Damage & Dysfunction Academy

Oh boy. Leanna checked around again as she was about to start doing her thing with her sword boy here, and noticed Dan pinned down. Well, she supposed this could still work out in her favor!

"Just one second." She said to the guy as Leanna grabbed the table she was standing by earlier and absorbed it. Then, taking as careful aim as she could and bulking up with some good ole Table Mass, Leanna whirled around like a discus thrower and ejected the chair she'd absorbed earlier, heaving it over to try and get the guy on top of Dan. Then she turned back to the sword guy.

"So I'm Leanna. You should tell me your name." She said, planting her hands on her hips. She used that same mask from earlier to hide the sort of unfocused look she got from dizzying herself with that throw. "I really hate fighting and I don't want to hurt people. Let's talk this out, you and me."

Seeing the bladed gear headed for her, Magpie ducked back into her "bunker."

Whirrrrr—thunk!

The gear stuck itself into the hatch, but didn't go any further.

Come See The Violence Inherent In The System!

Daniel had been in fights before. Against all odds, Daniel had won fights before.

Not if the person jumped him from behind when he was trying to get the attention of some astoundingly incompetent guards.

Trying to reach at his mystery assailant, Daniel flailed his arms with reckless abandon but just couldn't get the monkey on his back.

"Get off of me, ya diiiiiiingo!" He wanted to maintain plausible deniability if possible. Judging by how the situation seems to have continuously climbed the shit rollercoaster that Daniel might one (1) day look back on as his life, perhaps this was a wasted gesture. "Guards! Help! Some dastardly ne'er-do-well is attacking me!"

A punch to the head caused Daniel's head to ring, as he dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes. He wasn't actually unconscious; he got off lucky. Sorta.

Cafeteria

After throwing the guy (who somehow managed to completely miss any of Shawn's thugs; his aim must be a little sloppy), Michael snapped his grotesque face around to Dan's position as he was knocked unconscious, and let out a growl of frustration.

Bracing his legs, the veinlike structures spreading across them underneath his pants as they bulked up slightly, he sprang a good ten metres or so into the air, flailing slightly before crashing rather heavily onto the ground near Dan's position, dodging an attempted fire attack from another idiot near his limp body and swiftly grabbing him by the back of the head, slamming him into the ground.

Dropping onto his knees, he briefly checked over Dan before grasping him under the arms and attempting to drag him away to the side of the room, out of the battle and into a potentially safer spot.

edited 10th May '18 3:28:52 PM by Enirboreh

Cafeteria - And it turned into a Lunchroom Blitz

Realizing that maybe trying to punch the guy with enhanced agility would prove fruitless, Samson settled for smashing his skeleton things out of the way, smacking them so hard they practically exploded.

Then he drew both of his huge arms back, swung them forward and clapped, as hard as he could. The result was instantaneous: it was as though a bomb had gone off in his hands, the shockwave angled like a cone, aimed in Shawn's direction.

"...Meh?"

Who was this clown and why was he trying to clobber him with a book...? Keeping it at bay was simple enough, that small wall of telekinetic force didn't take much effort to repel the other TK-Kid's attempts...and if he was trying that hard to smack him over the head...

"...Amatuer. You're a freakin' headache. Go. Away."

Jo didn't exactly bother with anything flashy that'd draw attention to himself. Simply and silently snapping his fingers which ended with a small pointing gesture at the clown resulted in one heck of a telekinetic push to try and slam against the twit's legs and send him face-planting to the floor.

Cafeteria

The greaser just stopped mid-air and landed. Which was bullshit, Dino thought, but honestly at this point she had that opinion of most things going on here. Not much time for thinking either way; some asshole was throwing gears at them. Magpie hid somewhere to avoid damage while she used her claw to shield herself from the incoming attack. It wasn't the best, and she was still bleeding from the wound left by the fuckstick greaser, but at least she's calmed down some.

Then she leaped with a raptor screech, aiming to drop right on top of telekinetic douchebag and grind his face into the pavement with a single move of her leg.

Cafeteria

Tatsu looked up to see the brute and the psyrokinetic advancing on her at the same time. I see they can at least recognize when they're outmatched She thought to herself with a small, satisfied smirk. Not giving them the chance to get a first strike in she quickly dove through the space between the two, tucking and rolling so she could come up on her feet and facing them on the other side.

Ryan was basically at home by now - by which, it could be said he was punching, kicking, elbowing and smashing his way in the battle going on, people sent flying through tables and across the floor. The nuclear hero was beaming - much as he tried to deny it, he did find he enjoyed getting into the odd fight or two.

"Yeah, come on you punk sons of bitches! Ryan Brady didn't come here to puss out and lay down!"

A super strong delinquent then punched him into a wall, which he got right back up from, licking his lips.

Magpie, meanwhile, was engaging in an odd whack-a-mole fight with another super-strong hero. She had opened up another three hatches in addition to the one she already had around the thug (who was becoming very frustrated).

As he turned around and around to try and pound Magpie's head in, she'd dodge and pop up in another hatch and whack him in the backside with her pole. He was just about frothing at the mouth with anger from this treatment.

Shawn vs. Leanna and Samson

Shawn sid not seem to give a single fuck about Leanna. He was too busy fighting Samson. Although he summoned plenty of surprisingly well-sketched minions, he had to stay on his toes to have even the slightest chance against Samson. Then, Samson unleashed his sonic attack. Its effects were... strange, to say the least. He was knocked back, of course, but stayed on his feet. He looked dazed, and his eyes seemed... somehow not right. Blood spurted from his nose, and some of his features seemed to be melting, especially on the right side of his body. They dispersed and turned to ink. His hand, ear, about half of his hair, and most of the right side of his face was gone, including his eye. What was left was a boy with hideous scars, as if someone had beaten him and tortured him repeatedly and with great fervor. He fell over, unconscious. Samson had won.

Jo & Dino vs. The Other Telekinetic

The telekinetic fell over as planned, but, unfortunately, that left Jo open to the book attack. It hit him right in the chest...

The telekinetic tried to get back up, but Dino landed right on top of him. Obviously outmatched and in too much pain to concentrate, he simply gave up on fighting and let whatever was going to happen happen.

Tatsu vs. the Brute and Pyrokinetic

Tatsu beat the shit out of both of her attackers, but this was not without a price. The pyrokinetic lit her on fire. Her hair and some patches on her clothing went up in flames just like that.

Magpie vs. the Thug

The thug punched at Magpie again, but, at yet another failure, he simply decided to move on to less frustrating enemies. Like Dino.

edited 20th May '18 3:09:45 PM by SomethingRandom113

Ryan stood amidst a bunch of knocked out thugs and delinquents when he saw the pyrokinetic attempt to legit kill Tatsu - and he went right into action, running up to the guy and just...punching him. Over and over and over again, punching the pyrokinetic, nonstop, in a bitter rage at what this guy did.

The blatant attempt to kill someone, and the guards did nothing. This place was a hell pit, but this did not mean Ryan had to just accept what came.

"Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!!!"

Ryan shouted at the pyrokinetic as he threw punch after punch at him.

Magpie grabbed the nearest fire extinguisher (seriously, why did they have so many scattered all around the place?) and sprayed Tatsu thoroughly.

When no foam would come out anymore, she jumped the thug with said fire extinguisher.

Mags vs. Thug, Round 2

Being rather stupid and thoroughly surprised, the thug could not react in time. Despite his strength, he went down, and went down hard. Tatsu was extinguished with minimal burns, and seemed okay.

The war was winding down, but it was sill pretty crazy, and there were still people to fight.

Staff Table

Dr. Petrov took a hearty swig of his vodka. It was cheap American stock, and thus, how did the students put it? Ah, yes, "Really fucking shitty". Capitalist pigs can't even make their alcohol taste good. He thought to himself. He drank it anyway. As soon as it seemed as if the fight was winding down, he got up. Some men felt their age. He had been born in raised in Mother Russia, before the capitalists had made it weak, and thus, he was not one of those men. Or, at least, that was probably it. The technological enhancements to his body had nothing to do with it.

He scanned the crowd, and saw a boy lying face down on the floor with blood running from approximately where his nose was. And another student was on top of him, beating his face into the floor, with a girl standing nearby, looking as if she'd been sprayed with a fire extinguisher. Damn pyrokinetics, always have to light everyone they fight on fire. If we only have two rules, you should probably just follow them, but they are too dumb to realize that lighting people on fire is likely to kill them...

"Off, boy." he said to Ryan. "I need to tend to this stupid young pyrokinetic's wounds."

Afterwards, he'd probably have to deal with the girl he'd lit on fire, but she seemed okay enough. Of course, for Petrov, "okay enough" meant "won't die within the next five minutes", but that was all he needed to work with...

Magpie ran over to Petrov.

"Oi. If you come over and treat Tatsu first, I'll give you some better booze than what you've been drinking."

She took off her top hat to reveal several bottles of liquor in it.

About a week later - This Train Wreck of an RP Ends

Ben

Suddenly, the Retcon Wave hit. D&D Academy no longer existed, and all of its students and all its staff except for Dodman were better off because of it.

Ben was disoriented. Wasn't he supposed to be somewhere else? But no, that wasn't right. He'd always been going to Saint Academy. Class 13. With Ryan and his girlfriend (he could never remember her name) and Lizzy and Tim. And the new kids. Dino, Michael, that lot. They seemed nice so far. He liked them. He looked over at Lizzy. "This is shaping up to be quite a year, isn't it..."

Dr. Petrov

Dr Petrov sat in the middle of the emergency room on his first day on the job. Being an alcoholic communist made it hard for you to find a job, but he'd finally found a place where he could do some good and make some money for vodka on the side. American vodka was still horrible. Wait, didn't that remind him of something... Nope, nothing. He turned back to the work at hand. Someone needed saving, and not all heroes wore capes and punched bad guys...

Though he figured he could do both in a pinch.

Dodman

Dodman sat in his cell in a prison in the middle of nowhere, Florida. He figured that, in retrospect, it was a bad idea to steal over $2000 worth of pornographic videos. God, he hated his life.

Out Of Character

So this train wreck finally ended! If anyone wants their characters to show up as minor characters in MSA, they can talk to kkhohoho about it. If you want to play as your D&D Academy character in MSA just submit an edited version of your character sheet to the My Superhero Academy sign up thread and just say that you got transferred from Class 13 to Class 1. Also, could someone please lock this?