My Superhero University

Squad 1

Sam looked at his creation. The small robot was small, humanoid robot was blending something with its arm, as it looked like a monkey-like design and an appearance similar to a tuxedo as it handed him the ice glass. Sam took a sip of the milkshake and smiled.

"Good work, Kane"

"Of course, Master Samuel" It answered, bowing. Man, it ended up pretty British, but he isn't complaining.

"Ok, time to work" He said as the monkey took the ball and placed it to the hole, spinning it with surprising grace.

"Excellent" Sam commented, taking another sip.

I.W

Ryuu stared at his own creation, a small robotic dog, wondering how he ended up with this. But then, he was kinda lost on what he was doing after step two, so getting something functional was an accomplishment.

"Ok, you know what to do, boy" He said, a bit unsure, as the dog tried to snuggle with him, and he gave it a couple pats. "Ok, place the ball in there, Spike"

The dog obeyed the command, and after that, it jumped Ryuu.

So, he basically got a pet.

Edited by Blueace on Jun 14th 2019 at 1:29:29 PM

Wake me up at your own risk.

Sally then put the final touches on the tiny robot. To add a little extra, she gave the robot a little metal dress and a heart on the side of it's head. With it finished, the tiny robot came online. It looked around before looking up at Sally.

"What is...going on? Who...am I...?" The tiny robot talked in a shy and monotone voice. Sally gently scooped up the tiny robot in her hands. She didn't quite know what to say at first but, then gently rubbed it's little head.

"Hello, you are a little help robot named..." Sally thought a quick moment for a name before continuing. "Tina. Yup, that is your name and you will be on your first task very soon." She said smiling, wondering if would reassure the tiny robot.

"I understand. What is it?" Tina replied.

"Take this bearing and put it in the hole. I'm sure you can do this."

"Okay, got it." Tina got her bearing and slowly started making it to the hole.

"Ohhhhh...you guys are talking about immortality. Yeah, I don't if I am immortal. Honestly, I still don't fully get my powers. I mean, well, it's kind of confusing." Finn replied before he went back to working on his robot. Finally, it was done. It seemed to not look like a disaster.

"Alright, let's hope it doesn't blow up." He said as it turned on. The robot looked up at him before going over close to him.

"Hello, little guy." Finn said to it.

"Hello, meatbag!" The robot said to him.

"Excuse me?" Finn said, in disbelief.

"You are meatbag. I love you, meatbag." The robot replied back. Finn felt both happy and insulted at the same time. Regardless, he had to stay on track.

"Alright little guy, see that little hole down there? You got to take that bearing to there. You got it?"

"Got it, meatbag!" Finn's robot got the bearing and went it's way to the hole.

"Well, even if it calls me meatbag, at least it is not destructive nor did it blow up. I call that a success."

Edited by LovelyMagicianSavvy on Jun 13th 2019 at 9:08:52 AM

Just an adorable fan girl and cosplayer ヾ(*・ω・)ノ💝💟

Wilma (1)

Wilma's robot looked more like surrealist art than an actual robot, and anyone watching while she built it could see that its inner workings were actually several strips of wires connected to all the wrong places.

Nevertheless, the...thing whirred to life with an odd spark in its eyes when Wilma tapped it with a finger, seeming jolting it to life with her powers.

Without her needing to say anything, the thing looked around and picked up a ball bearing with its pincer mouth. It began traversing the obstacle course (albeit slowly) and deposited it in the receptacle while Wilma watched proudly.

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Jumping Bean (3)

Jumping Bean's robot was a fairly simplistic box with spoon-like arms. When she activated it, the robot spun in aimless circles before she tapped it forcefully. Then it righted itself, scooped up some ball bearings, and traversed the obstacle course (bulldozing everything under its tank treads) and dumped all the ball bearings in.

The Xian looked around excitedly like "did anyone see my robot do that!?"

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Perry (4)

Perry managed to make a small, wolf-shaped robot. When it was activated, it barked and wagged its wire tail. When Perry pointed at the ball bearings and then at the receptacles, it picked up ball bearings in its mouth and nimbly navigated the obstacle course to deposit its cargo where it was supposed to be.

It headed back and flopped in Perry's lap. The spirit medium began to pat its belly, surprised.

Edited by JumpingFruit on Jun 13th 2019 at 11:03:55 AM

I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.

Vivian-Robotics-It Lives?

Vivian had actually gotten to work on her robot, momentarily regretting not being able to stick out her tongue as she worked. On the other hand, her precision and ability to focus seemed to have improved. Somehow she ended up with parts that she hadn't when she started.

The little 'bot had a humanoid upper torso, but instead of legs, it sported six little spidery legs. One hand was a claw like that of a lobster but with three grabbers, and its eyes were mismatched in size. Oh well, it's still beautiful. Glancing around, she summoned down one of her drones, popped it open, and then pulled out its "brain" and battery. Sticking them into the little machine, she cautiously pressed the power button. It instantly burst into song: "I am the very model of a modern Major-General/I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral/I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical-"

Vivian started to mash down the power button, then hesitated. Everyone else's machines were somewhat weird. So why not? She hissed down at the little showoff, "Ok. I don't care if you sing, just put this ball in that hole. Ok? Move it, Sondheim." The little mechanoid skittered down her leg, then up the wall and into the hole, singing all the while.

Lily – Robotics & Engineering (Squad 1)

Well, she was finally done. At least, the thought she was. Apparently the others has created little beings with quite the amount of personality. Lily was surprised hers was even functioning. But she had realised something midway through building it.

She was approaching it wrong. If she made it to function alongside her powers, she'd have a much easier time.

The end result, she had to admit, was not what she had expected.

It was (for all intents and purposes) a doll. With large, blue eyes and chin length black "hair", the addition of her water in its internals had made it so that its movements were fluid. It slowly toddled up to a ball after Lily set it down, blinking slowly and methodically as it figured out what to do—and then fell over.

Lily sighed through her nostrils, resisting the urge to palm her face as she reached over to pick it up. To her surprise, it refused—batting her hand aside with its own stubby appendage as it struggled its way up and stumbled over to the ball again. Fascinated by this, Lily watched as it rolled the ball up into the hole finally (ignoring the improvised paths created by the other robots) and plonked it in, blinking up at the hydrokinetic and seeming to smile a little in victory.

Despite her worry, Lily smiled too. Then looked to Armada. She had no idea how she'd created such a bizarre little thing, but it had worked better than she expected. Almost too well. She was afraid to shut it off.

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Jenni – Robotics & Engineering (Squad 1)

Jenni had relentlessly poked, prodded, and forced together her little machine in a way that only she knew how. Wren's gathered instincts were telling her to eat the poor thing, but her regained intelligence was battling against those quite intensely. Needless to say she might've gone a bit too far—and was soon staring down a little pile of feathers with a single red eye attached to its midst.

A thin, third eyelid flicked across this optic and it chirped happily—seeming to roll upon and within itself in a manner geometrically impossible as thin black hairs and tendrils pulled it along. Unconsciously, Jenni chirped right back and began to follow it on all fours—only to catch herself with a slight clear of the throat as she brushed a stray set of hairs from her face.

“Ahem. Sorry.”

The little, rolling creature chirped some more, its single red eye somehow remaining central despite its constantly collapsing body, and it grasped a few ballbearings in its hairy grip—a large, toothy maw that seemed to lead into eternity swallowing them all up at once before meshing shut and burping slightly once they had all been vanished. Spitting them out into the hole, it bounced cheerfully and tumbled its way back over to the stunned Jenni—tugging at the plumage around her ankles and chirping repeatedly in victory.

“Mama! Maaamaaa!”

“Oh dear god what have I done.”

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Holiday – Robotics & Engineering (Squad 3)

Holiday seemed to consider Mikael's words for a moment, and nodded—deciding to think about the issue later and focus on finishing her little creation. Once completed, she brought it over and carefully placed it down—bending her knees and methodically tipping forward so it simply slid out of her grip—before standing herself up again and stepping back a few paces.

The compact thing suddenly unfurled, and a buzzing sound emanated from it, lifting up off of the ground with a slightly shaky start before stabilizing. Dropping a small magnet on a string from a compartment on its underside, it flew over the ballbearings and picked them up, dropping them in the hole before returning to Holiday's grip and retracting back into itself once again.

“Test success. I may incorporate this into a second drone, if Father is willing,” she announced, manually extending the dormant drone's individuals segments in order to quickly scan over it. “I get the feeling Tom may be getting lonely. Plus I am in need of an aerial unit. Armada, is this sufficient?”

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Evelyn – Robotics & Engineering (Squad 4)

Evelyn giggled at Clay's creation, and found that she couldn't agree less with his conclusion. Turning to her own, she gently nudged it to move forward with an encouraging smile—earning a worried look from its large trinocular eyes before it zipped off of her desk and over to the course on its own.

It used treads to move about, and that seemed to help it navigate a little better. It scooped ballbearings into its large, clawed hands, and carefully tipped them into the hole once the coast was clear. Satisfied, it scooted back a fraction, looking back not at Armada, but at its creator.

She smiled at it, sending it a short wave. It seemed to pause as it processed this, before lifting up its own clawed hand—tipping it back and forth in a mimicry of the motion before sinking down into deactivation with a satisfied hiss.

“I kinda based it off of something I saw on TV once,” Evelyn admitted quietly, drumming her fingers against her desk as she blinked away her Third Eye with visible relief from the vanishing strain it placed on her. “I thought it was cute, so...”

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Iridium Wonders – Robotics' Class

   Annnnd— Done!   , Dante finished building His robot.

The robot in question looked like Dante's small and stylized chibi copy. Things such as its jester hat, its mask belt and its collar/cape were more detailed that the rest of its. Its face would always a happy face with closed "eyes".

   Hello!   , the small robot turned towards him,    I am Dante Precossini The Second, the shining Carnival Prince of Venice. I've got a heart of gold and a will of steel!   , the robot put a spherical hand on its chest in a soldier-like manner.

   Awwwww, you're such a sweet, dorkish kanelbulle, my boy...   , Dante petted his chibi robot duplicate's head. The robot started making something similiar to a cooing sound. And that melted the prince's heart. He squealed from the overload of cuteness, with his cheeks looking pink.

Squad 4 – Robotics' Class

   Hello...um...Hovering Object Who Zips Around...or H.O.W.Z.A., I am Iuvem Dias, your creator...   

Iuvem was obviously talking to his creation: a really strange robot that was modelled after Unidentified Flying Objects. However, because of astral-borne nostalgia, which his eyes were blinded from in the passing of these last minutes, he kinda made this microscopic (compared to an actual UFO) UFO-bot's shape reminescent to that of Saturn.

Thanks to hours of browsing through ETHEL's files about objects and beings of extraterrestrial origin, which included some info about UFO's, the Jovian golem managed to emulate the mechanisms wbich allowed this small fellow to levitate electromagnetically and zip around like a hummingbird/dragonfly.

The UFO-bot also had some ocular sensors on the first half of its body.

The robot didn't seem to care about Iuvem's monologue about being its creator and his duty to teach it about this reality...

....it wanted to see the world with its own ocular sensors. So it ran away.

   H.O.W.Z.A! Come back here, the world can be atrociously dangerous when you don't carefully plan your actions!   , Iuvem yelled at it, as he chased it around the class.

Edited by Theyja on Jun 14th 2019 at 9:32:30 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?

Iridium Wonders - Robotics and Engineering

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Did you just say 'don't become a robot because you'll live longer'? Mahvash did not raise an eyebrow or scoff at Armada. Those weren't her conditioned responses, and she wasn't about to keep that discussion going anyway. So, Vivian's an android. Eh. Or it would be 'eh', except she'd made herself less effective against one of their sets of enemies. Vivan really should have at least listened to a pitch on mutations or ascensions before going silicon. Or maybe she did the exact right thing.

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Instant Children just add water. She felt out the other little bots. The pair of toddlers timidly looking at their parents(?)... the bot that probably led the way to a Pentagon contract and lots of change. And she just pulled her desk out of the way, letting the 'UFO' pass by.

Her bot was less unruly. Of course it was also still, well never born. Not that she didn't expect that would happen. Mahvash gave it another passing, kind of pointless glance. It whirled. It came together from the instructions exactly. The bot would probably walk in a straight line and drop the ball off should she wire it up with an RC remote, but well, the lights in its eyes were just reflected optic wires.

Didn't stop her from taking notes on the others. So many potential articles from the ethics of turning these bots off to ruining taxonomy again. She tilted her head at Martin's bundle of jolly and offered a small smile. "Oi, its talking and no one needed to spank it."

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

Squad 3 – Robotics' Class

"Yeah, he's right, Holly...", Chibuzo chimed in, "Ageless beings gotta stick together, y'know...", he said, trying to reassure the gynoid, before he went to take what was needed to make the robot: an AI chip and a unusually big pile of other components...which he put on the floor.

"Well, then...let's start", he slowly floated above the messy and huge pile of metal junk.

He upwardly raised an arm, creating a swarm of bees and ants.

"C'mon, my girls! Aid me in the construction of this automaton!"

And with that statement, they started building a robot from that pile of metal junk. Chibuzo carefully followed the instructions. With his floating capabilities, making a big robot seemed to be easier. But when things got complex, the eusocial swarm would help him.

   "Ha ha ha ha!"   , A dark, deep voice cackled monotonously as its body was finally built

The newly-built robot towered over everyone. It had a robust constitution. Its appearance was metallic, Darker and Edgier version of your typical halloween skelton costume, with the white, skeletal-looking parts making up its "exoskeleton", which was even sturdier than the remaining black parts of its body.

In the huge robot's empty, black eyes, white, pupil-like lights apppeared, signaling that it was now in its scrive state.

   "I am born!"   , the robot stated boisterously before scanning the enviroment and the beings around it.

Chibuzo approached his creation. The Lichbot, recognizing him, prostrated itself towards the lich.

   "You must be...Lord Chibuzo Kariuki...my creator..."   , it deduced solemnly.

The lich, seeing this display of respect, was pleased. "I admire your sense of humility...", he put a hand on the Lichbot's face, patting it, "But I must give you a name, should I? Well...you'll be known from now on as Master Chibuike...", the lich stated politely.

   "I am honored by your choice of denomination, Lord Kariuki..."   , the newly named Master Chibuike drawled solemnly.

"Now that you're here...put do what Armada has tasked you and your brethren to do, okay?", he asked politely.

Chibuike nodded as it took at the bearings with itself and brought them to the hole, which was easy for a burly and big robot like it.

Edited by Theyja on Jun 14th 2019 at 11:45:48 AM

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?

Robotics

Armada whistled as most of the bots completed their tasks with aplomb. "Well, whaddya' know? Though to be honest, most of those turned out smarter than I thought they'd be. Thought they would've gotten stuck at the first wall. But hey, whatever. You did good!" She turned to the bots. "And you too. Don't you forget it! Now—"

Before Armada could say another word, Clankybottoms suddenly leaped onto the desk and tore open its' chest covering, revealing a mesh of wires and circuits connected to a small green core in the center. "THAT DOES IT! I'M SICK OF BEING IGNORED! SICK OF BEING TREATED LIKE I'M SOME RAVING INSANE LUNATIC! WELL, I'VE HAD ENOUGH! EITHER YOU GIVE ME ONE BILLION GALLONS OF BOOZE OR I'M GONNA SELF DESTRUCT! AND BLOW THIS PLACE SKY HIGH!"

For some reason Armada couldn't seem to take her creation seriously. Perhaps because he was some raving insane lunatic. "Uh, Clanky, you know you can't drink real booze, right? You'll short-circuit before you even get your first buzz."

"I DON'T CARE! IF I'M GONNA GO OUT, I'M GONNA GO OUT FUCKING WASTED! OR TAKE THE REST OF YOU BASTARDS WITH ME! GIVE ME BOOZE OR GIVE ME DEATH, MOTHERFUCKERS!"

Edited by kkhohoho on Jun 14th 2019 at 7:19:58 AM

Squad 1

Sam decided to take a look at what the others were doing. But then, Clankybottoms started threatening. At this point, he simply kept sipping his drink and didn't pay much attention. At this point, it's hard to really get a big reaction of all the stuff happening to them.

"Quite the situation" He commented, walking up to Mason.

"Indeed"

"Hey, Mason" He said "Odds of it being a bluff? And do you think it's possible to stop the little guy from exploding?"

I.W

Ryuu put Spike down, letting it walk to the other robots, and let the little doggy look at them curiously and wagging its tail.

He decided to see how the others react to this one, since he doubted he had something to add.

Wake me up at your own risk.

Iridium Wonders - Robotics' Class

   Good job, Dante Precossini The Second!   , Dante complimented his chibi robotic doppleganger as it managed to transport the bearings to the hole. The task seemed to be hard for it, because of its size, but it eventually managed to complete it.

But, in an abrupt way, the messy-looking robot started to randomly threaten them.

This thing needed to calm down. And Dante knew what he needed to do.

One of his hands grabbed a mask from his mask belt: the Lilith Facade.

He quickly placed it in his face, morphing into a new form.

Lilith Dante looked like a strange creature that was reminiscent of a demon. It was 7'7" tall. It had a feminine frame and an ample bosom. Its owl-like eyes (which were respectively crimson red and sky blue in color) glared at the unstable robot. Its wings were fused with its arms, that presented clawed hands. Its body was covered by blackish-blue feathers, except its face, the front part of its neck and its torso, which were covered by dark red scales. It also had sharp talons on its feet.

(S)he leaped into the air.    How abOut you simply CALM down, you LUNAtIc!!   , (s)he exclaimed, their voice sounding distorted.

Dante then opened their mouth and unhinged their jaws, widely opening their mouth and making an unnerving visage. From their mouth, a mysterious, distorted, yet suave voice came out.    yFicaP!!   

After that chant, Dante fired out pacifying waves from their mouth, which were directed towards Clankybottoms.

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?

Mason - Squad 1

"Hard to say." Mason mumbled, stroking his chin a bit as he eyed the raving, psychotic toaster with legs. "I mean, all things considered it probably has a decently powerful core. I doubt it'd be enough to, well, Blow this place sky high but it could definitely deal some damage to the room and possibly hurt a lot of people."

He rubbed the back of his head. "Best case is we try to talk him down. If we try to do anything there's a good chance we trigger something and it blows up anyway. Or...whatever the hell is going on over THERE." He gestured over to...whatever the hell was going on with Dante. "And hope that works and doesn't piss him off."

"Either way, may be a good idea to start preparing for a big boom. Better to err on the side of caution!"

Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?

Squad 2 - Elaine -Volatile Situation

Elaine had been making a final fee modifications to her bot when Clankybottoms decided to get all cranky. The floor squeaked as she almost spun on her heels to face him, but she took a deep breath. She hunched over a bit more, feigning intense interest in her robot, an excuse to hide her hands from view as she brought up the interface on her wrist computer.

You're probably connected to some network, if not having your own...

Fingers noiselessly tapped away as she searched for a backdoor yo hack into the tiny robot and shut him down, brow furrowed.

"Really, I'm going with it being him trying to make it seem like he's holding all the cards. But who knows? Hey, Miss Armada, what is he powered by? And why do you want booze anyways, Clankybottoms?"

All the while, she never looked up from her desk.

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'Squad 4 - Aaron - A Volatile Situation

"You know, I didn't imagine that being a hero would mean getting into a situation involving a tiny robot threatening to self-destruct if he doesn't get a stiff drink. Then again, some villains can be really petty..."

Aaron stared at the whole situation and Clankybottoms with more amusement and confusion than anything. He scratched his head.

"Should I just grab him and teleport, let go of him during the teleport? It worked before at getting something lost. Might be worth a shot now."

He looked at his classmates, his energy gradually coming back to him as the situation progressed, his heels hopping from one to the other.

Robotics

Clanky wasn't the least bit amused by Dante's transformation or their pacifying chanting. Nor did he seem at all affected. In all likelihood it was because he was a robot with an AI chip rather than made of flesh and blood. Not that it helped matters.

"ALRIGHT, THAT DOES IT! I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TRYIN' TO PULL, BUT I'M NOT HAVING IT! I, I, I-YI-YI!" While the wave itself may not have affected Clankybottoms, Dante's sheer presence did. "WOWZA! TALK ABOUT GIFTED!" His core started powering down back to a more stable level as he stared at Dante's feathery breasts, and he slammed down the hatch covering his chest. "HEY, WHAT SAY YOU AND ME BLOW THIS JOINT AND HAVE A NIGHT OUT ON THE TOWN? I KNOW SOMEWHERE WHERE WE CAN REALLY GET DOWN AND—"

While Clankybottoms was distracted, Armada promptly slipped behind him and pressed a small button on the back of his neck. His eyes dimmed as she slumped toward the ground, soon becoming little more than a lifeless hunk of junk. At least until he was turned back on.

"Sorry about that. Hated to do it, but he didn't give us much choice. I'll turn him back on once I get him somewhere he can cool off. Preferably without blowing himself up. Anyway, I guess that does it for today's lesson. Unless anyone's got anything they want to ask, class dismissed!"

Edited by kkhohoho on Jun 15th 2019 at 4:50:18 AM

Lily – Robotics & Engineering (Squad 1)

The hydrokinetic unconsciously let out a breath as class was dismissed, glancing down at her doll-like creation for a moment before swiftly kneeling down to shut it off. It fell limp like the toy it took the appearance of, and she sighed in relief as she lifted it onto the seat of her desk. That was one thing taken care of. It had been more difficult for her to muster up the courage than she'd expected.

It was eerily life-like.

“Sam, when are you gonna stop giving me plush things?” she eventually asked with a note of amusement, deciding to distract herself from the dilemma of shutting off her unintentionally uncanny robot in favour of addressing the stuffed black cat still sitting on top of her desk. “I'm gonna wake up someday and I won't be able to get out my room. Teddy bears everywhere. It's a little... w-well it's a little embarrassing,” she muttered with a slight blush. “N-Not that I don't like them, but... I mean, it's hardly elegant...”

I do have a reputation to uphold, I mean. Not necessarily one of an Aquatos, but... one that's not just a little girl, she internally frowned. I'm 19 now, for god's sake. I need to sort myself out.

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Jenni – Robotics & Engineering (Squad 1)

“Mom, I don't know what I made, but it won't let go,” Jenni suddenly whined, 'porting up to her (second) surrogate mother and pointing at the tiny ball of semi-mechanical eldritch fluff currently latched onto her leg. “It's calling me Mama and it's making me feel weird. And I don't know if I can turn it off.”

A pause, followed by a sheepish scratch behind the head with her claws that sent plumage flying everywhere.

“...I don't know whether to say ‘help’ or ‘can I keep it’,” she admitted.

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Holiday – Robotics & Engineering (Squad 3)

“I think your Helper Bot has an unhealthy case of sapience,” the ACP commented, investigating her constructed drone once again before placing it down on her desk. ”I will send Father the schematics, and see if he can mass-construct these for future models. Or retrofit them for my predecessors. Either or. Thank you, Armada.”

Class successful. You have achieved 1 Overall Composure Point. Total amount of points: 1.

Well that's disappointing.

“Bizarre how easy it is to create sentient life nowadays. I'm sure the government is collectively bashing their heads against their proverbial desks with each newfound development. Minor curiosity: is swine flu now eligible for same-sex marriage?”

If Holiday was trying to make a joke, it was lost in the monotone of her voice.

Edited by Enirboreh on Jun 15th 2019 at 11:20:08 AM

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Squad 1

Sam took a look at Lily and tried to not laugh at himself. Picking up everything without paying much attention.

"No problem, I think I went a bit overboard" He admitted "OK, but just enjoy the rest, anyway"

He decided to give her a poke in the forehead.

"But if you need anything, just ask" He said, not really thinking it "It'd be great to make you happy" With that, he walked away.

Aaaand... that sounded real weird, didn't it?

I.W

Ryuu decided to let the others see his little friend before anything else.

"Hope anyone likes him" He said, sheepishly.

Edited by Blueace on Jun 15th 2019 at 11:07:50 AM

Wake me up at your own risk.

Iridium Wonders – Robotics' Squad

Well, he tried. But it seemed that sound waves didn't affect him.

However, he now discovered that robots can be turned on

   Wait, whAt?!   , Lilith Dante didn't hesitate for even a second to remove the Lilith Facade, and return to normal.

   Col cazzo that I'll even let you touch me with whatever phallic appendage you've got...if you even got one...   , Dante adjusted his bang a bit as he irritatedly rambled at Clankybottoms before he got shut down.

After Armada dismissed the class, Dante approached the other Wonders.

   Apparently robots can be perverts too...   , he put a hand on his chin, with sarcastic thoughtfulness,    At least I know what to do when the waves don't work...besides deciding to change my form with the other that would be useful in those circumstances...   

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?

Squad 4- A big moment

Clay let out a sigh as the situation was taken care of and most of the class began to pack up their assorted items to either go onto another class or head out for the day. He however drew in a breath and took Evelyn by the hand. "You mind if we talk for a moment?" he looked quite serious, a not so common expression for the rather relaxed cowboy. "There is something I have been meaning to tell you. Back wher-I guess when I came from, people didn't really get the chance to live long. If you were lucky you might get to your thirty's and be an old man. I get that things are a mite different in this age but I guess I'm still a bit. Well anyway." he took a breath and slowly went to a knee in front of Evelyn and pulled out a small box from within his duster, opening it to reveal a golden band holding a jewel that seemed to dance and swirl with different colors.

"I ain't always the easiest to put up with, and I'm about as stubborn as any mule you'll ever meet. But I can't imagine being with anyone but you for the rest of my life. Would you make me the luckiest son of a gun on this earth and marry me?"

Evelyn – Robotics & Engineering (Squad 4)

...

...

...Well.

Evelyn was midway through questioning the decision of doing this immediately after robotics class when she remembered to breathe. The world had abruptly gone dull to her, but suddenly everything came flooding back into reality. She became hyperaware, her heart pounding in her chest with violent palpitations as she lightly touched the almost ethereal jewel in front of her.

It was cold.

This is real.

A squeal of joy erupted from her throat before she could even think to hold it back, and in a mix of giggles and tears she threw her arms around him and clutched him tightly like a vice. She was shaking with excitement and flushed to the point where she would make a beetroot jealous, but she didn't care. The realisation that she had to actually give an answer to this only came seconds later.

“...Yes...” she managed to gulp out, attempting to her hide her grin in his shirt as she nodded almost frantically up and down. “...I-I will...!”

She burst out into uncontrollable giggles again, and tightened her grip on him as she kissed him firmly and repeatedly. The thought that the rest of the class were probably watching was swiftly squashed down by the fact she really didn't want to black out from an anxiety attack right now. That would just ruin the whole thing.

Perhaps if she fooled her brain into thinking this was all a dream she'd be able to stay awake a little while longer. At least until the blood rush passed.

Edited by Enirboreh on Jun 16th 2019 at 1:26:15 PM

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January 24th, 2020

It had been two weeks since the class stopped a irritated robot from blowing himself to smitheerens, but since then, there hadn't been much of note. Tensions between nonhumans and the Purists were still on the rise, but there hadn't been any obvious escalation. Though there had been some disturbing reports from the larger Superhero community. While there hadn't been any confirmations, there were rumors that the leader of the Protectors had come close to killing a man. For now there wasn't much else to go on, other than that said man was supposedly in the hospital for life-threatening injuries. The full details of what had gone down were for now still a mystery, but if the rumors were true? Then it wasn't going to be pretty.

Still, rumors and hearsay weren't enough to stop Saint University, though many agreed that perhaps it was best to get away from it all for a while. As such, a camping trip had been schedulded for January, but while it was obstensbily about getting some rest and relaxation, there was another purpose. Rather than using the forest in the back, it was decided that a more remote location be used a few hours from the city down south. While it wasn't something on the level of a werewolf coven or a harpy nest, there were reports of strange beings and creatures being spotted there, as well as rumors of spirits living within the trees. This and more made it a good spot for lessons in spirtualism and interspecies relations.

In any case, teleporation devices weren't so reliable for somewhere out in the boonies as this place was, so they ended up taking the bus. After a several hour trip followed by a long stretch of walking and several discontented groans, they finally reached their destination. It was a large campsite in the middle of a vast forest, surrounded by pinetrees and oaks reaching up as far as the eye could see. And if one concentrated and listened closely, they could almost hear whispers. Giggles and murmors from the trees, almost as if they knew they were alive. But they always ceased soon after they started. As if they knew they were being heard.

In any case, it was time to get things started. Jasmine served as the main camp councilor with Flora serving as secondary councilor. While Flora seemed concerned with making sure that a nearby redwood wasn't in danger of rotting, Jasmine seemed to come alive. She outstretched her hooved, hairy legs and furry arms and took a deep breath as she embraced the rays of the sun and drank in the sheer beauty of nature. "Oh fuck yes! It's been way too long!" She took another moment to savor it before letting the moment pass, adjusting her loincloth as she got to buisness.

"Right. Here we are, people! Smackdab in the middle of the forest. The one back home's okay and all, but it's got nothing on this place! Anyway, first order of buisness is to set up the camp site. Pitch the tents, chop up firewood, whatever. But once we're done with that, you've got some time to yourselves. There should be a lake not too far from here. But if it were me, I'd wait until sunset. That's when places like this really come alive."

Shane - Squad 1

Shane was looking forward to some time off - especially when it came to the superhero business. He had heard that something went down with the leader of the Protectors currently, but as far as any of the information went it was impossible to verify. So for now he was content to bro out and just hit the camping trip as much as he could.

There had been odd rumors though.

He just hoped that things kept quiet out here. He did tell there was some magical stuff going on out here...

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Van - Squad 3

Van for his part was keeping the Sword of Tear inside its sheath at all costs right now as he went along with the Squad to the Camping Trip. He'd never really gone camping to a place like this, and certainly not with a class like this. He pondered what the reason was. Maybe they were trying to keep things calm. Maybe there was an attempt to keep the students out while the teachers did something.

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Cole - Squad 4

Cole for his part tried to relax, but it was difficult to when he kept thinking back to the fact the bad guys had literally stolen Saint's corpse, and nobody knew why. Malhareff had been completely quiet on the topic, whereas it seemed most others would've been bragging up a storm on the subject. Cole didn't like it, and it was reflecting on his outlook.

He tried to breath and just make himself relax.

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Speaking of whom...

Malhareff looked upon a large amount of silvery nanomachines, in the form of a cascading river swirling and churning about the body of the Saint. Operation: Holy Corpse was going excellently well, and everything was heading the exact way he needed it to. The differences were able to be seen for those who could discern.

His machines in his Deepground Pyramid worked night and day to not just repair the Saint's body, but rejuvenate it, improve upon it. "Soon, I will give you your hope back. And it will make you hope for Our future."

All the while, a cube floated near the sphinx, logging information and traits, mental data and mechanisms. The Personality Matrix was the lynchpin of the Sovereign Sphinx's method of raising the dead.

And it could just as easily make a mindless servitor as it could make this, his greatest piece in this game.

Lily/Jenni – Campsite (Squad 1)

If there was one thing the reclusive hydrokinetic and the teleporting harpy could agree on, was that this was a much better environment. The latter was already in her element, immediately following her gathered instincts from her feral years to scamper up a tree for a snack or two—mainly in the form of a bird's nest. Lily merely sighed and allowed herself to smile, perking up considerably at the mention of the lake.

At sunset? That's even better. Maybe I could try dancing on it. I don't think I've done that with people watching though... barring JB, but... I wonder what they'll think...

“Mom! I caught a frog!”

...

Lily sighed.

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Holiday – Campsite (Squad 3)

New Objective(s) Received: "Set Up Campsite"

• Sub-Objective I: "Pitch Tents"

• Sub-Objective II: "Chop Firewood"

• Sub-Objective III: "Whatever" (Assumed recreational activity? Assigning as open-ended protocol . . .)

“I have several means for readying a campsite, but no actual tents,” The ACP informed with a hint of disdain in her voice, before simulating a sighing sound. “Nevertheless, I have an inbuilt lighter as well as some sleeping bags. However, I only have fireproof blankets for covering. This may be an issue.”

She opened up her chest cavity, reaching in beneath her shirt in order to draw out her newest attribute: the flying drone she had initially constructed in Armada's robotics class. Tom had been redesigned and reassigned as a detachable hand module due to his smaller size, and so the comparatively bulkier drone had plenty of room stored in her upper torso. Plus it allowed her to shoot Tom as a projectile himself. Which for potentially arachnophobic opponents was a useful advantage on her end.

“I can send Adam out to scout the environment, if only for comfort's sake. He is mostly independent, so I will still be able to assist. Unless it ruins it. Or will agitate the wildlife. Or... other life. Yes.”

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Evelyn – Campsite (Squad 4)

Ah, nature. Evelyn always felt at her best in it. Beautiful sights, scenery, fresh air, life all around. Her Eye was trembling within her skull, eager to scan the gorgeous environment from top to toe in order to uncover its secrets. But she refrained for now. It'd ruin it. Especially if what the satyr said was true and it looked best at sundown.

For now, the awakened decided to follow Flora's example and investigate one of the nearby trees. Albeit not for such an urgent reason. She dared not touch it, but she walked around it inquisitively as she marvelled at its height—noting the sounds of the hidden residents and flicking her eyes to and fro to see if she could spot them with her normal vision.

Probably not, as said vision was blurred and trembling as always. Such was the issue of ocular albinism. Still, it was better than being completely blind—and in a strange way, it only added to the mystery of it all.

The thought occurred that maybe this was dangerous, so she readied herself to run at a moment's notice if something leapt out at her. She wasn't too far from her classmate's, so she didn't worry too much.

Edited by Enirboreh on Jun 16th 2019 at 8:44:03 PM

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Squad 3 – Campsite

Chibuzo was in a meditating pose.

He needed to calm himself down...

...to reach inner peace. There's no way he could lose his cool. Especially after that event...

Chibuzo's arms abruptly twitched before planting themselves into the ground. Two huge skeletal hands suddenly came out of the ground, lasting for a couple of minutes, before dispersing into spiders that slowly faded away from existence.

Chibuzo's eyelids opened. He started breathing heavily as he clutched his chest with a hand.

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?

Iridium Wonders - MSU, Fumigation Job

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"...the Abyss certainly smells as well. The Judaeans described Gehenna as burning trash millennia ago." Mahvash had tilted her head, arms still folded behind her back. Describing the Abyss was one thing. Prepping for a trip. Ugh. And not a fly-by grab up. Annihilation. "Right don't forget the heat. Sam passed out shortly after arrival, and for some reason or another the place has an earth-like atmosphere."

She threw her hands up, flipping through images of humanoid if reduced beings. "Earth-like beings circa 1300 c.e. During the entire class trip a couple years ago, the ones in that realm spoke entirely in variations of 'om gonna kill you' while greatly overstating themselves. Don't shake just under what they say. Its their equivalent of 'um' and 'ah'. Filler words." She rolled her head. "Filler sentences."

She slowed a bit, still etching her design in the space around the group. "Now, our bug problem has shown itself to be solitary. And since Dante won't be viable until we resolve the issue, we're holding off on probing. If it has any sense, it knows we're coming anyway."

Hm. Sally will be testing out her robotics. Ryuu will have his reunion with our demon problem. Dante will be locked down but we can work after this. EG is EG. Martin we have to integrate into team maneuvers. And I need an example. Mahvash's space had darkened a tad more than usual. The shape she walked around with others looked a tad... faker than usual, but her descent this time was not an accident. The space (the air?) blurred a bit in places.

And her last mark set her door. "And don't wander off. Our bug tried to gather up bits of your essence to keep tabs on you, and left his all over." The group being gathered at the demon's attack site was no accident either. And not just for this reason. "Between the bits of you and demon spew, its pinging pretty hard. So, we'll be ready the moment you've asked your questions and sounded off that you're ready."

Edited by CenturyEye on Jun 16th 2019 at 6:58:08 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

Squad 1 - Forest - Ellie

There was something freeing about being in nature. Ellie was barefoot, feeling the grass beneath her feet, and smiling broadly.

She'd almost considered stripping off the rest of her clothes - shapeshifting meant she could retain modesty without them, and with Jenni around she wouldn't be the only one in the buff - but didn't want to put off Lily.

The waterbender, she'd realized rather quickly, wasn't used to intimacy or sexuality, and Ellie was worried that she'd push Lily away if she was too brazen.

So Ellie settled for going barefoot, in short shorts and a tanktop. The demoness smiled at her daughters proclamation.

"Good job, baby!" She called back, "Make sure it's not poisonous before you eat it!"

She wasn't actually sure if Jenni could get poisoned, but better safe than sorry.

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Squad 3 - Forest - Mikael

Mikael liked to think of himself as an outdoorsman, rather than a nature-lover. He could appreciate natures beauty, but he also saw it as a challenge. Something to be overcome.

This impulse was exacerbated by his demonic blood. Zamiel was Master of the Hunt, and all creatures were as prey beneath him. All his children, too, could be called enemies of nature. Mikael had more than once seen even territorial creatures flee from him in fear.

And so Mikael walked with purpose, his fur coat a symbol to any wild animal to avoid him. He doubted Jasmine and Fiora would appreciate his going off to hunt, but he wouldn't hesitate if a bear or boar was foolish enough to attack him.

He pushed the thought aside as Chibuzo flipped out. Dementius's doing, Mikael knew. He'd long felt the demonic energy of the mad magician swirling about Dante, and so had instantly pegged the sorcerer as the culprit.

Mikael quickly strode over and clasped a firm hand on the Lich's shoulder.

"Calm down." Mikael said quietly. "He can't harm you. I won't allow him to harm you. Should he try, we'll kill him."

Truth be told, he didn't know if Dementius would risk coming after him and potentially starting a confrontation between him and Zamiel - Mikael recalled his father calling the sorcerer 'not a threat, but annoyingly difficult to kill' - but he hoped it would be reassuring all the same.

What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?