Super Hero High: Prometheus Rising (IC, Open)

by **AETEN II** » Wed May 02, 2012 5:19 pm

"Oblivion hurts nobody, it is only pain that must be feared. Death is a foolish thing to wish for as it is the complete destruction of one's being, an endless sleep from which there is no waking. Besides, only the weak commit suicide, for it is the addmission of being incapable of handling life. Besides, death is almost always inevitable, no reason to hasten the end of everything. You can't even watch the face of the dying victim if you are already dead. The whole point of murder is profit."

by **Nakarisaune** » Wed May 02, 2012 5:31 pm

"Are you calling me weak? Anyway, I can handle life perfectly well. Doesn't mean I enjoy it. And what's the point of continuing with something you hate? There isn't one. And without humanity fucking everything up, the world would be doing much better, so wouldn't getting rid of a few humans help?" Rachael glared at William for a few seconds more before adding quietly, "oblivion doesn't sound that bad."

by **Kiruri** » Wed May 02, 2012 5:35 pm

Altruistic Paladins wrote:Bramwell and Makato

Bramwell sent a message to her through telepathy.

"For future reference should you need anything, my name is Bramwell." He felt that it would be helpful to do so just in case she needed help for any reason. The logic was somewhat questionable, but Makato did not mind it. For now, they were still surprised that Joaquin was pulling this off on a consistent basis. If this was the reason for his constant teleporting, it was fruitful.

Nidia heard his voice, at first thinking that he had actually spoken to her, but as she looked back she could see he was busy with something else and too far to be heard so clearly without speaking loudly. It then came to her that his power was telepathy.

Darn! I wish I could message him back... she thought as she glanced back at him, smiling in a way that showed thanks.

After her not so nice encounter with 'That crude girl', and the brief talk with Bramwell, Nidia made her way to the table where the first girl she saw was.

"Oh, Hi! I'm Nidia, do you mind if I sit here?"

ooc: Sorry for the short post, in a bit of a hurry.

by **AETEN II** » Wed May 02, 2012 5:50 pm

"Hm. You, or someone didn't happen to be raped and/or brutalized now would they? It would explain your nihilistic attitude, which is most foolish. Besides, why care about the planet? It's doomed to die in a supernova and lose the ability to support life. If you want your precious Polar Bears to survive you'd spend your time better trying to convince the public they make great pets. Shit, they're researching drugs to cure aging. Might as well ride the current rather than fight it."

by **Altruistic Paladins** » Wed May 02, 2012 7:55 pm

Bramwell

"You just unwittingly did. My telepathy allows me to leave messages and allows me to recieve responses to them in addition to forms more resembling phone calls, chat-rooms, internet message boards, video conferences, and plenty more ridiculous similarities. Yes, it is incredulous that my telepathy has parallels to mass communication of various forms. Please remember to think carefully before sending a message so I do not get something you do not want me to hear." Bramwell smiled back.

by **Reythan** » Wed May 02, 2012 8:03 pm

Reythan wrote:Axel walked up to the line and spied what was cooking on the grill.
"Wurst? Sehr lecker. Wie viel könnte ich haben?" he said to Joaquin.

After no response, Axel sighed and said "Two wursts, please. Order's for 'Ansuz'." and grabbed a drink on his way to the faculty tables.

Last.FM · by **Corrian** » Wed May 02, 2012 8:38 pm

Cassie grabbed her food and nodded a thanks to the cook/teacher, and started to head back to the Hero tables. On her way back, she overheard what William said, and she visibly twitched, then glared at him. As she walked past him, she seriously felt like flipping him off, but thought better of flipping off a Villain, and just continued on to the Hero tables. She pretty much glared at him for multiple things he said, because it hit her personally. But she tried not to take it too hard, and quickly tried to forget it.

Eventually she got back and just sat down where Makato and Bramwell were. It was one of the more empty tables and she knew them to an extent. Mainly because of collapsing in the hallway from a splitting headache...which wasn't entirely the most pleasant way to meet someone. But she didn't speak to them, because she felt too shy. And angry still. She just listened to her music and slowly ate her food.

by **Nakarisaune** » Wed May 02, 2012 11:49 pm

"I don't actually care about polar bears, I'm just trying to rationalise my urge to kill myself and get rid of others in the process. And why would I want a drug to cure aging? That wouldn't help." Rachael had gone rather pale after the comment about rape. She hadn't been raped, but apparently she looked enough like one of Roxanne's drinking buddies to drunk men that they assumed she wanted sex. Rachael never did. But at least it had given her a little experience in fighting, which had helped once the war had begun. "Goodbye." She picked up her book, threw the salad away, and headed to her dorm room. If William followed her there... well, the teachers would have to listen to reports of sexual harrassment.

by **Orinon** » Thu May 03, 2012 11:59 am

Spetznaz Assault Teams wrote:Aaron Levi

Aaron tisked. He leaned back slightly, in total balance. As the kick whistled past his face be gave it a push, throwing Goltia off balance.

"First thing I'm going to teach you today. Never kick higher than your opponents knee if you are facing even a moderately competent adversary. Again."

He leaned back, almost casually, arms loosely at his mid chest level.

Goltia glared as she regained her balance, then nodded and rushed forward again. Again, she opened with the open palm strike to the chest, before following it up with several quick strikes to Aaron's body. As she finished the last strike, she flicked her leg out and attempted to knock Aaron's knee out from under him.

by **Spetznaz Assault Teams** » Thu May 03, 2012 12:08 pm

Aaron Levi

Aaron side stepped, and slapped the palm strike aside lazily. Her next few punches were loose and careless. She was mad. Levi could tell that she wasn't used to being beaten, and that it was quickly taking a toll. Her leg shot toward his knee. Aaron shifted his weight, took the blow to the knee, but let his leg move back. It whipped forward in a brutal arc, stopping just before Goltia's hip. His left leg flew up, as his right leg slammed back down, tapping her knee lightly.

"Don't rush things. Your strikes are predictable. A palm, body, legs."

by **Orinon** » Thu May 03, 2012 12:22 pm

Spetznaz Assault Teams wrote:Aaron Levi

Aaron side stepped, and slapped the palm strike aside lazily. Her next few punches were loose and careless. She was mad. Levi could tell that she wasn't used to being beaten, and that it was quickly taking a toll. Her leg shot toward his knee. Aaron shifted his weight, took the blow to the knee, but let his leg move back. It whipped forward in a brutal arc, stopping just before Goltia's hip. His left leg flew up, as his right leg slammed back down, tapping her knee lightly.

"Don't rush things. Your strikes are predictable. A palm, body, legs."

Goltia nodded, then stepped back and breathed deeply.
"Ok... Think.... Breath... Anger clouds your soul..." she said, before dropping back into a fighting stance. She then rushed forward again and unloaded a series of strikes in rapid succession. Each one targeted a vital point or a joint of some kind: she kicked at Aaron's knee before dropping forward to elbow him in the kidney, then flicked her hand up to try to catch his throat before attempting to smash the side of his head with her fist.

by **Spetznaz Assault Teams** » Thu May 03, 2012 12:28 pm

Aaron Levi

Aaron sighed and flicked his foot up. It caught Goltia in the waist joint. Not finding their weight where it was supposed to be, most opponents would hit the dirt. A few lucky ones would remain upright, but totally off balance.

The rest of her strikes were equally predictable. There were three types of fighters. The trained predictable, the trained expert, and the untrained. Goltia was trained, but predictable. She liked patterns. In this case, low to high. The kick met empty air, the elbow was diverted with a light tap, and by that point she was so off balance that her neck and head strikes were easily brushed off.

"Too many things too fast. I'm not even breathing hard, but you are winded and look like you just tried to kill somebody. The point isn't to fit as many things into as small a period of time as possible, it's to control the fight. I'm dictating the fight with my every move. You punch, my block sets you up for a strike, my dodge throws you off balance, you go down."

by **Altruistic Paladins** » Thu May 03, 2012 1:14 pm

Bramwell, Makoto, and Joaquin

"Order up for Axel! Sorry about the language confusion." Joaquin did know how to speak German, so he didn't even know what he said. He knew how to speak Spanish and Tagalong, but not German. Back at Bramwell's and Makoto's table. The two were having a collective daydream due through Bramwell's telepathy. Listening to hair metal, the two were enjoying the ambience of the place. They noticed that Cassie was sitting at the table now. Since they could tell she didn't want to talk, they didn't try to start a conversation.

by **AETEN II** » Thu May 03, 2012 1:25 pm

It was then that the rather curious Morbus walked up to the counter in his eerie swaying manner and stooped down as to speak to Joaguin.
"Due to my inability to read the menu I shall take a custom order. The thickest steak in stock coated generously with peanut butter on either side and stuck in a burger bun. For a side, any materials made with silicon will do." Morbus finished with a cheerful grin that he managed to make look like a death threat merely with his appearance.

by **Altruistic Paladins** » Thu May 03, 2012 1:34 pm

Joaquin

"Order up for Morbus!" Doctor Joaquin Segura asked. He knew West Texas Barbaque did not traditionally use buns in anything, but so was peanut butter. He really had no idea how traditional molecular gastronomy worked for him, so he was going to deliver his order exactly as said. It was odd for the chefs to hear him to request those items.

by **Kiruri** » Thu May 03, 2012 3:58 pm

Altruistic Paladins wrote:Bramwell

"You just unwittingly did. My telepathy allows me to leave messages and allows me to recieve responses to them in addition to forms more resembling phone calls, chat-rooms, internet message boards, video conferences, and plenty more ridiculous similarities. Yes, it is incredulous that my telepathy has parallels to mass communication of various forms. Please remember to think carefully before sending a message so I do not get something you do not want me to hear." Bramwell smiled back.

Nidia heard Bramwell's voice once again. Ah! I see...but isn't that some sort of privacy infringement? How am I suppose to think carefully of what to say if you can read my thoughts? And what exactly can your powers allow you to do, can you see my mental images!? Ahh! what if I think about something private and embarrassing!? You'd better have some sort of 'doctor-patient confidentiality' or rather 'telepath- victim confidentiality' thing. thought Nidia, as she stressed out at the idea of being a completely open book

by **Zarkenis Ultima** » Thu May 03, 2012 4:17 pm

Sarah was examining her food before eating it, as usual, when she suddenly heard a voice nearby. Looking back to see who it was, she saw a girl with a hood and white hair. That wasn't what interested her, though. What interested her and caused her to stare at Nidia for a few moments, was that she had red eyes as well, something not very common if her memory served her right.

While she did that, Sarah noticed that Nidia seemed to become tense suddenly, and wondered what was the problem.

"I don't mind, you can sit here. Is anything wrong?" She asked.

by **Altruistic Paladins** » Thu May 03, 2012 4:25 pm

Bramwell and Makoto

"When I send messages, they're just that. If I were to establish a telepathic line, we would be chatting in real time at the lowest level. I only read minds when I have a casus belli for so. Somebody leaving you a message is not an invasion of privacy. A mailman barging into your house and talking incessently at you is an invasion of privacy. That same mailman planting a microscopic camera on your contact lenses would be an invasion of privacy. That mailman using noise warfare and forcing you to watch Manos: The Hands of Fate would be torture. That same person outright hijacking your dreams or motor control is an invasion to privacy and some other crimes. That person having a 'Battle in the Center of the Mind' with your persona in an attempt to kill you would be an invasion of privacy, attempted murder, and an invasion of privacy. I only do these types of things and plenty more telepathic abilities with a casus belli or permission to do so, such as a few measures Makoto, my close friend, gave me so we could coordinate our actions with absolute efficiency. Do I need to specify that my nation's constitution garuntees a right to privacy, and that I am a big fan of that document? I will never break that unless you somehow provide a casus belli that would give me the reason to do so, such as you attacking me...I am sorry for the diatribe. I just wanted to make myself clear in that I am not reading your mind in any way right now, and that this is just a message. I am sorry about the rhetoric." Makoto was listening to his thoughts the entire time because Bramwell had a sort of telepathic connection that meant they could hear eachother's thoughts and coordinate on such a level that just talking wouldn't provide.

by **Terintania** » Thu May 03, 2012 6:10 pm

Jay sat quietly while he aye, listening to the conversations around him. He heard someone who sounded depressed talking to someone who seemed like they were stalking her. He agreed with the girl that the human race tended to cause a lot of problems, and are destroying their planet and such, but she seemed a bit...twisted. He also heard someone ordering something that sounded really quiet gross in his opinion.

He sighed and finished his food, then started humming tonelessly to himself. He turned his head to get a better idea of what the room was like, but his echolocation was being a bit iffy at the moment. He wondered if he was allowed to go back for more food. He wasn't exactly clear on the rules at schools, since he'd never been to one before.

Last.FM · by **Corrian** » Thu May 03, 2012 6:34 pm

"Hi" Cassie said to them shyly. She wanted to talk to someone, have a real conversation. But she was just too shy right now and still uncomfortable openly speaking, even if these two had pretty much helped her earlier. "Thanks again for the...help earlier" She said, fiddling with her food as she spoke. She couldn't think of anything else to say, and just started to fiddle with her IPod to change to something else now. She changed to a Radiohead song that was supposedly rumored to be about suicide. Not exactly the most cheery song to be listening to, but that was nothing new of Cassie. The music seemed to put her into a more upset mood, and she just frowned to the music and leaned back against her chair.

by **Orinon** » Thu May 03, 2012 7:20 pm

Spetznaz Assault Teams wrote:Aaron Levi

Aaron sighed and flicked his foot up. It caught Goltia in the waist joint. Not finding their weight where it was supposed to be, most opponents would hit the dirt. A few lucky ones would remain upright, but totally off balance.

The rest of her strikes were equally predictable. There were three types of fighters. The trained predictable, the trained expert, and the untrained. Goltia was trained, but predictable. She liked patterns. In this case, low to high. The kick met empty air, the elbow was diverted with a light tap, and by that point she was so off balance that her neck and head strikes were easily brushed off.

"Too many things too fast. I'm not even breathing hard, but you are winded and look like you just tried to kill somebody. The point isn't to fit as many things into as small a period of time as possible, it's to control the fight. I'm dictating the fight with my every move. You punch, my block sets you up for a strike, my dodge throws you off balance, you go down."

Goltia panted slightly. She was tired, not to mention frustrated, and it showed, as the streaks in her hair shifted to a violent red. She then breathed deeply, shaking visibly as she tried to calm down. She then settled into an defensive fighting stance, and waited.

by **Reythan** » Thu May 03, 2012 7:42 pm

Altruistic Paladins wrote:Bramwell, Makato, and Joaquin

"Order up for Axel! Sorry about the language confusion." Joaquin did know how to speak German, so he didn't even know what he said. He knew how to speak Spanish and Tagalong, but not German. Back at Bramwell's and Makato's table. The two were having a collective daydream due throug Bramwell's telepathy. Listening to hair metal, the two were enjoying the ambience of the place. They noticed that Cassie was sitting at the table now. Since they could tell she didn't want to talk, they didn't try to start a conversation.

Axel walked up to the counter and said to Joaquin, quietly "Please, use my other name. There's a reason why I have a pseudonym." he then cleared his throat and said "Thanks for the food, and never mind about the German.", and headed back to his seat.

by **Hetland 2** » Fri May 04, 2012 12:47 am

Chram sat back down in her cell, "I gotta say, organics sure do spend a lot of time, arguing about brainless things. Hmmm... Maybe they're just brainless after all. Masturbating their over inflated egos to their morals. Heh. Sounds like something those primitive primates would do." She laughed loudly to herself, amused by what she had said to herself as she finished up her paper for Mr. Scott Kerr's class. She scrolled up to the top in her mind and bolded the title and changed the font of ever tenth word to comic sans. It went on for over a hundred pages.

by **Spetznaz Assault Teams** » Fri May 04, 2012 11:37 am

Aaron Levi

Aaron smiled, now she was getting it. He moved in slow, on the balls of his feet. A lazy punch to the face, followed by a blindingly fast reversal of the motion and a leg sweep.

by **Kiruri** » Fri May 04, 2012 1:45 pm

Nidia somewhat understood what Bramwell was telling her. She still couldn't help but feel a bit invaded, but she shook the feeling off and looked straight at Bramwell, when he caught a glance at her, Nidia gently smiled at him showing everything's fine.

But, she did remember she came to the table to make friends with this intriguing girl. It would seem kind of odd to just stand there looking into the distance and paying no attention whatsoever to the girl sitting down. With that in mind Nidia shifted focus onto the girl next to her.

Despite all outward appearances, Nidia is quite social. She tends to draw toward people she feels are similar to her in some way or another.

She smiled (as she always did) as she sat down, "Thanks! And, no...nothings wrong. I'm fine now."

Nidia sat right across from Sarah to facilitate conversation.

"Oh, my name's Nidia by the way. What about yours?"

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