Mako was bored now. There sure was a lot going on, but nothing that really attracted his attention. He rested his chin in his hand, absentmindedly counting the ceiling tiles until the teacher arrived. He gave the camera kid a wave but didn't pay much mind. "Hey. I'm Mako."
He heard one of the other new guys say something though and turned to the boy with the red buzzcut giving him a shrug now that he was pulled back into the moment. "The teacher can take their time. I honestly just kind of followed Alice slash Carol to this classroom 'cus I didn't know which one was mine. So even if it's not, the teacher being missing just means I get to skip out on whatever first day stuff they're doing."
Omega Overlord. Or superjwren329. Either or.
"...B-Batman? Comics?" James couldn't help but look even more confused. "U-Um, I-I don't look l-like a person and a b-bat. I-I mean, d-do they see in the d-dark? Have w-wings like a s-shield of steel or s-something...? I can k-kind of do the former, b-but..."
He shook his head and tried to smile, if only a little as he noticed Izzy's hand and hesitantly shook it, trying not to tremble or looking nervous. Best not to upset or cause issues, after all.
"J...James. A-And it's...o-okay, I-I guess it's more m-my fault t-than it is yours, I-Izzy."
Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.
AKA Nixer
Dizzy
...Huh. This guy was pretty out of the loop. Izzy merely smiled at this, tilting her head and squinting at him a little as he seemed to work through possibilities. They did sound cool, but he was obviously clutching at straws.
“Ehhh. Nah, s'not your fault. You're just doing your thing, and I got bored. Didn't mean t'startle you,” she shrugged, giving him a kindly smile that she disguised as a casual smirk as she moved to temporarily sit at an angle in an open seat nearby; facing him. “You're pretty shy, huh? No worries, man. I get that too. I ain't gonna be thinking bad of ya, so don't worry...~”
She tapped the side of her nose in a teasing manner, before chuckling to herself a little. She wasn't exaggerating regarding her own occasional shyness, but it was clear to her that James' social struggles were a different beast. She hoped secretly to help him sometime with it.
She wasn't sure how she could do that exactly, but she wanted to try. Maybe if she took him flying sometime he'd open up a little...
Now she was just thinking about flying, and as such had unknowingly zoned out in her spot.
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SOUL KING BROOK
Daniel gets bored, feeling mildly sociable and walking up to Izzy, waving his hand in front of her and tilting his head. "You good? Ya look like you're a bit outta it."
He was fiddling with his sleeve as he spoke, smiling in a friendly and inviting manner. Or at least, he thought that's what it looked like. He just had to hope his filed teeth wouldn't spook her or anything. "Oh, hey, did you make your outfit yet? I did mine in one night, but it looks like most people just sent in requests for their ideas."
YOHOHO!
Omega Overlord. Or superjwren329. Either or.
...Must've been on the mark if she didn't correct him. It did kind of sound cool! Sure, he knew from books bats used echolocation but...he frantically shook his head, best to think of something else. And at least it was avoiding the subject of what exactly he could do power-wise.
"T-Then I g-guess it hopefully won't be too l-long until the t-teacher gets here s-so things g-get, um, a l-little less dull?" James' smile seemed a little more sincere only to find himself blushing again at the mention of being shy.
"M...M-Maybe just a little. Still, t-thanks..."
It took him a few more moments to notice that Izzy was spacing out, not terribly sure whether to ask if she was alright only for someone else to beat him to the punch.
And with Daniel asking another question, he glanced over at him, hesitating a tiny bit before giving a small nod. ...Even if he wasn't the one being asked.
"Um, i-it's a little b-basic...a-and you didn't exactly a-ask me, b-but...I m-made my own c-costume...w-well, c-costumes."
Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.
Where am I? What's going on?
Alice/Carol
"Interested" in you? That sounds shady as all hell. I'm getting a bad vibe from this guy.
Are you sure? He could just be...
Could just be what? Do you even know how you were going to finish that sentence? Think. Who knows about us beyond our families and the license test administrators?
You don't mean...
The Sunrise Killer. He's on death row, but he might have friends.
After what would seem to outsiders to be several seconds of zoning out, Alice recoiled backwards and sneered with a hostility that was very much at odds with the cheerful girl of moments before.
"People you're close to, huh? Well you can tell your friend that the Chair is too good for him."
Edited by PossiblyQuiteInsane on Feb 21st 2021 at 10:46:25 AM
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Dizzy
“Huh? Ohhh. I'm good, I'm good...!” Izzy blinked back into awareness at Daniel's query, shaking her head slightly to kick her brain back into gear as she offers them both an assuring smile and a somewhat sheepish giggle. “They call me Dizzy for a reason~! Just spaced out, I'm fine...”
At the mention of suits, she ‘ooh’ed and quickly ran back over to her desk for a moment; fetching her schoolbag before rushing back and dumping it on a desk back near to the other two and beginning to search through it. Eventually pulling out a sketchpad, she nonchalantly plopped herself on top of James' desk—leaning so as to let both him and Daniel see the pad as she flipped through it and eventually landed on a particular drawing.
“There's mine! Don't it look cool...~?” she sighs, tapping the page with her finger and smiling a little as she let them study the illustration. It was a sleek and stylish affair, almost like a futuristic spacesuit or scuba gear with an accompanying protective helmet and what appeared to be small directional thrusters positioned around the limbs and torso. “I mean it's a little uh... skintight. But that's fine! It'll probably be better for my powers when'm going fast. My mom and dad designed and drew this, by the way—they probably know what they're doing...”
The emphasized ‘probably’ was admittedly a little worrying.
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The Best Worst Psychonaut
While he was trading words with Pole Position the camera dude, Seez noticed the commotion going on about costume design, between Izzy and two other dudes who'd slid on in after he arrived - one of them with dyed cyan hair (as a 'splorer of hair spectrums himself, he had respect for him already) and the other a goth-looking dude with filed teeth (even he couldn't help but wince at the thought of filing your teeth). ...Turquoise and Gnasher, respectively.
Brushing off the thought of teeth-filing, he folded his arms and glanced over at them.
"I dunno about you dudes," he said, loud enough so they could hear him, "but that whole 'uniform' rule was a total logus. I mean, I can't just have one set o' colours, it clips my style, cuts off my transmission an' all that. I beamed the idea to make a whole spectrum o' like, plastoid armours an' stuff, but they didn't bite. Lame. So I just told 'em I'd do it later. They totally bought it!"
He paused, and suddenly his expression faltered.
"Uh... but don't rat me out. That'd be fresh."
Edited by PresidentStalkeyes on Feb 22nd 2021 at 4:50:17 PM
"If you think like a child, you will do a child's work."
Breath of the Sun
Brokk
After seeing the other half of the mud girl emerge, Brokk had pulled out a notebook, opened to a page already half-full with metalworking sketches and notes, and begun bullet-listing ideas to deal with Alice and Carol's situation.
"I'm guessing you're stuck together, else you'd have each made a body for yourself. I'm not one for messing with souls, but I'm sure this place has a wizard or two versed in the subject." Brokk mused, tapping pencil to paper.
As another joined their group, Brokk gave Rab a nod in greeting, though his eyebrow quirked at the knowledge that Rab apparently knew Alice.
Alice's reaction brought up both his eyebrows, and he looked back and forth between the two. "I don't think he meant it as a threat, lass. If he did, he's quite the fool to threaten someone in a room full of heroes-to-be."
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Homeroom - Mitzi
"I hope so. I need somebody big to move the furniture in my workshop." Mitzi nodded at Lux, well aware that he hadn't volunteered for that but she could do that for him. And having one giant nephilim move the equipment beat having a team of goblins, or hummies up here, clog her space.
And introductions were not over yet. Yet more entered, including one who knew Alice already? Or not.
"So, he's not a buddy from an old school?" Mitzi glanced at Alice after the ghost's ...statement then turned her eyes to guy who was talking about his 'interested' people and Alice without so much as introducing himself. "And you, strange guy, that was creepy. Like very creepy. Rewind it back."
Edited by CenturyEye on Feb 22nd 2021 at 10:56:25 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
SOUL KING BROOK
Daniel
Daniel gave a thumbs up, smirking. "Looks cool. Honestly I just went for a general punk-type feel, ya know?" He showed off some of the weapons and tools in his utility belt, including his black carbon damascus bowie knife. "Smithed this beauty myself... Sharper than a well-placed passive aggressive comment." He chuckled at his little joke.
Afterward, he turned to James. "Nice, man. Mind showin' 'em? I just came in wearin' mine. To make an impression, ya know?" He smiled. "Gotta make a good impression to earn a reputation, after all. And reputation leads to respect."
YOHOHO!
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Lux - Class 1-A
"I'll think about it.", Lux told Mitzi, while stroking his stubble pensively.
A lot of newcomers have been popping up lately. But one in particular stood out, due to his latest interactions with Alice. The guy apparently knew her through some friends of his. Alice's hostility towards him, though, gave Pollux a very bad feeling about it.
But he didn't want this negative confrontation to devolve any further.
"I don't like the way this is going...", Pollux moved a bit closer to Alice and Rab, so that he could put himself between the two. He looked pretty tense. "There must have been a misunderstanding...", Lux then turned his gaze to Rab. His gaze still looked tense, yet it bore a judgemental intensity. "...right?"
Sweet dreams are made of this~ Who am I to disagree?
King among Xanas
Classroom
Marco stood at the front of the door leading into the classroom, almost deathly still while looking at the knob as if it were a complex puzzle. It had been his guardians request that he begin attending the academy but he still wasn't sure there was a point. The scientists had already seen to getting him an education back when he was in the lab. He could name every pressure point in the human body, the function of every organ and what would happen if they were shut down, the bones, their placement, and what would happen if any of them were to break. In terms of knowledge he had as much as any one being would ever need in order to function in a combat compacity, the test that had been taken to secure him a place within the Academy had seen to that.
Still, his mentor always told him there were things that could only be learned in a classroom. And while he would have argued with anyone else she wasn't the type to bring up an opinion unless she was sure of its accuracy. With a small release of breath Marco opened the door and entered into the classroom itself, glancing around before moving to find an empty seat.
Be better, because what is the harm in trying?
Surrounded by weirdoes
Lambert gave Nikolai a polite nod. Boy, there is one hamster going nuts on that head, even if he seemed to burn with power. There is more on that bloke than one might suspect.
"Hello" He said, as a hand raised on a two-finger salute.
The power of Gloir flared up, surrounding him for an instant and glowing bright blue.
Wake me up at your own risk.
Deranged X-Mas Figure
Classroom 1-A
As the class continued to mingle, some of would get the strangest feeling they were being watched. Not that they weren't. There was a camera in every room and even more scanning the halls. But those more sensitive or observant could feel a much closer and more personal presence, as though they were watching them like a hawk and listening to every word they said with interest.
If anyone had such fears, they wouldn't go unfounded.
"Okay, this has been a frigging blast and yeah sure maybe eavesdropping is a bad thing but I don't think it's a bad thing so that means it isn't bad, but let's tone it down a notch, huh?"
Suddenly, a fuzzy brown chair sitting next to the staff came to life. It wibbled and wobbled, bending back and forth as it quickly ballooned. Growing as big as the ceiling, it shrank back down in a flash, moulding itself like clay until it settled on a single solitary shape.
In the chair's absence was a lean, lithe young woman, dressed in loose bandages and leather armour and covered in thick brown fur from head to toe. She stretched her limber limbs, massaging her big hands for feet as a long tail shot out of her rear. "Oof! Man that's better! Any longer and I swear I would've been stuck there for a whole damn week!"
Getting her bearings, she snatched the staff sitting against the blackboard with her tail, throwing it up before leaping into the air and seizing it with gusto. "BOOYAH! Let's get started, huh? Name's Sue, how do you do?" She gave a quick little wave, half expecting them to wave back before remembering she had a job to do.
"So! Like I said, name's Sue, AKA The Monkey Queen! Jungle girl, ass-kicker, and teacher extraordinaire! Used to just be the first two, but when you're swinging through trees and kicking Baron Dildo's ass six ways to Sunday every Sunday, it starts getting old. Guess I wanted something that meant somethin', ya know? Cuz that's what being a hero is. Doesn't matter whether you're giving free hugs or nailing some bastard's balls to the walls. I mean, it does, cuz that last one's probably gonna get you sued, and not get you sued because that'd get you me and that'd be all kinds of skeevy—"
Not a second later did she slap herself square in the face. "Point is. There's all sorts of different ways to be a hero, but it doesn't matter if it doesn't mean anything to you. Whether that's cuz you want to save little Timmy from the well, or if you wanna keep Captain Carbuncle from turning everything into one big beach. (Though that doesn't sound half-bad, totally gotta add a beach trip to the syllabus!) Or if you wanna just get a cool-ass job and swim in a bunch of shiny metal like Scrooge Duck, that works too! But yeah, no, don't actually swim in it. Took a whole damn day for them to get that stuff out my butt, let me tell ya!"
She stratched her hairy rear, giving it a soft pat as she rested her staff on her shoulders. "But either way, long as it's something you wanna do, if you're doing it for your own reasons and not someone else's, then that's what counts, yeah?"
Putting her staff back down, she plopped herself on the teacher's desk, swinging her legs as she clapped her big fuzzy hands together. "So! 'Fore we put you all through the wringer, let's introduce ourselves! Just tell us your name, what sorta stuff you can do, and somethin' about yourself, 'kay?"
Edited by kkhohoho on Feb 22nd 2021 at 4:21:18 AM
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Rab
He'd leaned back in puzzled surprise at Alice/Carol's hostile response, then his hands came up defensively as the others responded to his statement. "Nononono-That was very poorly worded. I don't know what kind of friend you're thinking of at all? What I meant to say is-how I should have phrased it was-"
He sighed. "You're pretty damned unique. I know a lot of people who were-are-following happened to you-For science, you know?- and when you're around friends often enough you pick up information even if you're not really paying attention. And also because-well-some of them were people interested in serial killers or who really wanted to know who this one might have been for various reasons. I'm not, not at all interested, but well....." Now he's really flushing and very embarrassed. Rab flashed a half-tormented, half truculent glance at Lux. "And sit down, big guy. There's not supposed to be an eclipse for another month."
Edging around the giant, he waved his hand at Sue. "I'm Rab. I'm....um.. really fast. And I can absorb impacts. That's pretty much it."
Edited by Booky on Feb 22nd 2021 at 2:45:48 AM
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Dizzy
“Ooh! Uhhh– gotta skedaddle! Teacher's in the house, boi–” Izzy gestured, floundering backwards off of James' desk as she clumsily sprinted back towards her own and (carefully now) sat back down in her original reclining position. Lifting the shades that she'd momentarily forgotten she was wearing, she whistled at the sight of the teachers—impressed by her shapeshifting and giggling a little at her casual demeanour.
Looked like introductions were in order, so Izzy cleared her throat and brightly hopped atop her desk; raising her arms in dramatic display of herself as she began her hastily improvised spiel.
“Heyooo! I'm Izzy! Or Dizzy. Or Izzy. Mostly Izzy," she began, growing pensive for a moment before shaking it off and activating her powers; a low thrum pulsing out from her as she lifted off the desk and began to hover a foot or two above it. “I can... whoa... float 'n' stuff. And spin... a lot...!” she squeaked as she tipped upsidedown, flailing a little before exhaling as she flipped the right way around again. “But that's not on purpose. This, though...”
She waited until she flipped again—a long, awkward pause filling the room as she waited for herself to slowly spin back upsidedown—before using her powers to gravitate towards the ceiling; landing on it with her feet and standing upright as she hopped up and down in place as a demonstration, waving to the others and giggling in amusement the entire time. Her hair still hung against her back, indicating what her powers were before she'd even said anything.
“I can shift my gravity! I also get tougher when I go fast, or something. I dunno...~”
Edited by Enirboreh on Feb 22nd 2021 at 10:37:17 AM
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Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Homeroom
Mitzi was a psychic but not that kind of psychic. Just the chair was suddenly talking and she was jerking back in her desk with an embarrassing squawk. She didn't really close her mouth after. She couldn't. She ended up watching Sue's whole entrance with her jaw dropped.
And then after showing off her ass and then asking them to introduce themselves the teacher took her seat. That is Sue sat and didn't turn into a seat. That was when the shock wore off and Mitzi had to hold her desk to keep from falling over laughing.
"I've never fought a Baron Dildo but I'm googling that fight now." Belatedly, she realized that that may not be the best way to start off her introduction. Ah well.
Mitzi slid out of her chair—she wouldn't make an intro while barely peering over her desk—and stood up front.
"I am here on the surface from the Rock to set things right and live up to my mother and father before me. I am Princess Mitzi Ria Naazoik Qhazots, the Revanchist." It was maybe not a stupid name.
She meant to show off a little, but there was no topping Sue, so Mitzi just levitated on her flyer. She certainly shouldn't have been speaking from ground level. "And I'm the greatest artificer in a generation and I'm just getting started. And..." she winked at the class. "I have a cute little dog ranch at home."
"Let's take good care of each other." With a last curtsey, Mitzi landed and made her way back to her desk. That had sounded less showoffy when she rehearsed it. And she hadn't heard so many 'ands'. Well, there was still a chance she came off well.
Edited by CenturyEye on Feb 22nd 2021 at 3:09:45 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
SOUL KING BROOK
Homeroom
Daniel listened to Sue's introduction with an amused expression, chuckling frequently. Eventually, once a few other folks had gone, he rose from his seat to introduce himself.
"Hey. Name's Daniel. I can make energy structures and projections, but they're still a bit unstable, and I have some regeneration capabilities." He thought for a moment, trying to decide on what he would say about himself. Eventually, he settled on something, pulling out his bowie knife. "I made this a few weeks ago from scratch. Carbon damascus, real sharp, real durable. If any of you fuckers need weapons made or acquired, I'm your guy. Oh, and also if any wants to like, spar or fistfight or generally train, I'm up for it any time." With a grin, he walked back to his desk, confident that he had given a pretty good introduction.
YOHOHO!
Mara Springwood
Mara had originally imagined that the teachers she met here would be much like those she'd known back home. Those teachers had been tired, withdrawn husks of people clinging desperately to state-mandated syllabi and avoiding the eyes of their students except when giving out detentions for dress code violations. Standard teacher behavior. Of course, she'd figured part of that was the whole "trying to survive an oppressive authoritarian regime" thing, but she'd thought at least some of it was innate to being part of the establishment.
Apparently not. Fewer detentions for me, then.
Mara had turned reluctantly away from Dario and his righteous camera once it became clear that the teach was in residence. She hesitated before introducing herself - she was by no means shy, but the "powers" conversation had the potential to be a total downer.
"The name's Mara! Mara Springwood. I'm...an illusionist, I guess. Uh, and my favorite member of the Fab Four is George Harrison."
She paused, and frowned slightly.
"Does he even exist in this dimension? That'd be such a bummer. I should probably mention that until like three months ago I lived on 'Mirror Earth'."
Mara scrunched her nose in distaste as she used the term; it had just been plain old Earth, to her.
"Also, it was 1972."
Edited by furnacedoor on Feb 22nd 2021 at 3:24:27 AM
Up on Melancholy hill.
"My name is Nikolai!" He exclaimed as he jumped up, again, minding the desk as he grinned and quickly pulled his circlet off his wrist, holding it up for them all to see. "I am from the downside where my family fights crystal monsters, and we take monsters we beat and make them into weapons! This is mine!"
He held it up and then, with a flourish of blue and green light, it suddenly shifted into a VERY, VERY large mallet that he held with no difficulty. Grinning, it flashed again, and this time it became a bo-staff. As he began to spin it, it flashed and this time changed into a spear, mindful of the students around him before it shifted back into a bracelet.
"I can make it any weapon I want! But ONLY Weapons." He nodded wisely at that and slipped it on his wrist again. "Also it can shoot magic energy but am not skilled enough in that. So hoping to learn here too!"
His grin widened as he pointed to the class. "Oh also you are all my friends. I have declared it." And he sat back down, feeling very, very proud of himself.
You did good Nikolai.
Edited by MichaelDj54 on Feb 22nd 2021 at 5:32:14 AM
Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?
SOUL KING BROOK
Daniel sits there, utterly in awe at this kid's sickening levels of optimism and friendliness. He wasn't exactly the 'hug your friends' type, preferring chill hangouts to heartfelt gatherings.
YOHOHO!
The Best Worst Psychonaut
Seez's attention was drawn away from his current conversations the moment the chair at the front of the room turned into a monkey-lady. He would be more shocked by this, but considering the presence of Angel Slice the mondo giant dude and Ms. Terra the shifty-shifty goop lady, this wasn't a big step up. He tried to keep his casual feet-up kinda air about him as she gave her entry speech, but behind his shades his eyes widened - he was watching her very intently. The signal she was giving off, it was strong, and he was picking it up. Her name's Sue, and she's pure Sue.
He did begin to feel a little uneasy when she said 'there's all sorts of different ways to be a hero, but it doesn't matter if it doesn't mean anything to you' - he glanced out the window, fidgeting with his hat. He was pretty sure he wanted to go into hero-ing, right? Even if it was his parents who gave him the idea... and they mostly wanted him to send money back home... nah, hero-ing is fresh. It's the acid thing to be doing.
By the time that train of thought arrived at the station, Izzy, Retro-4-Retro - Mitzi, apparently (who had a radical flying board - he made a note to ask her if they come in human size later), Gnasher, Pastels and Glazed Doughnut had already introduced themselves, and he remembered what he should have been doing, like, double-decades ago.
Putting on his grin again, he followed Izzy's example and leapt up onto his desk, dramatically 'sweeping' his arms across the entire room.
"Waggity-waggity-wassup, dudes an' dudettes? Look, but don't touch!" he said, taking hold of his lapels and secretly hoping someone would ignore that last part. "Seez is my label, an' time-turnin's on my table!"
He momentarily got down from his desk and pulled out another one of his gumballs from his bag, and then, casting a look out of an open window off to the side, he shot his Finger Gun of Intent outside, summoning a shimmering spherical forcefield about the size of a small deer, floating two feet off the ground. Winding up his other arm like a baseball pitcher, he threw the gumball into the bubble, before quickly jerking his other thumb behind his shoulder - as the gumball entered the bubble, it slowed to a pause, before reversing, hurling itself back out the way it came - allowing Seez to catch it. The time bubble shrunk and vanished shortly afterwards.
"Archive it!" he said, pushing his shades back up. "I also like skateboardin', pop-arts-and-crafts, ravin', an' chewin' bubblegum - an' I'm all outta gum! Heh, I'm just foozin' around, I never run outta gum. Here, this is me portin' gum over to you!"
He tossed the gumball towards the front of the class, assuming one of his classmates would catch it, and sat back down. "Stay acid, y'all!"
Edited by PresidentStalkeyes on Feb 22nd 2021 at 11:41:39 AM
"If you think like a child, you will do a child's work."
Dizzy
“Hey, hey, hey. Take it easy, man...” Izzy tilts her head at his reaction, nervously chuckling before raising her hands placatingly towards James. “Ohhh, right... Interceptor's like that Batman duder in comics that look cool but I... never... read– ahem. Sorry. He's pretty good at his job so that's probably why you don't–”
She shut her mouth at that point, realising she was rambling as she anxiously pulled at her hair and shrugged her shoulders slightly. Prooobably wasn't helping this poor guy's nerves...
“I-I was just joking, anyways. Don't worry, I don't bite... what's your name? I'm Izzy...~” she introduced herself, giving him a gentle smile as she sticks out her hand towards him to shake. “Sorry for the scare, dude...~”
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