Class 1 Homeroom — Introductions
As Kilgore appeared, Iona braced herself, suppressing the thought to freak out and lose control of her emotions.
"Keep calm keep calm keep calm..."
As the demon revealed itself to be their homeroom teacher, she took a deep breath. It seemed introductions were in order. Iona took a step forward, clearing her throat.
"I am Iona Bassano, a magician with the Society of The Iridescent Gem. And-"
POP
"I'm Bellpepper, her familiar and who she owes her entire life to!"
Bellpepper suddenly burst into reality again with a tiny cloud of feathers, twirling around while flapping. An aura of smugness oozed off of him. Which was soon taken care of by a swift bonk on the head from Iona's finger.
"Quiet you."
With that she went to a seat near the front as well and sat down, Bellpepper moving to perch on top of her head. He gazed down at the table, noticing the plushie of himself there.
"Hey, look Io, I've got merch! I'm famous!"
"The plushie is about the size of your ego. You can have it."
Edited by UndyingPhoenix on Nov 23rd 2018 at 10:52:49 PM
Class 1
Alex looked rather pleased at the plush butterfly Fluffy gave him. He had a particular affinity for these cute critters.
"Thank you, Fluffy. It's adorable."
He took a look around and noticed new students coming in. Two standouts were the very tall girl and the girl covered in eyes. Definitely a diverse group of people... oh wait, was that the teacher?! Alex quickly walked over to his seat, briefly spooked by the sudden appearance of yet another demon. After waiting for a few other people to introduce themselves, Alex did the same.
"Hi, my name is Alex. I'm here to get a better handle on my abilities."
Short, sweet, and to the point. Alex then sat down.
Edited by HilarityEnsues on Nov 23rd 2018 at 3:57:07 PM
That Friend Nobody Likes
Homeroom
Karl was too busy trying to figure out what the strange stuffed black cat the weird girl in the sheep costume had given him was for and why she'd put it on his desk (and also quietly dreading another encounter with Ash) to notice the Demonic presence until it was too late...
Then, the demon revealed himself to be their homeroom teacher, and Karl was mildly amused. He stood up. It was better to get this over with than keep dreading it for what would feel like an eternity, he thought.
"Hello, everyone." He said quietly, and seemingly without emotion, "My name is Karl von Aschemund. I am here because I want to be a hero, but I suppose that is why almost everyone in this room is here, is it not?"
Edited by SomethingRandom113 on Dec 5th 2018 at 8:36:58 AM
Umm... so, I was here, I guess. If I wasn't, someone hacked my account. So, yeah.
Breath of the Sun
Class 1
Mikael remained at his desk as the last of his classmates shuffled in, though his eyes flickered over to the tall woman - Dawn - at her mention of 'the Lord'. Extremely religious types were always trouble for demons like himself and Ellie. Though hopefully having Kilgore as a teacher would mitigate any prejudices she might have. Or she'd attack him and get expelled. Either worked.
Then he noticed Ellie was suddenly holding a plush wolf, and realized one had been deposited on his own desk as well. His wolf was black, hers white. Smiling, Ellie reached over and touched her plushie to his in a pretend kiss.
Then she grabbed his wolf and started tapping them together in a highly inappropriate gesture. He reached out to grab it from her, but before she could snatch it away, Kilgore appeared and roared. Mikael merely rolled his eyes as Ellie giggled.
When roll call came, Mikael and Ellie stood up together. As one, they shifted, revealing for a few seconds their true, demonic forms - both taller even that Dawn, not counting horns - with their clothes shifting to accommodate the increased size.
"I am Mikael." His voice was deep, and powerful, easily projected across the room.
"And I'm Ellie." Though higher pitched, her voice still carried quite far, as a Demon's call was wont to do.
"We, like Kilgore, are both demons of the Abyss, here to prove that our kind are not the monsters that many think they are."
"Yeah! Demons can be heroes too."
The two sat down again, shifting back into human form, and clasped hands.
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
Surrounded by weirdoes
"Thank you, lady" Ryuu said with a smile, looking at the stuffed dragon with a grin. Sam on the other hand only had a sad smile looking at the cat in his table, but couldn't reject it, or else he'd be rude. How long will he feel guilty?
When Kilgore entered the room, Ryuu jumped up.
"I am Ryuu Fuji, a dragon and hero aspirant, nice to meet you!" He shouted, as a scale just under his chin glowed at the light.
"Samuel Everett, hero aspirant" Sam said, evenly. For however long I remain alive
Edited by Blueace on Nov 23rd 2018 at 6:07:38 AM
Wake me up at your own risk.
AKA Nixer
Class 1 Homeroom – Ash
It would be a strange person to act with genuine fear towards a plushie and only raise an eyebrow at the entrance of an Abyssal Demon, but it seemed like Ash was in fact one of those people after all. To her credit, she actually took out her gum to speak—only to lean over to Karl and squish it in a wad against his cheek.
“Hold that for me,” she whispered under her breath, before returning attention to Killgore and opening her mouth to speak.
Only to momentarily freeze as she realised she'd have to say her full name.
“Jacqueline... oh god– Leslie Bates. Call me Ash Phoenix. Or just Ash,” she added all too quickly with absolutely no room for argument in her tone. She had visibly cringed upon stating her first name, but quickly moved on in order to abridge the rest. Raising a hand, she let it catch alight with flame.
“Pyro. Not a #$&%ing idiot. Gives so little #$&%s I might as well be celibate,” she droned, extinguishing the flame and reaching back over to Karl in order to pluck the bubblegum off his face once more. As she popped it in her mouth again, she seemed to realise something and cleared her throat. “Oh, yeah. Cusses like a sailor bitch too. Next.”
With a wave of her hand she dismissed herself—and immediately seemed to be relaxed again, propping her feet back into place as she watched the teacher through half-lidded eyes. Introductions were done and dusted at least. Rest knew what she stood for—the incessant swearing probably helped a bit too with that. So hard part over.
She was in fact so relaxed that she didn't notice the serpentine one appear to tut to herself, scribble something down, and then slither off of her seat towards the door. Nor the slip of paper she handed Killgore as she weaved past him. She didn't even stop or slow at any point—going from A to B in one smooth motion and vanishing underneath the thin crack of the door.
A noticeable pressure would undoubtedly lift in the room upon Aileana leaving.
Edited by Enirboreh on Nov 23rd 2018 at 9:11:21 AM
bork
That Friend Nobody Likes
Homeroom
Karl was decidedly not pleased with Ash sticking gum to his face. He quietly hoped this day would not get any worse, because, if it did, he felt he might just snap and start stabbing things with his letter opener. However, for now, he remained calm.
He turned over to Ash, expressionless as always, and calmly said "I apologize if I am being rude, but could you please not do that again."
Umm... so, I was here, I guess. If I wasn't, someone hacked my account. So, yeah.
Up on Melancholy hill.
Zach smiled a little bit and, rather than write through the air and take up the time, held both of his hands up, palms to the air, as the ink began to slowly come up and write the words himself.
Hello everyone! My name is Zach. I can control ink, and I hope to become a great hero! I hope to get along with all of you!
The ink snapped back onto his hands and he clenched his fingers. He didn't like doing that. Gave him cramps...
Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?
Brenner's Wolves Fight Again
"Name's Hong Jian."
Where there's life, there's hope.
Ultimate Hope, Absolute Insanity
Dante – Class 1 Homeroom
Heheh, do not be ashamed, young necromancer, my father's soul is inside this mask. , Dante said solemly to Perry, showing the Wonder Masquerade Mask. I haven't wore it yet, but I wonder what will happen if I did so... , he said calmly.
Then two girls entered the room.
The bubbly one handed everyone a plushie. His one was a spider plushie, much to his chagrin, Thanks for the plushie, Fluffy! , he thanked her calmly, even if the spider plushie reminded him of Dementius.
Unfortunately, things wouldn't get better for Dante, as a black vortex appeared from nowhere.
From it...came...one of these demons...momstrous physique...really muscular...real juggernauts...unlike Mikael, Ellie...and maybe Karl...
Dante started having something akin to PTSD flashbacks...about the spider demon Dementius..."killing" his father...his screams still resonating within Dante's head... as the demon roared, Dante flinched badly at the roar...
After Kilgore joked about scaring the class, people could see that Dante was next to devolving into a crying mess. But he put on his "mask" pretty quickly. Yeah, yeah...that wasn't funny...name's Dante Precossini , Dante said looking a bit upset.
Edited by Theyja on Nov 23rd 2018 at 7:44:45 PM
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?
Fluffy - Classroom 1
Fluffy stood up abruptly next and raised her hand. "Hi hi! My name is Felicity Shepherd, but you can call me Fluffy! My parents own the Fluff N Stuff Plushie Emporium so everyone feel free to come by! Discounts for active heroes and students! So, if you're an active student hero, that's, like, extra savings! Oh, and Fluffy's friend here is Cotton! Say hi, Cotton!"
Fluffy picked up a sheep plushie she put on her desk and squeezed it so it squeaked before sitting down. Charlotte blinked in... nonresponse. No idea what to make of this one. Still, she stood up next. "My name is Charlotte Silverberg; I'm here to get some help in figuring out my powers and to help out in return however I can." She sat back down quietly and contemplated her classmates.
Combat mode, engage
Class 1
Jack gave off the appearance of calm during the teacher's arrival, but beneath the table a card disappeared back into their deck. After a moment they stood, a stuffed cat perched precariously on their head as the gave a short bow.
"My name Jack, I'm here to be a hero. And because the future looks grim, but with so many supervillains and the like, when doesn't it?" They said before returning to their seat, the plushie still remaining in place.
-dramatic music ensues-
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Class 1 Homeroom
'Which means we'll be spending a lot of time together'. Goodness me.
Mahvash had only just strategically seated herself near a window after the fire incident, and then that. Her utterly annoyed look gave way to a brief one of abject horror when Kilgore made that statement.
"Greetings and Salutations," Mahvash started at his prompt, standing and straightening her coat. She took advantage of her spot to face the class and Kilgore in turn. "I am Mahvash of the House Mattiuza. I enjoy a great many activities, and it's a delight to be back here and to have met all of you. I'm ready to tell you stories if you ask, and give you aid, also if you ask. Take good care of me, and I'll do the same to you."
Edited by CenturyEye on Nov 23rd 2018 at 5:39:42 AM
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
Lizard Metabolism
Dawn didn't have the time to acknowledge everyone before the class began. She did greet those who approached her, even allowing herself something of a coy look and a little smile when the boy (girl?) named Jack tinted red upon seeing her. She must have said that she enjoyed the attention, even if it was as simple as shaking hands with yet another of her peers.
The von Aschenmund boy seemed like a handful. Proclaiming that his whole family but him worked on the payroll of supervillains petty warlords and extremists did little to endear him to her. Then, Dawn found herself in a possession of a plushie, given to her by an adorable little thing in a sheep costume. She took a place in the back to not obstruct anyone with her height, regarding the bull plushie before their homeroom teacher - Killgore - showed up, a spitting image of a Demon of old.
Dawn regarded him with a pleasant smile. As people began introducing themselves, she had a good look at the duo of demons taller than even her in their natural forms. Some part of her felt envious, but she was happy to remain silent until it was her turn. As she waited, she took in the various reactions. The jokester by the name of Dante seemed quite upset at Killgore's appearance, for one. Once Mahvash left, she took her place, beginning her introduction with a deep, deferential bow.
"Be greeted. My name is Dawn Victoria, and by the good grace of friends in high places, I was allowed the luxury to become a superhero." She smiled warmly at the people present. "As a woman once lost, adrift atop the cruelty of the world, I have found purpose in Him, and in the righteousness I could do in His name. He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds."
"Thus my superhero name is Galghiel, She Who Renders God's Wrath. I trust to understand myself in full, and with this newfound knowledge punish the villain, the criminal, and the extremist. Until then, I hope you will not find me a dreadful presence to be around." Bowing once more, Dawn left back for her seat.
How do lizards fly?
Where am I? What's going on?
Roll Call - Rebecca
After watching her new classmates stand up one by one and trying to memorize their names and faces, Rebecca figured that it was her turn and got to her feet.
"Hey, I'm Rebecca Raleigh. Becca for short. And before you ask, yes, I know I stink, and no, I physically cannot take a bath. I look forward to getting to know you all!"
Roll Call - Iris
Iris had been dreading this, but she was the last person who still hadn't introduced herself. It couldn't be that bad, she should just get it over with before she worked herself into a panic. That said, she was noticeably slow to stand.
"I-I'm Iris Langley. I c-came here because everyone was afraid of me at my last s-school. S-so please don't be scared! I'm normal! Really!"
Iris suddenly realized that she was shouting and sunk back into her seat in embarrassment. Great. Now they were all going to think she was desperate.
AKA Nixer
Class 1 Homeroom – Ash
Ash made a strange, stifled sound somewhere between a whine and a scoff at Karl's request. Probably a giggle. It was rather difficult to tell.
“Dude. Chill. Seriously. It's either that once or I go back to poking you again. Want that?” she questioned, suddenly leaning forward so her finger was dangerously close to his nose, before giving him a half-smirk and retreating back into her original position. “Suck it up. I'm actually more likely to stick gum on your face now. Only now I'm not tellin' you when. It'll hit you when you least expect it,” she grinned wickedly, blowing a victorious bubble with said gum and letting it burst against her lips before diverting her attention to Dawn at her introduction.
“I mean, you're a #$&%ing tall presence, but that ain't exactly dreadful,” she shrugged. “Actually I'd say that's a pretty #$&%ing awesome thing to be. I mean, I'm short and burn s***. Ain't exactly–”
She cut herself off with a wince as Iris raised her voice a bit too far above the room's decibel level, and sent her a neutral-yet-pointed look in response. Still, though—she noted the stammer and the flush of embarrassment in the girl. Low confidence, probably. Perhaps even anxiety. Could be a problem. Especially around folks like herself. She'd have to keep an eye on that one.
bork
Deranged X-Mas Figure
Class 1 Homeroom
Kilgore tried to console Dante after he started crying on the floor, though he didn't expect anyone to go that far. Though he would have been lying if he wasn't the least bit offended. "Sorry about that. Just trying to have some fun. And maybe try and teach you something about not judging a book by its' cover."
He turned to the rest of the class. "Anyhoo, now that we've got that out of the way, I think it's time to tell you just what this school's about. Chances are, you're here for one of two reasons. Either you want to be the best hero you can be, or you just want to control your powers. And either one's fine. But at the end of the day, this is first and foremost a school for heroes. Which means there are some ground rules to cover. We'll get through most of them later, but above all, there's one rule that stands above the rest. Be a hero. Whether that means helping someone in need or just being the best student you can, you're all expected to be heroes that people can look up to."
Kilgore seized a bottle of water off his desk and took a gulp. "Now, no-one's a Saint. In both meanings of the word. But even still, that's something you need to at least try live up to. Obviously, bullying and harassment are not tolerated in the slightest. But neither is using excessive force unless it is absolutely necessary. So if I see anyone not living up to the standards that have been set for you, then it's detention. And if you break those standards again, then it's a suspension. And if it happens a third time, well, I shouldn't have to say what'll happen then. Obviously there are exceptions, but generally speaking, that's how things stand."
He took another gulp. "With that said, I guess it's time to head off to to the Training Room. Unless anyone has any questions?"
Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around
An Ordinary Oddball
Perry raised her hand.
"I has question, Red Guy. When eat food?"
I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.
AKA Nixer
Class 1 Homeroom – Ash
Ash decided it best to neglect clarifying that her reasons for attending were little more than obligation, pity for her overly-enthusiastic father, and the thrill of it all rather than any genuine yearning for heroic activity. What Kilgore didn't know wouldn't kill him. Plus (not to pat herself on the back, of course), Ash thought that she had been doing a pretty decent job of being ni– well, less brash than she usually would be, at least. It was primarily due to her hatred of detention, but she couldn't lie in saying it wasn't working. Not... quite for the reasons probably intended, but still.
...That said though, she did want to know if she could have a little fun...
Deciding to test her luck, she raised her hand.
“Yo. Er, Sir. #$&% that still sounds weird. Um, does listening to punk rock and headbanging while setting a whole bunch of evil dudes on fire count as ‘excessive force’? 'Cause that's kiiinnnda my whole schtick. Y'know, helps me concentrate. And make 'em less crispy. Otherwise I get a little... uh... too invested.”
Probably said too much. Eh. Not like they wouldn't be expecting it, really. Her posture, dress sense, and literally everything else didn't exactly scream ‘concerned for others’ anyway. But she hated dishonesty—hence her frequent cussing. She spoke her mind invariably. And right now she just so happened to have a (to her) really important thought about whether or not she could listen to Green Day while kicking ass. It was the bare necessities to do so, after all.
bork
With a side of fries!
Oliver was busy eyeing the plush he'd been given. "Whaddya know? A Chipmunk," he muttered inaudibly. He half-expected it to move. He didn't know how many toymakers could make something so lifelike. There would be time to ponder it later. Right now there was the prospect of training—something he'd looked forward to.
There was a spark of light in Top's obsidian eyes at the very mention of training. It was what he'd come to Saint's Academy for. It was something that had to become second nature for a proud warrior of Ursan. He admittedly questioned the ability of this horned man-beast to teach anything at all, but it was brief. It wasn't within good reasoning to assume that anyone couldn't teach. The Ursine ball of determination had made up his mind to accept whatever training Earth had to offer— a task that would prove much easier if it weren't for all these questions. Something in him wanted to throttle the next person who dared to ask one, but impatience was no virtue either.
Edited by Benthelame on Nov 23rd 2018 at 7:25:26 AM
Ultimate Hope, Absolute Insanity
Dante – Class 1 Homeroom
Yes...I know that...Mister...Kilgore... , Dante said, as he sat down and slowly returned to his calm persona, when Kilgore got sorry for Triggering him...
Well...he didn't also expect that...
That was fun...
He didn't really know that he suffered from the Post-Tramatic Stress Disorder...
And it gets triggered by seeing a demon, even if it doesn't remotely look like Dementius at all...
But it's gonna be alright, Dante...the demons here don't want to harm you...to kill you...
As Kilgore finished saying the "Be a hero! Don't do bad stuff or else you'll get punished" speech, Dante said calmly: No, I've got no questions!
Dante got fascinated by Dawn's introduction speech and gave her a thumbs up as she sat down.
Edited by Theyja on Nov 24th 2018 at 1:12:57 PM
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?
Class 1
Ash and Perry continued to be... well, Ash and Perry. She couldn't blame the poor girl for wanting to eat, though. It didn't look like she got a lot of meals, which was... troubling.
And what was going on with Dante? He was obviously traumatized by the sight of Mr. Kilgore. Sure, Alex thought demons looked a bit scary because he didn't know any outside this school, but that reaction was clearly not normal. Something must have happened prior to trigger such a strong reaction. That wasn't the sort of thing he should pry about though, regardless of how curious he could be when it came to other people and their feelings.
"I don't have any questions."
Lizard Metabolism
Slowly, Dawn's hand rose. "What constitutes an excessive force?" She asked. While a similar question had already been proposed by Ash, but it seemed the pyrokinetic had her own ideas how to counteract the rising bloodlust. Listening to music while fighting seemed reckless to Dawn, however. She was already reciting the Good Book to keep sight of the goal at hand, but...
"This body of mine was engineered for destruction. I must know just how much I'll have to hold back."
How do lizards fly?
That Friend Nobody Likes
Homeroom
Karl raised his hand. "If one's classmate were poking one and sticking their chewed bubblegum onto one's face in spite of repeated requests to stop, would stabbing said classmate with a letter opener be a reasonable response?" He asked, completely seriously.
Edited by SomethingRandom113 on Nov 24th 2018 at 6:44:14 AM
Umm... so, I was here, I guess. If I wasn't, someone hacked my account. So, yeah.
Top's eyes narrowed. This wasn't the first time he'd heard the term "Teddy Bear." Staring at the lifeless plaything on his desk, he couldn't help but feel insulted. "I'm not a Teddy Bear," he said. He stood in his chair and crossed his arms angrily. "My name is Top and I'm here to become a better warrior," he continued. His anger wasn't obvious. It was difficult to project in such a childish voice.