AKA Nixer
Class 1 Homeroom – Aileana
“‘Eclectic’, hm...?” Aileana echoed; an unreadable expression flitting across her face before it returned to its previous not-quite smile. “Well, I understand the feeling. Ye tend to build up a resistance. Granted if ye don't break beforehand. Depends on how ‘eclectic’ it is—to use your term.”
It was rather difficult to ascertain whether or not she was being passive-aggressive, but thankfully Dawn's entrance distracted her enough. She cooed admiringly at her as soon as she stepped into view, getting up and slithering over to get a closer look. To her immense amusement, her head only came up two inches below the other woman's shoulder.
After peering at her face, she began to encircle her—the procedure alike to that of a predator studying prey. Once she had completed her orbit of the taller girl, she stepped in front of her again; elongating her spine and limbs so as to match her height exactly.
“...Interesting,” she finally said, snapping back to her usual height and giving Dawn a nod of approval and a slight wave. “Not bad at all. Carry on.”
And then she was... gone. Slithering back to her seat, just like that. Clearly whatever she had been looking for had been either found or plain wasn't there. She didn't seem inclined to tell, at least. Nor attentive to her any longer, for that matter. The snake woman was now simply staring straight ahead; not blinking once. In fact, the only indication of life in her otherwise completely still form was the forked tongue that occasionally slipped out from between her lips.
Edited by Enirboreh on Nov 23rd 2018 at 11:36:22 AM
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Lizard Metabolism
Dawn smiled upon the first one to approach her, returning the gesture with her own hand. Her grip was firm and her hands strong. "Then I am quite relieved. 'tis a pleasure to meet you, Olivier." She paid no mind to the girl of serpentine features, only taking notice of the disconnect between her apparent sorry state and the deliberate prowl and purr that she indulged in.
It wasn't until Aileana stretched to match her height when she finally looked at her, regarding her coolly. The compliment was met with a slight quirk of her lips. "A serpent, hm." She murmured, more to herself than to anyone else as she watched her return to her seat. "More subtil than than any beast of the field which the Lord had made."
Deciding not to bother herself with Aileana for the time being, her attention returned to Olivier. "I hope I am not coming off as too intimidating."
How do lizards fly?
Ultimate Hope, Absolute Insanity
Dante – Class 1 Homeroom
Dante stared at Dawn with a calm smile.
He had never seen someone this tall, besides his dad...
However...while he looked calm outside, inside he was recoiling from disgust at Aileana.
What is something like this a student at the Saint Academy.
When he was still in Italy and was going to go to the USA, he thought was never going to witness the presence of that thing.
This made his stomach turn...
To lessen the disgust he felt from Aileana, he approached Dawn with gentle smile, Greetings Dawn, my name is Dante Precossini, the Carnival Prince. , he said, How are you? , he asked as he extended his left hand to her for a handshake.
You might know everything I'm going to do...but that's not going to help you, since I KNOW EVERYTHING YOU'RE GOING TO DO! STRANGE, ISN'T IT?
Where am I? What's going on?
Homeroom - Rebecca
Well, this was great. The classroom had devolved into chaos in less than five minutes. That had to be some kind of record. Rebecca supposed she should do something. After all, she didn't think anyone would be happy if the teacher walked in right now.
She stood up from her chair and loudly cleared her throat.
"You know, Mr. Killgore will be here any minute. We should probably all be at our desks before then."
Homeroom - Iris
Oh. The class list. That made sense. Iris visibly calmed down at the other girl's words.
"Eye spy?" Despite herself, Iris chuckled a little bit. The other girl's cheer was contagious. "I hope you realize you're at a massive disadvantage."
As if to emphasize her point, an eye opened on the surface of Iris's desk and blinked at the other girl.
"Anyway, you know my name, but you haven't given me yours yet."
Surrounded by weirdoes
Sam could only stare at the behavior of everyone. Yep, this is going to be a freaking mess. Taking a deep breath as everything started to get colder, as he tried to calm down the class.
Ryuu gave him a confused look, as he put on some earphones, to ignore the rest of the class until the teacher arrives. Taking note on who he should avoid, who to keep separated and who would need a take down if they get too wild, Sam just went back into his shell.
Ryuu, on the other hand just exhaled to deal with Rebecca's smell with a breeze raised by his powers.
"This is gonna be so fun!"
Wake me up at your own risk.
That Friend Nobody Likes
Homeroom
Karl did his best to ignore the obnoxious redheaded girl who was getting into his face and poking him. God, he had only just learned her name, and she was already a pain.
Well, at least his conversation with Mikael was already going slightly better than expected. So far, at least.
"Yes, I am from that von Aschemund family. However, only my great grandfather is an unrepentant ex-Nazi. The rest of my family work for various Despotic Governments, Organized Crime Families, and Terrorist Organizations, although my Great Uncle Ansel would've probably worked for Hitler instead of Franco if Hitler was still around."
He then turned to Ash and said "I would introduce myself, but, unfortunately, I am in the middle of a conversation. Could you please stop poking me. It is distracting." before turning back to Mikael.
Umm... so, I was here, I guess. If I wasn't, someone hacked my account. So, yeah.
Up on Melancholy hill.
What a trainwreck. He thought to himself, glancing at all of his new scholarly companions with an amused smile on his face. Is this what it's like, being in a Super Hero school? Everyone looks like they're gonna kill each other!
Slowly, little tendrils of ink began to crawl out from under his sleeves, preparing for the INEVITABLE slinging of powers. He needed to defend himself, after all!
Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?
AKA Nixer
Class 1 Homeroom – Ash
Ash frowned, slowly reaching her finger up to his forehead again for a final flick, only to sigh and shrug as she turned and waved him off—muttering “No fun” under her breath. The warning from the girl who looked like she had never touched soap in her entire life caused her to speed up her pace a little, and she once again practically flung herself into a reclining position at her desk. Outwardly seeming occupied with blowing a bubble from her gum, she was flicking her gaze to each and every one of those in the class—most likely judging who else was worth an investigation.
Though her gaze always ended up on statue boy and his completely unreadable posture. He was the most fascinating to her just by how dull and lifeless his gait was. She couldn't get a read on him, which was rare. At least the one with the halo clearly had an aura of "push my buttons and die".
And the Nazi claim was... most certainly a thing. She wasn't sure how to feel about that. He mentioned only his great-grandfather was unrepentant, right? Sure, that may be the case—but if he were repentant, why would he wear that costume? Was it forced on by his family?
She leaned back a little, jaw working harder in thought. She didn't have enough to go on, but it still didn't sit right with her. There weren't any fascist markings from what she could see. Could just be a neutral uniform for all she knew...
“Why the #$&% do I even care?” she murmured to herself as she abruptly shoved that entire train of thought away. It was probably just paranoia causing her to obsess. All there was to it. Had to be.
Right?
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Ultimate Hope, Absolute Insanity
Dante – Class 1 Homeroom
As Dante waited for Dawn's response, he heard about Karl's talk about Nazis and his family's relations to them...
Hmmm...your family was a bunch of Nazis! I guess that makes you even worse than what you are...a demonic human , Dante said calmly and gently to Karl.
The fact that you worked for the one who unleashed these beasts on this planet makes me really upset , he said to him, still looking calm, Just saying! , he said, as he went to his seat.
You might know everything I'm going to do...but that's not going to help you, since I KNOW EVERYTHING YOU'RE GOING TO DO! STRANGE, ISN'T IT?
Brenner's Wolves Fight Again
Hong Jian wondered what this "Nazi" deal is. Apparently, it was something bad.
Where there's life, there's hope.
That Friend Nobody Likes
Homeroom
Karl most certainly did not like being the center of attention, especially the kind of attention everyone in the room seemed to be giving him. Of course Mikael had to say the "Nazis" part so that everyone could hear. Not that Karl blamed him.
He made his excuses and left to find a desk as far away from the center of attention as possible. He still felt his classmates' eyes on him as he found a vacant desk beside a wall decently far back. He let out a small, barely audible sigh as he sat down. He then looked over at the person in the desk next to his... Ash.
Oh, wonderful. He was going to get poked and prodded at for the entire school year like some kind of lab rat. He leaned forward slightly and clasped his hands behind his back...
Umm... so, I was here, I guess. If I wasn't, someone hacked my account. So, yeah.
Combat mode, engage
Homeroom
Jack looked up at the latest arrival, and immediately flushed at Dawn's appearance. Despite her plain clothes she looked quite good and was so tall. "Why couldn't I have been wearing my suit?" They muttered to themselves, fruitlessly trying to straighten out their jeans and button-up shirt. "I look so much better in the suit."
Giving up on trying to make their appearance any neater Jack looked up at Dawn and gave her a nervous smile and a small wave.
-dramatic music ensues-
Class 1: Enter Iona and Bellpepper, Boom
An almighty ruckus drifted in through the open doorway, coming in from the near distance.
"BELLPEPPER! GET BA-BELLPEPPEEEEER!"
A low thud and the sound of earth breaking followed as a piece of the floor flew past the door in the hallway outside.
"BELLPEPPER!"
The sound of frantic footsteps got ever closer. A tiny, orange-red and grey bird holding a crystalline ring in its talons darted just outside the door, while a ball of fire flew past and exploded just ahead, the walls shaking with a low boom.
"Ahhh, she ain't playing around!"
With those words said, the bird zipped into the classroom proper, looking around in a panic.
"Ah geez..."
"BELLPEPPER! YOU INFERNAL EXCUSE OF A FAMILIAR! GET BACK HERE WITH MY SEAL!"
A girl in a leather jacket skidded past, slipping across the door while her hand managed to grab the edge at the last moment. With her body slingshotting back, her arm shot out, a tendril of water whipping out and wrapping around the bird. With a yank, he was in her hand, being shaken like crazy.
"Bellpepper just because it's shiny and you're my familiar doesn't mean you can take it anytime you want!"
With a puff of feathers, the bird suddenly vanished, leaving a very dumbstruck Iona staring at her classmates with a ring and a tuft of feathers in her hand.
"Oh..."
Her eyes glanced from face to face, wide-eyed.
"It's...ummm...hello. please excuse me."
Iona straightened up and stepped through the doorway, about to wave before realizing what was still in her hand. The feathery hand went behind her back, instead option to awkwardly wave with the hand without what was probably the evidence of animal murder to anyone watching.
With a side of fries!
"Too intimidating? Not at all," Oliver answered. He couldn't help but notice the snake woman but any reaction he might have had was stifled by Bellpepper's entrance. " Never a dull moment."he thought.
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Class 1 Homeroom
"Hey, my four aren't too shabby," the daeva answered in mock offense. "And you may call me Mahvash, splendor of the moon."
"I can add as tall 'as a cypress tree', but then you'd just be looking between me and Sister Redwood. I wouldn't blame you for looking though."
Albeit looking at Dawn was pleasant. She decidedly did not look at the newcomer, even while she started coming up with special containment procedures for the idiot. "Pardon," Mahvash said to Iris with a slight bow, before about facing.
A class full of pyros and the wizard cannot keep it under control. "Don't do that," she said sharply to the girl, not really breaking stride before looking into the hall. She stopped just short of pulling the fire alarm, electing to use the extinguisher instead. Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
An Ordinary Oddball
"Hello, bunch of new people!" Perry greeted cheerfully. "I not know why Stony Guy so bad, but OK!"
She perked up at Iona's and Bellpepper's entrance.
"Oh, you have a flappy-friend! Where'd he go?" she asked, getting out of her seat to circle Iona, sniffing her.
I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.
Surrounded by weirdoes
Sam could only sigh as the situation kept going more and more out of control. With a wave of his hand, he covered the holes and tried to keep things from falling apart.
"Let's just say his family got associated with some very evil people, and leave it like that" He told Perry, while making sure that nothing would fall apart over someone.
Wake me up at your own risk.
Ultimate Hope, Absolute Insanity
Dante – Class 1 Homeroom
WONDERFUL! , Dante exclaimed at the wizard.
My name is Dante Precossini! And that bird, what have you called it...Bellpepper is the cutest thing ever! , he still shouted excitedly.
My father would have definitely crafted a mask based after that little critter! ,he continued, ...if that didn't happen to him... , he said as his mood went to excited to solemn.
You might know everything I'm going to do...but that's not going to help you, since I KNOW EVERYTHING YOU'RE GOING TO DO! STRANGE, ISN'T IT?
Charlotte Silverberg - Classroom 1
Well, this was certainly a start to the first day of class. Charlotte stared at the hole in the door to room 1 (plugged up with ice but still plainly there) and briefly wondered if she could be transferred to a different class, especially as she heard the ruckus on the other side. Seemed she got a lively bunch this year to deal with. Well, no matter - if she wanted to aim higher than a government intern in this city, Charlotte would have to deal with all sorts of eccentric and eclectic people.
Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and glanced around at the indeed eccentric and eclectic group of people all in conversation with one another. It was a bit hard for Charlotte to track all the activities going on but as she scanned the room her eyes fell upon the mass of eyes sitting in the back of the room. An involuntary shiver crept up on her shoulders as the memories of eyes eyes so many eyes sprung up in her head. Charlotte closed her eyes for a moment, turned her head, then took up a seat in the front of the class, desk at the absolute furthest from Iris as she took out her notebook and various materials to get ready to study and completely try to ignore the many-eyed girl in the back.
Fluffy - Classroom 1
Following soon after Charlotte, a sheep dressed girl smacked open the door and raised and waved her hand wildly to her new classmates. "Good morniiiiiiiiiiing, Saint Academyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy~," Fluffy announced herself to the room. Ignoring any responses (or lack thereof) she got, she went over to each student and each desk and plopped a plush toy on each and everyone while introducing herself ("Nice to meet you; I'm Fluffy!", "Nice to meet you; I'm Fluffy!", "Who left this teddy bear here? Well, nice to meet you, I'm Fluffy; and here's a teddy bear for a teddy bear!") For the teacher she left not one plushie but two, one regular and one in the shape of a smiling apple.
Charlotte stared at the cat plush she received.
An Ordinary Oddball
Perry hugged the dog plush she got happily.
"Thank you Fluffy Lady!"
Then she turned to Dante.
"I want call up your dad like my friends so he talk to you, but my pull not strong enough. I sorry."
I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.
AKA Nixer
Class 1 Homeroom – Ash
Something being plonked on her desk jump-started her to attention, and Ash yanked out her earbuds and looked up just in time to see– was that a girl in a fluffy sheep costume?
She blinked after them for a few seconds, trying to ascertain what type of powerset (or indeed person) would possibly wear such a thing, before looking down at her desk and freezing at the sight of what had been planted there.
A... fox.
With nine tails.
Or rather, a particularly overstuffed and deformed representation of one. A plushie. Staring up at her with lifeless, black eyes. Its voidlike orbs bore into her soul like some terror, filling her with a sense of–
Nope.
Grabbing the thing, she opened up her desk drawer and shoved it in as much as she could before slamming it shut and out of sight. Only for its fat snout to get caught, and causing her to even more frantically begin to stuff it inside in an attempt to escape its soul-rending gaze. Once she did so with a final grunt of exertion—most likely busting the bottom of the drawer as well—she lay her head upon her desk and breathed a sigh.
That was by far the most terrifying thing she had seen in this classroom.
Class 1 Homeroom – Aileana
Aileana coolly regarded the newcomers as they came in, only to chuckle amusedly as the latter one placed an appropriate viper plushie on her desk. It was genuinely adorable by every possible description. I'll have to thank the lass later, she idly thought—as she picked up the thing and inserted it into her awaiting maw.
She didn't swallow. It just disappeared. Engulfed by the masses of writhing serpents just beneath her husk. They could do with a new chew toy. Not as tasty as the real thing, admittedly—but the sentiment was sweet at least.
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Up on Melancholy hill.
Oh! Hi! My name is-
He wasn't quite that fast yet, it seemed, and his words got cut off with a splatter of his ink. Slumping a little bit, his attention caught on the stuffed rabbit now sitting on his desk.
...awww. He smiled and adjusted the little guy.
Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?
Deranged X-Mas Figure
Class 1 Homeroom — The Teacher is In
As the various students continued to come that much closer to strangling each other mingle amongst themselves, the clock finally struck 8:00 AM on the dot. As soon as it did, a dark presence could be felt in front of the teacher's desk, as though something or someone were preparing to enter from some infernal plane.
A black swirling vortex suddenly appeared in front of the teacher's desk, filled with demonic energy before disappearing as quickly as it came and leaving something in its' place. It was large and in charge, and was somehow even taller and buffer than Hulk Hogan. Rather, it had the body of Hulk Hogan if Hulk Hogan were a demonic monstrosity. Red skin covered its person. It had hooves in place of feet, and thick coarse hair grew under its' torso. Long tall horns of obsidian were atop its' head, and a short, fuzzy goatee lay on his chin. For all intents and purposes, it was the spitting image of the devil. Which also meant it was a demon.
It began to roar like a wild beast, flailing its' strong hulking arms around as though it were a fericious monster. Not that it lasted. It certaintly tried to appear menacing, that much was certain. But it wasn't long before the roaring turned into a uproarious, booming laughter. He doubled over, holding his stomach to his chest as he tried and failed to keep it in. "Whoo! Man! You should have seen your faces!"
As the new students presumablly looked on in either horror or utter confusion (or perhaps both,) the demon slowly stood up straight, adjusting the tie on his well-pressed shirt. "Sorry about that! Couldn't resist. Anyway, pleased to meet you! I'm Kilgore. Case you couldn't tell, I'm Class 1's homeroom teacher. Which means we'll be spending a lot of time together. Oh, and before I forget. Class is now in session. Obviously."
He briely looked at the hole in the door before brushing it off. "Guess I'm gonna have to fix that. Anyway, before we get started, let's introduce ourselves, shall we? Just tell us your name and a bit about yourself. Ususally we'd go in alphabetical order, but I like to mix things up a bit. Well? Who wants to go first?"
Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around
An Ordinary Oddball
Perry let out a whoop at Killgore's performance, clapping enthusiastically.
"Good joke, Red Guy!" she said, before introducing herself. "I is Pe-reh-grine Al-ah-stor. But Perry is ok. Names hard."
I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.
Oliver swallowed. He'd been trying to determine who was the strangest of all the students he'd seen thus far. From the masked dramatist and the mass of shifting eyes to the five year old that seemed so out of place, but now it was even more difficult. At last, his curiosity overcame his fear. "It doesn't look like anything has started yet, he answered. He approached Dawn slowly, extending his hand in order to shake hers, I am Oliver Wilson, he managed at last. He didn't know if it was wise to approach someone who made the tallest basketball player look like a hobbit, but there was no taking it back now.
Edited by Benthelame on Nov 23rd 2018 at 2:25:18 AM