense. " Okay, shutting up now. "
Blood Mage Apologist
Sebastian's House
"Guys," Sebastian said, holding up his hands, "let's calm down. Look, man, surely your mother can wait a little bit?' He asked Jacob. "Tell her that you stopped to get a snack or talk to your friends or something. We're teenagers."
Barbara is right, Sebastian. You need to plan,] Fesxis intoned. [Red: She's also correct about the risk of being recognized.
"And Barbra, don't shout," he pointed out. "Even if you don't care about politeness or whatever, someone outside could hear. If the police come back or have come back anytime soon, they could hear shouting. That would be bad," he stressed.
edited 20th Jun '18 4:30:16 PM by Cwest5538
Wooze looks at Glass with a 'please take her away' look
AKA Nixer
Hallway
David pushed his way out of the classroom, through the throng of the other exiting classmates and made a beeline for his locker. Fiddling with the lock for a moment in a hurried fashion, he sighed in irritation, studying his trembling hands for a moment, before a loud declaration nearby caused him to freeze.
“You're one of them, aren't you? Yeah, I can see it in your eyes! Otherwise, why would you be hanging around this place?!”
His already frantic mind performed a speedy soft reboot at this, as he pegged on to what he might have been implying, slowly turning his head and sneaking a glance over at the scene, lingering his gaze on Irene for a moment before cautiously approaching, the items in his locker forgotten.
“Er... excuse me, Principal Shooter? Shouldn't she be... I dunno, actually getting help? If you want, I can take her, but I don't think second... or third degree burns are very comfortable to just be standing around with like that,” he interrupted with a slightly testy tone to his voice. He slipped his hand into his pocket, fiddling with the coin kept inside whilst he constantly snuck weary looks over to the older girl.
It was probably suicidal of him to approach. He should have just left while he had the chance. But at the same time, there was this undeniable urge to know more about what had happened that day. And this heavy curiosity as to what other abilities the rest of the school involved in the event had potentially gotten.
Plus, the more he knew, the more he'd know how to avoid conflict with them in the first place. Hopefully. It was a risky tactic, but his anxiety and intense lust for knowledge on the subject had met head on. This was the only compromise he could think of to approach both issues at the same time.
edited 22nd Jun '18 3:09:49 PM by Enirboreh
bork
Schrodinger's Human
Brenton Point Park:
"I... I don't need... a bathroom", said Josephine, her ears becoming red. "Damn it! Why did he have to say this kind of thing?" She wanted to speak, but her embarrassment prevented her from doing so.
Josephine calmed herself by convincing herself that everything will go smoothly (despite many evidences to the contrary). Checking that not a single person was around them, the girl spoke, facing the ground instead of the boy:
"I... I saw you speaking... to the squirrel. Are... you a superhuman?"
After letting those words out, Josephine's words started to go haywire (as always):
I'm such an idiot! Who would speak about this matter this directly?! What if he doesn't have powers and I was just hearing things?"
Fear of a human interaction had lead Josephne Engel to this. It was too late to do anything by this point. She could only wait for his response.
edited 23rd Jun '18 2:10:54 AM by kaalban
Everything that lives is designed to end.
Knight Cheesebeam
Sebastian's House, surroundings
Harriet drifted, as was the norm with her when she needed time outside her room. A change of scenery always keeps her mind off the ceaseless torrent of uncertainty.
However, since not long ago she reluctantly had companion: a floating spear.
As she aimlessly trudged she resumed thinking of ways to get rid of that thing. Tying it to a lamppost did not work, neither did sneaking it into a moving van. What can she do...
The tip of the spear drooped into her field of view, and she sighed. Why would this sort of thing happen to her? A weapon mysteriously attached to her and just won't leave?
She isn't certain of even a few things, but she is sure that this is one of the worst of things that could happen to her. At least, not since-
"...stop."
She had to remember, such thoughts go nowhere but downhill. Not that she could go downhill much further. All that matters now is to separate from this spear, for good. Maybe then she'll get started on climbing back up.
Her deep thoughts were only interrupted by a convoy of vans surrounding a house. News vans, rather. Not the strangest thing today since exploding nurses, but this seems less...lethal.
"Maybe it is good to check..."
Going by the front would get her seen for sure. She maneuvered around the area to reach the back, through a bunch of underbrush.
She raised her hand to knock on the back door. As her fist went forward, so did the spear-
edited 23rd Jun '18 7:28:55 AM by AtlasStratus
Timers to measure time, thermometers to measure thermomets, mometers to measure mom, and measuring containers to measure measurements.
Happy Box Hater
Sebastian's House
Jacob crossed his arms and looked sternly at Barbra as she explained how much of an idiot he was being. After she finished talking his expression softened a bit. "Right, I forgot about that..." he said sheepishly. "Sorry about that, you're right that was stupid. I can't just walk out the front door like that." While he didn't sit down or anything, the anxious teen positioned himself away from the front door.
But Sebastian's words really didn't help him. "You don't understand!" Jacob exclaimed with frustration clear in his voice. "Fooling her like that isn't easy... I can barely hide anything from her." He looked down towards the floor bashfully. "I really can't let this sit. I'm sorry."
With no hesitation, the teen ran for the backdoor. He agreed with Barbra that it was stupid to try the front entrance, but this way he felt he could stay unnoticed. All attempts to actually follow through on this plan were cut short when a spear pierced through the door, stopping five inches away from his location. "WHAT-" Jacob begin to yell in surprise before something very odd happened.
Everyone watching would suddenly see Jacob repeating his actions starting from a second before. Exactly as before, the chronologically replayed teen ran for the door and reacted exactly the same way to the spear that was already there, all leading up to him finally finishing his exclamation. "WHAT THE HECK?" he finally concluded. It didn't look like he even noticed what his powers had done to himself there.
Why is a yam attacking me?
Knight Cheesebeam
Sebastian's House
Before Harriet's hand could even reach the door, the spear plunged itself through the doorknob, taking most of the mechanism with it. She stood frozen in a mix of disbelief and surprise as a gaggle of voices roared from the other side of the door.
"Blame, the spear," Harriet very uneasily called out. "Nothing has gone right since this thing came around..."
His other route of escape blocked off by a girl and her spear, Jacob yelped in shock, taking Harriet by surprise too.
"I should just...leave now..."
She reached down to grab the spear. As her hand got closer, it seemed to slowly pull itself out. She felt a tinge of surprise, and curiousity against her better senses. She jerked her hand to her back. Hard.
The spear followed through, tearing out half of the back door with one harsh motion. Somehow Harriet was untouched by the splinters and debris. The inhabitants of the house could see this hobo-looking girl completely static, evidently the most confused at what just happened.
"Umm...hi?"
Timers to measure time, thermometers to measure thermomets, mometers to measure mom, and measuring containers to measure measurements.
Blood Mage Apologist
Sebastian's House
Sebastian jumped when Jacob yelled, and jumped again when half of his house's back door got torn from its hinges. "What the hell?" He yelled, staring at Jacob and the girl outside. "What... how... why?"
She had a spear, which she'd apparently hurled through the door. That was normal, completely normal, right, sure. It wasn't like people didn't usually carry around spears these days or anything.
"Uh... hi?" Oh, she'd just said that. "I mean... hello?"
edited 24th Jun '18 2:34:52 PM by Cwest5538
Wooze looks at Glass with a 'please take her away' look
And, of course, the other who...did someone...kill a nurse, of all people? Was it someone she knew? Was it...the feds?!
Of course, clarifying was going to be a problem with the Jenna in the room.
"Y-Y-You—Hey! Don't! That's Jenna, uhh, S-Sanders!" Ivy tried to step in between the two, and I mean tried, because she ended up moving slightly away from both. "She...s-s-she just ended up like that! Don't throw things at her!"