EHEG (IC/Open/Anime/Slice-of-life)

[Castle Crashers]

Ellie's ears catch an anomaly over the chaos' normal sounds, and turned in the direction of a window. "Actually...hold that thought. I'll be right back!" She excused herself, making a break for the door, rushing out into the hallway and in a random direction. She wasn't exactly sure if it had been a scream of agony or someone joking around, but she might as well check, right? After a while, she stumbled upon a dorm room door that'd been left halfway open, and the sight she stumbles upon causes her to let out a shriek of surprise. There was a guy, unconscious, on the floor, and he was twitching. She quickly paces, wondering what she should do, being covered in flour and all. Oh, forget sanitization, this guy could be in danger! Ellie quickly rushed to his side, attempted to check his vitals, leaving flour marks over his neck and such. "Ehh, hello? Hello? Are you okay?" She asked worriedly, but upon no reply, she decided it might be best to get him to the infirmary. She first tried to lift him by his arms, but as of then, she wasn't strong enough to lift him that way. She then tried to drag him by his legs, but that also didn't work. After many attempts, Ellie let out a sigh of frustration, sitting beside the boys unconscious body. How was she supposed to get him out of here?

Rowan gasped, and woke up. "Oh. Hello there." He wiped some flour off his neck. "Really hoping you didn't try mouth-to-mouth, 'cause I'm new here," he says with his accent. "Rowan Smith," he says, and offers his hand to Ellie.

Ellie was confused for a moment, the emotion clear on her face. "You're...fine..?" She asked, obviously startled by his sudden awakening. Her blue eyes darted from his face to his hand, and then back again. After a moment, a little smile finally spread across her flour-assaulted face, and she stuck out her coated hand to meet his, sending up plumes of flour. "Don't worry, I saw you were breathing before I did anything drastic. The names Ellie, nice to meet you!" She exclaims, her matted brown hair thick with flour.

[Cruxa]

Rowan gasped, and woke up. "Oh. Hello there." He wiped some flour off his neck. "Really hoping you didn't try mouth-to-mouth, 'cause I'm new here," he says with his accent. "Rowan Smith," he says, and offers his hand to Ellie.

Ellie was confused for a moment, the emotion clear on her face. "You're...fine..?" She asked, obviously startled by his sudden awakening. Her blue eyes darted from his face to his hand, and then back again. After a moment, a little smile finally spread across her flour-assaulted face, and she stuck out her coated hand to meet his, sending up plumes of flour. "Don't worry, I saw you were breathing before I did anything drastic. The names Ellie, nice to meet you!" She exclaims, her matted brown hair thick with flour.

"Hello Ellie," he says, voice mostly back to normal. What's your ability? The voice just appeared in her brain, a grimace of concentration on Rowan's face. He tried digging through her mind, but it felt weirdly wrong, so he stopped. Are there any other kids here? What kind of school is this, anyway?

[The Olog-Hai]

Tikhomir was glancing at a slip of paper.
"So, my room should be in this hall, if I got the directions right." he says aloud.
Suddenly, he looks up, and sees an open door, and hears people talking inside. Hm. Maybe I can make some friends.
He walks in, and sees a boy half on the floor, and a girl covered in flour.
"Umm... hello?" he says.

[Cruxa]

Tikhomir was glancing at a slip of paper.
"So, my room should be in this hall, if I got the directions right." he says aloud.
Suddenly, he looks up, and sees an open door, and hears people talking inside. Hm. Maybe I can make some friends.
He walks in, and sees a boy half on the floor, and a girl covered in flour.
"Umm... hello?" he says.

"This isn't what it looks like," said Rowan immediately. He stood up and walked over to the new kid. "I'm Rowan. This is Ellie." He offers his hand to the boy, and is already in his head, learning of his life. What a wealth of pain. He notices the part on his power, and immediately decides not to piss the kid off.

[Castle Crashers]

Ellie was confused for a moment, the emotion clear on her face. "You're...fine..?" She asked, obviously startled by his sudden awakening. Her blue eyes darted from his face to his hand, and then back again. After a moment, a little smile finally spread across her flour-assaulted face, and she stuck out her coated hand to meet his, sending up plumes of flour. "Don't worry, I saw you were breathing before I did anything drastic. The names Ellie, nice to meet you!" She exclaims, her matted brown hair thick with flour.

"Hello Ellie," he says, voice mostly back to normal. What's your ability? The voice just appeared in her brain, a grimace of concentration on Rowan's face.

Ellie was not expecting the sudden voice in her head, recoiling in surprise. "You have telepathy, then?" She asked as her smile returned. "I can control the weather!" She said with a level of pride, but there was also a hint of shame if one was clever enough to detect it. It was because of the first day; she'd never actually hurt anyone with her power before then. It'd scarred her, that was obvious enough. She wouldn't ever be the same after that. Then again, who could blame her? She'd hurt the people closest to her. At least, at the time. But still, hurting someone was the same caliber even now. She would always have that little crack in her faze, and if one were to push it...well...she might just fall apart completely.
Hearing yet another voice, Ellie lets out a yelp of surprise, turning quickly to face the newcomer, more flour escaping into the air. "Oh...eheh--hello!" She said, giving a little wave.

[The Olog-Hai]

Tikhomir was glancing at a slip of paper.
"So, my room should be in this hall, if I got the directions right." he says aloud.
Suddenly, he looks up, and sees an open door, and hears people talking inside. Hm. Maybe I can make some friends.
He walks in, and sees a boy half on the floor, and a girl covered in flour.
"Umm... hello?" he says.

"This isn't what it looks like," said Rowan immediately. He stood up and walked over to the new kid. "I'm Rowan. This is Ellie." He offers his hand to the boy, and is already in his head, learning of his life. What a wealth of pain. He notices the part on his power, and immediately decides not to piss the kid off.

"Uh, nice to uh, meet you. I'm Tikhomir. So, what passes for normal around here? I'm new, I guess, so I don't really know much."
He takes the proffered hand, and shakes it.

[Cruxa]

"Hello Ellie," he says, voice mostly back to normal. What's your ability? The voice just appeared in her brain, a grimace of concentration on Rowan's face.

Ellie was not expecting the sudden voice in her head, recoiling in surprise. "You have telepathy, then?" She asked as her smile returned. "I can control the weather!" She said with a level of pride, but there was also a hint of shame if one was clever enough to detect it. It was because of the first day; she'd never actually hurt anyone with her power before then. It'd scarred her, that was obvious enough. She wouldn't ever be the same after that. Then again, who could blame her? She'd hurt the people closest to her. At least, at the time. But still, hurting someone was the same caliber even now. She would always have that little crack in her faze, and if one were to push it...well...she might just fall apart completely.
Hearing yet another voice, Ellie lets out a yelp of surprise, turning quickly to face the newcomer, more flour escaping into the air. "Oh...eheh--hello!" She said, giving a little wave.

Yeah, it's why I was laid flat. I can't control who I connect to, so if I'm not focusing, then I feel the entire world's pain. He hears Ellie's nervous tittering, and says to the new kid, "I don't know yet, 'cause I'm new like you." He drops the kid's hand. "Ellie could probably explain it."

[Charlia]

Ellie was not expecting the sudden voice in her head, recoiling in surprise. "You have telepathy, then?" She asked as her smile returned. "I can control the weather!" She said with a level of pride, but there was also a hint of shame if one was clever enough to detect it. It was because of the first day; she'd never actually hurt anyone with her power before then. It'd scarred her, that was obvious enough. She wouldn't ever be the same after that. Then again, who could blame her? She'd hurt the people closest to her. At least, at the time. But still, hurting someone was the same caliber even now. She would always have that little crack in her faze, and if one were to push it...well...she might just fall apart completely.
Hearing yet another voice, Ellie lets out a yelp of surprise, turning quickly to face the newcomer, more flour escaping into the air. "Oh...eheh--hello!" She said, giving a little wave.

Yeah, it's why I was laid flat. I can't control who I connect to, so if I'm not focusing, then I feel the entire world's pain. He hears Ellie's nervous tittering, and says to the new kid, "I don't know yet, 'cause I'm new like you." He drops the kid's hand. "Ellie could probably explain it."

Charlotte poked her head in, pulling back in surprise at the amount of people. It had taken her a little too long to deal with the bad memories brought on by the screaming, and she wasn't prepared for this amount of people.
"Is everything okay? I heard..." She shuddered slightly. Unless you were paying really close attention, it would have been invisible. "Screaming."

[The Olog-Hai]

Yeah, it's why I was laid flat. I can't control who I connect to, so if I'm not focusing, then I feel the entire world's pain. He hears Ellie's nervous tittering, and says to the new kid, "I don't know yet, 'cause I'm new like you." He drops the kid's hand. "Ellie could probably explain it."

Charlotte poked her head in, pulling back in surprise at the amount of people. It had taken her a little too long to deal with the bad memories brought on by the screaming, and she wasn't prepared for this amount of people.
"Is everything okay? I heard..." She shuddered slightly. Unless you were paying really close attention, it would have been invisible. "Screaming."

A redhead stuck her head into the room, and began asking questions.
"I, uh, didn't hear any screaming. i just got here though, so I wouldn't know much about it."
Subtly, because of his nervousness at so many people, the temperature very slightly raises and lowers quickly.

[Cruxa]

Yeah, it's why I was laid flat. I can't control who I connect to, so if I'm not focusing, then I feel the entire world's pain. He hears Ellie's nervous tittering, and says to the new kid, "I don't know yet, 'cause I'm new like you." He drops the kid's hand. "Ellie could probably explain it."

Charlotte poked her head in, pulling back in surprise at the amount of people. It had taken her a little too long to deal with the bad memories brought on by the screaming, and she wasn't prepared for this amount of people.
"Is everything okay? I heard..." She shuddered slightly. Unless you were paying really close attention, it would have been invisible. "Screaming."

Rowan goes over to her sheepishly. "That was me... sorry... I made you shudder, didn't I?" He tilted his head in curiosity as he poked around her brain and finding most of the thoughts the same as his... He might like this girl... "Name's Rowan Smith. What's yours?" He offers a handshake.

[Charlia]

Charlotte poked her head in, pulling back in surprise at the amount of people. It had taken her a little too long to deal with the bad memories brought on by the screaming, and she wasn't prepared for this amount of people.
"Is everything okay? I heard..." She shuddered slightly. Unless you were paying really close attention, it would have been invisible. "Screaming."

Rowan goes over to her sheepishly. "That was me... sorry... I made you shudder, didn't I?" He tilted his head in curiosity as he poked around her brain and finding most of the thoughts the same as his... He might like this girl... "Name's Rowan Smith. What's yours?" He offers a handshake.

Her eyes narrowed, and she didn't shake his hand. Her voice was low and threatening.
"Get out of my head."

[Cruxa]

Rowan goes over to her sheepishly. "That was me... sorry... I made you shudder, didn't I?" He tilted his head in curiosity as he poked around her brain and finding most of the thoughts the same as his... He might like this girl... "Name's Rowan Smith. What's yours?" He offers a handshake.

Her eyes narrowed, and she didn't shake his hand. Her voice was low and threatening.
"Get out of my head."

Hurriedly, he leaves. "How'd you even know I was in there?" His voice is equally as low, but more surprised.

[Saleon]

Beth maintained an on-guard stance. not a single student would sneak into the lines of 4C. She maintained the boundary lines as if she were watching from an unmanned drone, protecting each spot. Her 9 foot wall of Trump was impregnable, with many layers of traps, alarms, and "confiscated" gadgets. It was a perk of being in the Student Body Government, and it was one she did not let go to waster on T-Day. While stuffing may fly in all directions, not a single speck would pass the laser walls. She knew her stuff, and may have done many illegal things to set this up. She had created, and perfected the modern surveillance state. "Come on out while you can, scumbags!" she chuckled quietly, while materializing her weapons of choice, two desert eagles, "trust me, You won't make it far!"

At least, that's what Beth thought. Well, that's likely what she thought until she saw the three students, Fritz, Gray, and the ever lovable Hope. Hope had a very fun power. By fun, I mean something that every trouble maker ever wished they had. The power to shatter things. One other thing she had: Hope was captain of the track team. They called her 'Lightning Hope.' And she was in a dead sprint towards the wall. Gray was tailing behind her, using his power of draining opponents sleep to K.O. any interfering 4Cers, and supporting him was Fritz, who was normally a very sociable guy. Not particularly social, rather shy actually, but still he had a nasty power as well.

Put simply, he makes wishes come true. Wishes of the romantic kind. i.e. he became Harriet for Beth. To everyone else, it looks as if he's just regular old Fritz, however, to Beth, it looks as if Harriet was dressed in a bunny costume. And walking towards her nervously.

While Fritz distracted Beth, and Gray provided interdiction, I seemed to have forgotten something: Hope has a blackbelt in Kung Fu.

Yeah.

And with a flying kick, the nine-foot wall shattered, spraying dust everywhere.

"4C! Your reign of terror has come to an end! 4A, to waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar!" She picked up a loaf of French bread, and charged.

"NEVER!" shouted Beth. She worked on that defense system for ages, and was not about to let it go to waste. Armed with her guns, she marched forward to Gray. She decider he was a better target than attacking Fritz. She had predilections toward punching Harriet in the face. She knew his power well, having asked for his help during some of her louder math teachers. She took the chance to facilitate a one on one standoff against the most dangerous of 4A. She squared off against him. "hey drowsy-head," she taunted, "think you can humor me? I mean having a black belt fight me would be unfair for her. How good is your power against me?" She may have seemed calm, but there recent stint with her love life, ie fritz grants a 'wish,' left her put for blood. So, she felt trigger happy.

[Charlia]

Her eyes narrowed, and she didn't shake his hand. Her voice was low and threatening.
"Get out of my head."

Hurriedly, he leaves. "How'd you even know I was in there?" His voice is equally as low, but more surprised.

She scowled at him. "Because, Rowan Smith, I have felt it before, physically, mentally, I know what it feels like. And let me give you a warning: You do not go in my head without my permission. I am not opensource. The last people who treated me like I was..." She stared at him coldly. "They're all dead."

[Imperial Northern States]

"I-I-I-I can do gravy" he stammered. "Sort of" he replied, walking the short distance to collect the things, replacing his gloves on his hands.

"Alright, just lay out the ingredients here. And go find me a ham as well." Satoshi finished tying his apron and clearing the area, taking some nearby bread to start cutting for the stuffing. Stuffing wasn't something Satoshi particularly liked, but he had to know how to cook it. And any good food was good to eat.

"Hello Ellie," he says, voice mostly back to normal. What's your ability? The voice just appeared in her brain, a grimace of concentration on Rowan's face.

Ellie was not expecting the sudden voice in her head, recoiling in surprise. "You have telepathy, then?" She asked as her smile returned. "I can control the weather!" She said with a level of pride, but there was also a hint of shame if one was clever enough to detect it. It was because of the first day; she'd never actually hurt anyone with her power before then. It'd scarred her, that was obvious enough. She wouldn't ever be the same after that. Then again, who could blame her? She'd hurt the people closest to her. At least, at the time. But still, hurting someone was the same caliber even now. She would always have that little crack in her faze, and if one were to push it...well...she might just fall apart completely.
Hearing yet another voice, Ellie lets out a yelp of surprise, turning quickly to face the newcomer, more flour escaping into the air. "Oh...eheh--hello!" She said, giving a little wave.

After not totally reacting late to Ellie's existence, he searched around for her before tentatively poking his head around a corner, "Ellie, hey! Something about a ham, and cooking is involved, and I have no idea what's going on" he states skittishly. "So, I really, really need help badly" he finished, throwing his arms out in front of himself.

[Cruxa]

Hurriedly, he leaves. "How'd you even know I was in there?" His voice is equally as low, but more surprised.

She scowled at him. "Because, Rowan Smith, I have felt it before, physically, mentally, I know what it feels like. And let me give you a warning: You do not go in my head without my permission. I am not opensource. The last people who treated me like I was..." She stared at him coldly. "They're all dead."

With newfound respect for her, he allowed her to search him. "Go on. Probe me, for intent. I promise I am not evil, Charlotte. I also promise I'm not an evil, sadist clone." He spread his arms and looked her in the eye.

[Confederate Ramenia]

Ninja'ing charlia

[Charlia]

She scowled at him. "Because, Rowan Smith, I have felt it before, physically, mentally, I know what it feels like. And let me give you a warning: You do not go in my head without my permission. I am not opensource. The last people who treated me like I was..." She stared at him coldly. "They're all dead."

With newfound respect for her, he allowed her to search him. "Go on. Probe me, for intent. I promise I am not evil, Charlotte. I also promise I'm not an evil, sadist clone." He spread his arms and looked her in the eye.

She smiled coldly. "Oh, I don't need to. Because if you try anything, I know how to kill someone in at least 200 different ways and I have the genetic enhancements to make it possible. And no, not all of those ways are quick and painless." She turned around and was about to return to the kitchen, but then said one last thing.
"Consider this your first--and last--warning, Rowan Smith. I don't like mind readers, and if I find you in my head without my permission one more time, I will use what I know. And I promise you that it will be painful."
And then she was gone.

[Cruxa]

With newfound respect for her, he allowed her to search him. "Go on. Probe me, for intent. I promise I am not evil, Charlotte. I also promise I'm not an evil, sadist clone." He spread his arms and looked her in the eye.

She smiled coldly. "Oh, I don't need to. Because if you try anything, I know how to kill someone in at least 200 different ways and I have the genetic enhancements to make it possible. And no, not all of those ways are quick and painless." She turned around and was about to return to the kitchen, but then said one last thing.
"Consider this your first--and last--warning, Rowan Smith. I don't like mind readers, and if I find you in my head without my permission one more time, I will use what I know. And I promise you that it will be painful."
And then she was gone.

"Well." He looked utterly shocked. "I'm not sure what to make of that, other than I'm dead, because there is no way I am NOT earning more."

[The GAmeTopians]

Scott
The lights were dark in the Tech Office, but all was not dark. Computer screens shone brightly, and the man behind them grinned - Tech Administrator, Campus Student Security Chief, and Alumn Scott Slade. He watched cameras depicting the madness of T-Day, hands hovering under his favorite part of T-Day - his control panel.
A hanging box of excessive switches, slides, and decorative lighting, this box did some interesting things... To... Spice up T-Day.
"Hmm... I like 4C... They get the exemption." He chuckled and keyed up his mic. It projected his voice to the whole of the school.
"4C has received the Exemption. A, B, brace yourselves."
He laughed maniacally and turned off the mic.

Sam
Diligently cooking, Sam pulled the turkey out of the oven and started slicing it delicately. She retrieved a platter and called over to Charlotte.
"Hey Charlotte, can you start arranging this turkey?"

[North Arkana]

Maya had avoided the noise and excitement of the cooking contest , she was currently hiding out in the infirmary, away from everything which was happening. She had been allowed to stay, though she didn't trust herself to stay stay forever. Even when all signs pointed to her being, well, her again, there was too much doubt in her mind about what she might end up doing, who she might end up hurting. She had gone so far as to add an extra accessory to her usual outfit. A black choker, with a GPS tracking device embedded in it. She had given the receiver to Scott, it was a precaution against her running off to the Feds. Maya wasn't entirely sure there wasn't something in the Fed conditioning which would pop up later.

Also in the room was Riri. While she was a student, she really didn't participate in the student events. She and Maya had spent much of the time trying to figure out their differences. There hadn't been any instances of violence between the two, but there was plenty of tension. Most of it had been sorted out, however, and they tolerate each other at least.

"I'm going to check on Charlotte," Maya says, standing up from her seat on one of the beds.

"Yeah, okay. Tell me if something interesting happens."

"Will do."

Maya makes her way towards 4C, hoping she won't be interrupting anything important when she drops by.

[Charlia]

Scott
The lights were dark in the Tech Office, but all was not dark. Computer screens shone brightly, and the man behind them grinned - Tech Administrator, Campus Student Security Chief, and Alumn Scott Slade. He watched cameras depicting the madness of T-Day, hands hovering under his favorite part of T-Day - his control panel.
A hanging box of excessive switches, slides, and decorative lighting, this box did some interesting things... To... Spice up T-Day.
"Hmm... I like 4C... They get the exemption." He chuckled and keyed up his mic. It projected his voice to the whole of the school.
"4C has received the Exemption. A, B, brace yourselves."
He laughed maniacally and turned off the mic.

Sam
Diligently cooking, Sam pulled the turkey out of the oven and started slicing it delicately. She retrieved a platter and called over to Charlotte.
"Hey Charlotte, can you start arranging this turkey?"

Charlotte nodded happily, having returned as soon as the 'crisis' was dealt with. She had bounced back into her more cheerful mood at the end of it as well. She took the turkey and started to work quickly.
Scott's interruption, however...
The laughing...
No. No, it's not then, it's now. It's Thanksgiving, and I'm at--at--where am I? No! Stay in the present! Don't go back! He's dead, they're all dead, it's okay! She managed to calm herself down, but spared herself one final thought before returning to her work.

...PTSD really sucks.

[Cruxa]

Scott
The lights were dark in the Tech Office, but all was not dark. Computer screens shone brightly, and the man behind them grinned - Tech Administrator, Campus Student Security Chief, and Alumn Scott Slade. He watched cameras depicting the madness of T-Day, hands hovering under his favorite part of T-Day - his control panel.
A hanging box of excessive switches, slides, and decorative lighting, this box did some interesting things... To... Spice up T-Day.
"Hmm... I like 4C... They get the exemption." He chuckled and keyed up his mic. It projected his voice to the whole of the school.
"4C has received the Exemption. A, B, brace yourselves."
He laughed maniacally and turned off the mic.

Sam
Diligently cooking, Sam pulled the turkey out of the oven and started slicing it delicately. She retrieved a platter and called over to Charlotte.
"Hey Charlotte, can you start arranging this turkey?"

Charlotte nodded happily, having returned as soon as the 'crisis' was dealt with. She had bounced back into her more cheerful mood at the end of it as well. She took the turkey and started to work quickly.
Scott's interruption, however...
The laughing...
No. No, it's not then, it's now. It's Thanksgiving, and I'm at--at--where am I? No! Stay in the present! Don't go back! He's dead, they're all dead, it's okay! She managed to calm herself down, but spared herself one final thought before returning to her work.

...PTSD really sucks.

Rowan taps her on the shoulder. "You never told me what your ability was. And thanks for broadcasting 'PTSD really sucks' for all to hear. Saved me the trouble of having to go in your head again. Thank God, hope I don't get butchered... that is a rather large knife you've got..."

[Charlia]

Charlotte nodded happily, having returned as soon as the 'crisis' was dealt with. She had bounced back into her more cheerful mood at the end of it as well. She took the turkey and started to work quickly.
Scott's interruption, however...
The laughing...
No. No, it's not then, it's now. It's Thanksgiving, and I'm at--at--where am I? No! Stay in the present! Don't go back! He's dead, they're all dead, it's okay! She managed to calm herself down, but spared herself one final thought before returning to her work.

...PTSD really sucks.

Rowan taps her on the shoulder. "You never told me what your ability was. And thanks for broadcasting 'PTSD really sucks' for all to hear. Saved me the trouble of having to go in your head again. Thank God, hope I don't get butchered... that is a rather large knife you've got..."

She whirled around, grabbed his arm and flipped him over her shoulder to the floor, then knelt directly on his ribcage and pressed her forearm against his throat, effectively cutting off his ability to breathe.
"I am going to count to five. When I finish, I'd better not be able to see you, because I don't need a weapon to kill you. I am a weapon." She stood up and pointed away scornfully.
"Get out of my sight, mind reader, and go get some morphine or something for the pain. I don't like being pestered, and I like you less and less every time you open your mouth. Don't speak! One more word and you won't need morphine."

[North Arkana]

Maya enters the room, and instantly is set on edge by some stranger, someone she doesn't know, being so close to the girl she's taken to like a sister.
"Hey, Charlotte, how are things going? And who the hell is this person? I've never seen them on campus before. Are they bothering you?"