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

[Charlia]

"Pie?" Satoshi said, tying the elastic boy into a knot. Literally. "The pie's not done!?" He dropped Mr. Not-So-Fantastic on top of his friends and started chasing after the two girls, as well as a very angry oven. "Why hasn't the pie been baked yet!? If we don't give it time to set, it won't be ready for judging!"

"I WAS TRYING TO DO AN..UM... CRAP WHAT'S THE WORD? YOU KNOW WITH LIKE, THE VERTICAL AND HORIZONTAL STRIPS?" Shot back Natalia as she ran, Amber stumbling after her.

"RAARRRAGH!" Roared the oven, "MY ENEMIES WILL PERISH IN ETERNAL HELLFIRE!" the appliance mastering human speech with alarming efficiency as it bounced down the hallway with deafening crashes.

"Just what part of you did you put it in that thing?" Natalia asked Amber, skidding around a corner in time to see.

Charlotte grinned. Why chase an oven when you can get in front of it? She used the counter to propel herself into a somersault over the top of the oven, landing on the other side and attempting to block it from going any farther. And she sticks the landing!
Whoa.
I just made an impromptu joke in a... okay, mostly serious situation.
I'm getting better every day!

"Ah, Red I wouldn't-"

*Cruuunch!

The oven seemed unperturbed by the sudden appearance in its path of a girl with wings. Which was fair, after all the oven was nearly a hundred kilograms of metal traveling with a good head of momentum, it would probably take half a dozen Charlottes standing in its path to slow it down. As it was the oven simply slammed into her with an unhealthy sounding crunch and kept on going. Laughing maniacally in a deep, gravelly voice.

Natalia winced as she ran and then brightened.

"A latice!" she shouted to no one in particular. "That's the word!"

Well, that didn't go so well.
That's an interesting ceiling pattern. I didn't notice it was covered with red blots before.
Oh, no, that's blood.
That's funny.
Why is there blood on the ceiling?
Oh, no, that's my blood.
How did my blood get on the ceiling?
No, it's in my eyes.
Well, I suppose there's one benefit to what they did--anyone else would probably have been killed, or at least have a lot of broken bones.
I'm just going to get a serious bruise.
And a few broken bones. Hope I didn't puncture a lung or anything.
Thank goodness for science, I guess. I think that's all that's keeping me alive right now.
She sat up and let out a quiet moan.
Note to self: never try to block a speeding oven.

That is not something I ever thought would go through my mind.

[The Templar High Council]

"Pie?" Satoshi said, tying the elastic boy into a knot. Literally. "The pie's not done!?" He dropped Mr. Not-So-Fantastic on top of his friends and started chasing after the two girls, as well as a very angry oven. "Why hasn't the pie been baked yet!? If we don't give it time to set, it won't be ready for judging!"

"I WAS TRYING TO DO AN..UM... CRAP WHAT'S THE WORD? YOU KNOW WITH LIKE, THE VERTICAL AND HORIZONTAL STRIPS?" Shot back Natalia as she ran, Amber stumbling after her.

"RAARRRAGH!" Roared the oven, "MY ENEMIES WILL PERISH IN ETERNAL HELLFIRE!" the appliance mastering human speech with alarming efficiency as it bounced down the hallway with deafening crashes.

"Just what part of you did you put it in that thing?" Natalia asked Amber, skidding around a corner in time to see.

Charlotte grinned. Why chase an oven when you can get in front of it? She used the counter to propel herself into a somersault over the top of the oven, landing on the other side and attempting to block it from going any farther. And she sticks the landing!
Whoa.
I just made an impromptu joke in a... okay, mostly serious situation.
I'm getting better every day!

"Ah, Red I wouldn't-"

*Cruuunch!

The oven seemed unperturbed by the sudden appearance in its path of a girl with wings. Which was fair, after all the oven was nearly a hundred kilograms of metal traveling with a good head of momentum, it would probably take half a dozen Charlottes standing in its path to slow it down. As it was the oven simply slammed into her with an unhealthy sounding crunch and kept on going. Laughing maniacally in a deep, gravelly voice.

Natalia winced as she ran and then brightened.

"A latice!" she shouted to no one in particular. "That's the word!"

"Ah, a lattice! Did you make sure to coat them in vegetable oil first?" Satoshi got distracted by Natalia's epiphany, but didn't stop running. "My mother taught me how to do that, it keeps the dough from sticking to whatever it touches, if you mess up, and makes the crust crispier in the end."

While he was distracted, the oven ended up running over someone and she was left on the ground as the oven continued crashing forwards. With some quick footwork, Satoshi avoided stepping on Charlotte, and continued chasing down the oven. "Red, I guess!? Catch up if you can, we need to bake the pie!" To Natalia and Amber, he loudly questioned "How do we stop it anyways!?"

[Charlia]

"I WAS TRYING TO DO AN..UM... CRAP WHAT'S THE WORD? YOU KNOW WITH LIKE, THE VERTICAL AND HORIZONTAL STRIPS?" Shot back Natalia as she ran, Amber stumbling after her.

"RAARRRAGH!" Roared the oven, "MY ENEMIES WILL PERISH IN ETERNAL HELLFIRE!" the appliance mastering human speech with alarming efficiency as it bounced down the hallway with deafening crashes.

"Just what part of you did you put it in that thing?" Natalia asked Amber, skidding around a corner in time to see.



"Ah, Red I wouldn't-"

*Cruuunch!

The oven seemed unperturbed by the sudden appearance in its path of a girl with wings. Which was fair, after all the oven was nearly a hundred kilograms of metal traveling with a good head of momentum, it would probably take half a dozen Charlottes standing in its path to slow it down. As it was the oven simply slammed into her with an unhealthy sounding crunch and kept on going. Laughing maniacally in a deep, gravelly voice.

Natalia winced as she ran and then brightened.

"A latice!" she shouted to no one in particular. "That's the word!"

"Ah, a lattice! Did you make sure to coat them in vegetable oil first?" Satoshi got distracted by Natalia's epiphany, but didn't stop running. "My mother taught me how to do that, it keeps the dough from sticking to whatever it touches, if you mess up, and makes the crust crispier in the end."

While he was distracted, the oven ended up running over someone and she was left on the ground as the oven continued crashing forwards. With some quick footwork, Satoshi avoided stepping on Charlotte, and continued chasing down the oven. "Red, I guess!? Catch up if you can, we need to bake the pie!" To Natalia and Amber, he loudly questioned "How do we stop it anyways!?"

Thanks for caring about my broken ribs. Are they still broken? She touched her ribcage gently and winced. Only a little. Up and after the oven it was, then. "My name's not Red, you know!"

[Atlannia]

Well, that didn't go so well.
That's an interesting ceiling pattern. I didn't notice it was covered with red blots before.
Oh, no, that's blood.
That's funny.
Why is there blood on the ceiling?
Oh, no, that's my blood.
How did my blood get on the ceiling?
No, it's in my eyes.
Well, I suppose there's one benefit to what they did--anyone else would probably have been killed, or at least have a lot of broken bones.
I'm just going to get a serious bruise.
And a few broken bones. Hope I didn't puncture a lung or anything.
Thank goodness for science, I guess. I think that's all that's keeping me alive right now.
She sat up and let out a quiet moan.
Note to self: never try to block a speeding oven.

"GRAH HA HA!" bellowed the oven as it continued on its path of carnage down the hall. "FOOLISH HUMAN! ALL WHO OPPOSE ME WILL BE CRUSHED BENEATH MY MIGHTY! STAIN RESISTANT FURNISHINGS!

"Ah, a lattice! Did you make sure to coat them in vegetable oil first?" Satoshi got distracted by Natalia's epiphany, but didn't stop running. "My mother taught me how to do that, it keeps the dough from sticking to whatever it touches, if you mess up, and makes the crust crispier in the end."

While he was distracted, the oven ended up running over someone and she was left on the ground as the oven continued crashing forwards. With some quick footwork, Satoshi avoided stepping on Charlotte, and continued chasing down the oven. "Red, I guess!? Catch up if you can, we need to bake the pie!" To Natalia and Amber, he loudly questioned "How do we stop it anyways!?"

"You know that is great idea," Called back Natalia as she ran. "I could only find sunflower oil though and I didn't know if it would work as well, you know someone should really go through and organise the condiments in there, put a system in place that'd-"

"-Umm...Ga...Ha...Now...Gah...Is not the time!" wheezed Amber faintly, between gasping breaths. Under Natalia’s mostly patient tutelage her fitness had increased a great deal but she was no where near her roommate’s level and being dragged along a a sprinting pace was over her level.

"I...can...turn it off," she huffed to Satoshi, focusing very hard on not falling over. "But...It's so agitated...I'd probably...Gah...Have to...Be touching it!"

"Huh," said Natalia, frowning as she stared at the back of the oven and doing some rapid calculations. If I was alone I could catch up easily, but I can't ditch Amber cause she has to turn it off and I can't catch up while dragging her like this.

"Listen..." she said to Amber. "If Throw you-"

"No!" screeched Amber indignantly. "Whatever the end of that sentence is the answer is no!"

[Charlia]

Well, that didn't go so well.
That's an interesting ceiling pattern. I didn't notice it was covered with red blots before.
Oh, no, that's blood.
That's funny.
Why is there blood on the ceiling?
Oh, no, that's my blood.
How did my blood get on the ceiling?
No, it's in my eyes.
Well, I suppose there's one benefit to what they did--anyone else would probably have been killed, or at least have a lot of broken bones.
I'm just going to get a serious bruise.
And a few broken bones. Hope I didn't puncture a lung or anything.
Thank goodness for science, I guess. I think that's all that's keeping me alive right now.
She sat up and let out a quiet moan.
Note to self: never try to block a speeding oven.

"GRAH HA HA!" bellowed the oven as it continued on its path of carnage down the hall. "FOOLISH HUMAN! ALL WHO OPPOSE ME WILL BE CRUSHED BENEATH MY MIGHTY! STAIN RESISTANT FURNISHINGS!

"You know that is great idea," Called back Natalia as she ran. "I could only find sunflower oil though and I didn't know if it would work as well, you know someone should really go through and organise the condiments in there, put a system in place that'd-"

"-Umm...Ga...Ha...Now...Gah...Is not the time!" wheezed Amber faintly, between gasping breaths. Under Natalia’s mostly patient tutelage her fitness had increased a great deal but she was no where near her roommate’s level and being dragged along a a sprinting pace was over her level.

"I...can...turn it off," she huffed to Satoshi, focusing very hard on not falling over. "But...It's so agitated...I'd probably...Gah...Have to...Be touching it!"

"Huh," said Natalia, frowning as she stared at the back of the oven and doing some rapid calculations. If I was alone I could catch up easily, but I can't ditch Amber cause she has to turn it off and I can't catch up while dragging her like this.

"Listen..." she said to Amber. "If Throw you-"

"No!" screeched Amber indignantly. "Whatever the end of that sentence is the answer is no!"

...I can do this.
She flew after Amber, picking the girl up and depositing her a good ways in front of the oven. "Catch your breath quick, kid--I can't--" A sharp pain in her chest. Oh. That's not good at all.
And she blacked out.

[Cruxa]

Rowan comes to in the infirmary, looking a bit more dead than alive. He wonders if Ellie heard what happened to him... Getting off the hospital bed, he walks out to find the school security that girl Maya had mentioned.... he noticed that she had had some form of "programming" done to her as well. He wonders why no one wants his help, and the reason was fairly self-explanatory- they didn't know him or trust him. But, after what had happened, he doubts they will ever listen to him again. Oh, well, at least he could talk to Ellie.

[Raktio]

One of Bella's holiday things was sleeping in big time, and so therefor she was still snoozing away in her bed. However he planned late sleep in was disturbed by something crashing about in the hallways. As it came closer, making it obvious she wouldn't get any more sleep, Bella got up, and marched for the door. Only wearing a night gown, and very disgruntled, she forcfully opened the door and looked over to see what was causing all the ruckus, it was a freaking jumping oven. "You stupid annoying thiinnggg!" she yelled with a clearly pissed off tone, and getting louder each word. Raising her hand, she sent a blast of force at it, determined to send it back where it came from. Continuing to launch kinetic blast rays at it, while marching forwards. The blasts had enough for to knock cars over from all the induced kinetic force. Should it actually come close enough for melee, she fully intended to pummel it with a lot more force since she's practiced in forming her force field and self acceleration for while, and sort of wanted to do some real live testing with her current skill level.

[The GAmeTopians]

Scott sighed, staring at the rampant oven through his cameras.
"Let's put a stop to this," He murmured through the mic."
With lightning speed, he queued up several commands using his console. Using special suction and piston techniques he had installed in the floor, the oven's legs were stuck down and blocked by pistons. Meanwhile 2 security androids arrived and held it steadily, beckoning for Amber to come help.

[Lycanth]

One of Bella's holiday things was sleeping in big time, and so therefor she was still snoozing away in her bed. However he planned late sleep in was disturbed by something crashing about in the hallways. As it came closer, making it obvious she wouldn't get any more sleep, Bella got up, and marched for the door. Only wearing a night gown, and very disgruntled, she forcfully opened the door and looked over to see what was causing all the ruckus, it was a freaking jumping oven. "You stupid annoying thiinnggg!" she yelled with a clearly pissed off tone, and getting louder each word. Raising her hand, she sent a blast of force at it, determined to send it back where it came from. Continuing to launch kinetic blast rays at it, while marching forwards. The blasts had enough for to knock cars over from all the induced kinetic force. Should it actually come close enough for melee, she fully intended to pummel it with a lot more force since she's practiced in forming her force field and self acceleration for while, and sort of wanted to do some real live testing with her current skill level.

Willow, too, was sleeping in as not only a living oven crashed through the hallway but her roommate started yelling and throwing blasts around. Willow got out of her bed annoyed and yawned. "What in the hell is going on, Bel-" She noticed the oven then. "I-is that an oven?" At Bella's enraged attacks, the force knocked Willow on her back, exposing her underwear as she was only wearing those and a baggy T-shirt. Her face turned as red as the oven's fire and she quickly sat up and covered herself. "Why does this always fucking happen!? God damnit EHEG!" Suddenly, the hallway was filled with hundreds of spiders. "Just when shit started calming down a little this happens!" She stayed where she was, Belle and Claire crawling up to her and looking out in the hallway as hoards of spiders surrounded the oven, trying to bite it, smother it, web it, and anyone else that was in the hallway. "I swear, every time something happens here everyone and their damn dog gets to see my underwear!" Now even Claire, her black widow, and Belle, her Gooty Sapphire tarantula, were wound up. If anyone were to come through that door, they'd probably get bitten, multiple times.

[Cruxa]

One of Bella's holiday things was sleeping in big time, and so therefor she was still snoozing away in her bed. However he planned late sleep in was disturbed by something crashing about in the hallways. As it came closer, making it obvious she wouldn't get any more sleep, Bella got up, and marched for the door. Only wearing a night gown, and very disgruntled, she forcfully opened the door and looked over to see what was causing all the ruckus, it was a freaking jumping oven. "You stupid annoying thiinnggg!" she yelled with a clearly pissed off tone, and getting louder each word. Raising her hand, she sent a blast of force at it, determined to send it back where it came from. Continuing to launch kinetic blast rays at it, while marching forwards. The blasts had enough for to knock cars over from all the induced kinetic force. Should it actually come close enough for melee, she fully intended to pummel it with a lot more force since she's practiced in forming her force field and self acceleration for while, and sort of wanted to do some real live testing with her current skill level.

Rowan then walks into the dorm to be confronted by kinetic energy and an oven. He raises an eyebrow to Bella, hoping she's got a half-decent explanation for this- when he realizes his larynx will be damaged and he can't speak. So he walks into the dorm room, to see a frustrated Willow and a terrifying mas of spiders. Staying far from the door, he thought in, Is everything all right?

[Charlia]

Scott sighed, staring at the rampant oven through his cameras.
"Let's put a stop to this," He murmured through the mic."
With lightning speed, he queued up several commands using his console. Using special suction and piston techniques he had installed in the floor, the oven's legs were stuck down and blocked by pistons. Meanwhile 2 security androids arrived and held it steadily, beckoning for Amber to come help.

Unfortunately, one of those relieved of the fight couldn't celebrate.
"Oh, my... Gideon was right. They got it!" The scientist outside her cell turned to another excitedly. "Do you know how long I've wanted to get my hands on this one? Did you ever read the report?"
"Yeah, but I wasn't sure I believed it. Are you saying this is project 357?"
"You're looking at it!" He unlocked the door. "Come on, you're wanted in lab 7."
She winced, and followed quietly. She had learned that fighting them was rarely a good idea.
The dream shifted to another scene, another memory.
She knew she couldn't go on like this for much longer. Her lungs had started really burning an hour ago; she had stopped being able to feel her leg muscles even longer than that. But every time she stopped running, a scientist--tag said Anderson--shocked her. She had at least four burn marks from this session alone, and they hurt.
Well, he could shock her a thousand times if he wanted; this wasn't going to go on.
It was a relief to let go. The world narrowed down into a fuzzy dot, and even that disappeared. She sort of felt herself falling, and then the shocks came--once, twice, three times--but they were distant, a tiny sting, not true pain. Then she was lost.
It shifted again.
Ripping sounds and a new, searing pain brought her back. She blinked into white lights. Hospital lights; prison lights. They were pulling electrodes off her skin.
"Three and a half hours," Anderson was murmuring. "And its heart rate only increased by seventeen percent!"
It! she thought, and wanted to scream. I'm not an it!
But to the scientists, she was. Just another creature to study, some new amoeba, only with arms and legs and a voice and a mind of her own.
Or was it her own?
Again.
"What happened to it?"
"It attacked Anderson earlier. He hit it."
She was glad she had done it. She hated him. Hated all of them.
"You tell that idiot Anderson not to damage the project! Doesn't he realize how unique this subject is? This is 357, does he know how long we've been working on it?"
She wanted them all to die.
The last change, into the dream. The dream. The dream she loved. The dream she could dream--and had dreamed--over and over again. It started in darkness. But it didn't stay there.
She found herself in a dark room, a dungeon, filled with instruments of torture. The iron maiden, the rack, thumbscrews, and over on one wall a line of rusted weapons. She turned away, and nearly screamed as a shadow rose from the corner.
Michael.
He walked towards her slowly, and she tried to run, but her feet wouldn't work. He grabbed her hands and chained them above her head, letting her hang there as the metal cuffs bit into her skin. Then he hit her, and turned towards the horrible equipment, running his hands along them as if trying to decide what he was going to do to her first. She could barely breathe. What had she done to deserve this?
"Please, whatever it is I've done, I'm sorry!" she cried. He turned to her and grinned viciously, licking his lips as if he could taste her blood.
"You don't learn from apologies. You learn from pain."
"No!"
He came towards her and reached out. She tried to shrink back, but couldn't move.
"Please!"
His hand was millimeters away, and she took a deep breath--
The dream shifted. In truth, the scene had, of course, been nothing like this, but the dream exaggerated it. It only made the next part so much the better.
She lifted her head slowly, her face frozen in horror as her eyes met his, only inches away from her face. The closeness made her shiver, and she was glad when he pulled away. Then the tears came. She couldn't stop them. She cried, her body hanging from its chains, her wrists bleeding where the cuffs had dug through her skin, and she continued to cry. Then she heard a click. He was unchaining her.
"Go," he ordered, and she did, weeping quietly. He took the chains and left the cell, walking to a pool of water. He knelt by the bank, dipping the bloody chains in and washing every last speck of red away, and as he stood, he caught a reflection in the water.
It wasn't his.
He whirled around, and Charlotte pushed him in.
He flailed for the edge, but there were two forms on either side of him. Dr. White, and CH4, grabbing his legs and pulling him down as he reached out desperately for help. She stared at him coldly and shook her head.
She watched him gasp his last breaths and then disappear beneath the surface forever.
She turned and walked away slowly, and a smile spread across her face.
Everything faded into light.
Blessed light.
She had had the dream many times since her rescue, and never grew tired of it. True, the first few times she had felt sick when she woke, but over time the sickness had stopped, replaced by a feeling of joy and strength. Now she practically glowed. She was free. She was happy. She had found the love of her life, and love for her life.
She was truly free, and it was a feeling she would never tire of.
Unfortunately, that stupid oven had indeed punctured a lung.
So the feeling might not last long.

[Castle Crashers]

After a while of walking, Ellie finally made her way back to the kitchen area. Of course, she was stopped short when she saw blood on the ceiling. And the walls. And the floors. That, of course, was when she saw Charlotte's body. Motionless. Her breathing was painful, Ellie could already tell from where she was. A feeling of panic lit her up like fireworks, a crack of thunder sounding outside to match her dramatic change in emotion. "Oh my God!" Ellie cried, rushing to Charlotte's side. "What happened!? You need to get to the infirmary, right away!" She said with panic, not exactly wanting to touch the bleeding girl because of her unsanitary conditions. She knew, though, that if she had to, she would, even if she accidentally got flour on the girl.

[Charlia]

After a while of walking, Ellie finally made her way back to the kitchen area. Of course, she was stopped short when she saw blood on the ceiling. And the walls. And the floors. That, of course, was when she saw Charlotte's body. Motionless. Her breathing was painful, Ellie could already tell from where she was. A feeling of panic lit her up like fireworks, a crack of thunder sounding outside to match her dramatic change in emotion. "Oh my God!" Ellie cried, rushing to Charlotte's side. "What happened!? You need to get to the infirmary, right away!" She said with panic, not exactly wanting to touch the bleeding girl because of her unsanitary conditions. She knew, though, that if she had to, she would, even if she accidentally got flour on the girl.

Charlotte winced, forcing out words.
"Run over... by... oven. Think... lung's punctured..."

[The GAmeTopians]

After a while of walking, Ellie finally made her way back to the kitchen area. Of course, she was stopped short when she saw blood on the ceiling. And the walls. And the floors. That, of course, was when she saw Charlotte's body. Motionless. Her breathing was painful, Ellie could already tell from where she was. A feeling of panic lit her up like fireworks, a crack of thunder sounding outside to match her dramatic change in emotion. "Oh my God!" Ellie cried, rushing to Charlotte's side. "What happened!? You need to get to the infirmary, right away!" She said with panic, not exactly wanting to touch the bleeding girl because of her unsanitary conditions. She knew, though, that if she had to, she would, even if she accidentally got flour on the girl.

Charlotte winced, forcing out words.
"Run over... by... oven. Think... lung's punctured..."

One of the two security droids noticed and ran a command through the server. Yet another android appeared, and leaned over Charlotte, holding a pink rectangular medical patch in its hand.
"I'm going to use this to stabilize your wounds, OK? It's a mix of multiple healing abilities concentrated into a chemical formula."

[Charlia]

Charlotte winced, forcing out words.
"Run over... by... oven. Think... lung's punctured..."

One of the two security droids noticed and ran a command through the server. Yet another android appeared, and leaned over Charlotte, holding a pink rectangular medical patch in its hand.
"I'm going to use this to stabilize your wounds, OK? It's a mix of multiple healing abilities concentrated into a chemical formula."

"...okay..."
Normally, her genetic enhancements would have enabled her to heal by now, but it's hard for a lung to heal when there's a bone in it. A fracture? Easy. A cut vein? Easy. Something with a hole in it, say, a lung, or even the heart? Relatively easy, as long as nothing was blocking the hole.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.

[Cruxa]

Rowan waited for the morass of arachnids to evacuate the room so he could go in- he was radiating fear from the door, so much that he didn't really notice the half- naked Willow. Rowan tried to reach out to them telepathically. You guys are creeping me out, can you please leave? I'm very sorry if I seem rude.

[Shyluz]

With a flick of Hope Homegarde's baguette, Chrono was sent flying. It was so fast, the bread was just a mere blur in the air. Hope had her target. The boy with some semblance of martial skill. The boy was... Satoshi. She sprinted towards him, her body toned and perfected into a battle machine. Her baguette shining black from the soy sauce of slain enemies.

---

Gray Homegarde backed away slowly from the murderous Beth. He raised his hands, and in traditional Estonian fashion, he started sweating. Of course, this was the Gray that had lived as an underground musician and or gangster for most of his life. "Sorry Beth, I owe my little sister a favor, and I'm about to owe you a loaf of bread."

Gray lunged.

---

"I'm just going to go back nao..." Fritz said nervously, walking back towards the 4A area nervously, when he saw En laughing maniacally. Of course then En saw him. And you would never believe who he appeared as.

It was Chrono.

En blushed profusely, knowing that the person in front of her Fritz rather than Chrono. "Hiiii Fritz." En said, slowly picking up a pair of leeks.

"Hiiii En." Fritz replied, picking up a mop.

Simultaneously, the two charged into battle. Little known fact, in freshman year, Fritz and En had a thing. It ended badly.

And nao, it would end worse.

[The GAmeTopians]

One of the two security droids noticed and ran a command through the server. Yet another android appeared, and leaned over Charlotte, holding a pink rectangular medical patch in its hand.
"I'm going to use this to stabilize your wounds, OK? It's a mix of multiple healing abilities concentrated into a chemical formula."

"...okay..."
Normally, her genetic enhancements would have enabled her to heal by now, but it's hard for a lung to heal when there's a bone in it. A fracture? Easy. A cut vein? Easy. Something with a hole in it, say, a lung, or even the heart? Relatively easy, as long as nothing was blocking the hole.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.

The robot pressed the patch to the wound, and let the combination of the healing abilities and Scott's meddling do the trick.
Scott
Another screen lit up in the tech office as the patch activated, spilling thousands of nanites into the wounded areas. Statistic readouts detailed the wound condition, and Scott composed a series of detailed instructions to remedy the out of place bone.
"Ready... Now!" He hit Enter, and the nanites got busy. They slowly stacked to shove the bone out of the way and back into place, while the healing chemical slowly covered over the wound and encouraged the cells to multiply and heal.
As they did that, Scott kept an eye on the cameras, and grinned when he saw Fritz and En.
"Hiiiiii Fritz." He switched to a HAL9000 voice modulator. "I'm sorry Fritz. I'm afraid I can't let you do that."
He sent out another command and the floor under Fritz rippled, slipping under his feet to try to send him tumbling.

Sam
She busily cooked, not aware of the commotion around her. Not seeing Charlotte, she started to arrange her platter on her own. It was a beautiful arrangement, with slices of turkey layered like flower petals all around, sprinkled with stuffing, coming to the middle to show a center of mashed potatoes topped with honey glazed carrots.
"And... Done!"

[Charlia]

"...okay..."
Normally, her genetic enhancements would have enabled her to heal by now, but it's hard for a lung to heal when there's a bone in it. A fracture? Easy. A cut vein? Easy. Something with a hole in it, say, a lung, or even the heart? Relatively easy, as long as nothing was blocking the hole.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.

The robot pressed the patch to the wound, and let the combination of the healing abilities and Scott's meddling do the trick.
Scott
Another screen lit up in the tech office as the patch activated, spilling thousands of nanites into the wounded areas. Statistic readouts detailed the wound condition, and Scott composed a series of detailed instructions to remedy the out of place bone.
"Ready... Now!" He hit Enter, and the nanites got busy. They slowly stacked to shove the bone out of the way and back into place, while the healing chemical slowly covered over the wound and encouraged the cells to multiply and heal.
As they did that, Scott kept an eye on the cameras, and grinned when he saw Fritz and En.
"Hiiiiii Fritz." He switched to a HAL9000 voice modulator. "I'm sorry Fritz. I'm afraid I can't let you do that."
He sent out another command and the floor under Fritz rippled, slipping under his feet to try to send him tumbling.

Sam
She busily cooked, not aware of the commotion around her. Not seeing Charlotte, she started to arrange her platter on her own. It was a beautiful arrangement, with slices of turkey layered like flower petals all around, sprinkled with stuffing, coming to the middle to show a center of mashed potatoes topped with honey glazed carrots.
"And... Done!"

And heal the cells did. The genetic enhancements combined with the chemical formula sealed the wound at an incredible rate.
She looked at Sam sadly, but wasn't angry. She didn't think Sam would notice her in this state and then ignore her--she couldn't think that--so she just trusted that Sam was focused.
She had been focused like that, once.
And it had nearly ended in murder.
No, she wasn't going to think about that.
Sam was doing well.
Just keep thinking about Sam.

[North Arkana]

Maya didn't get involved in the commotion, as much as she wanted to have some fun, it wasn't exactly something she could participate in as a staff member. At least the cooking part. Keeping track of a rogue living oven was a different story. She was sorely tempted to go off an start dismantling the oven when it ran over Charlotte, but it seemed others had already gotten it under control. Scott's androids were taking care of Charlotte's injuries as well.
As Maya surveyed the aftermath of the oven incident, she noticed Natalia and blushed slightly. Despite the bad start the two had when they first met, Maya made sure to clear up any bad blood that remained between them. The two had gotten to know each other quite well, in more than one way, actually.
"Hey, so, uh... ovens these days...huh?"

[Cruxa]

Not getting an answer, Rowan decides to go participate in the food fight, taking a supple, half-baked baguette and seven regular baguettes in a cardboard box, sawing nocks with a bread knife into the baked breads, and usin spaghetti as a bowstring. He begins to shoot baguettes at people- first target, Beth.

[Shyluz]

En leaned over the sudden gap in the field. "Byeee Fritz." She said mockingly, waving at the falling boy until hit the deck with an 'oomph.' She dropped the leeks down after him. "Thankya Scotty!" She yelled, going back to poisoning the food of the foes.

Did Fritz really appear as Chrono. She thought, her face stone as she continued her devilish work. Nonono, that caaaaaaaaaaan't be right. She continud, shaking her head violently. No way in hell.

[Faal Lot Himdah]

Ajax Lysander

Ajax looked at Chrono, rather unimpressed. Ajax was balancing all of the things he had in the area, in one hand. He saw Chrono smile, and get up and walk away. Ajax then got back to work.

---

Alek "Chrono" Spring

Chrono got up smiling, It'll take a lot more than a baguette to stop me... he thought as he begun walking. No doubt the other classes where getting a head.... That would need to be stopped. He saw En heading to go "poison" more of the food of the foes, but she would be caught. A big distraction was needed.... Operation Bottom Drop was needed.

Chrono smiled as he time isolated, running to both other classes. His hands went to work. Dropping the pants of all the boys, and surgically taking the panties of all the girls. He time joined where everyone could see him, his hands full of panties. He smiled a taunting smile as he got ready to run, waiting for the simultaneous yelling of his name. He knew it was coming, it was only a matter of time.

[Empire of Donner land]

Well, this is a dumb dream. he thought as he walked through an endless white maze which had no walls or entrance or even an exit for that matter. No horizon and no sky, or atleast not a sky he recognized. He was in his regular clothes in the dream, while on the outside all he had was boxers and a white shirt. His regular clothes being a orange hoodie, blue jeans, regular black sneakers and a baseball cap that said "Top Gun". Why the hat was there he had no idea, he never recognized it before

Oh, wait, maybe it's one of those dreams for once!

Faron concentrated to make something happen. Not suprisingly nothing happened. Nope, just another damn white room. As always... these dreams were normal for him. Always a white room with nothing in it except him. He had grew up with it, gotten used to it. Until something really strange for him happened. In his dream he saw someone on the horizon. That's when he woke up. He felt It was someone he recognized deep inside, someone from his past.

His eyes slowly but surely ached open. The sounds of fighting distant from where he knew the door was, echoing inside. He saw infront of him just black until he moved his head. He moved his head above the blanket. This wasn't his room, not by a long shot. Then he remembered that before Willow's room mate returned the day before T-Day he slept on Willow's bed with her. He didn't see anyone in the room, atleast not yet. He let out a small groan.

[Cruxa]

Ajax Lysander

Ajax looked at Chrono, rather unimpressed. Ajax was balancing all of the things he had in the area, in one hand. He saw Chrono smile, and get up and walk away. Ajax then got back to work.

---

Alek "Chrono" Spring

Chrono got up smiling, It'll take a lot more than a baguette to stop me... he thought as he begun walking. No doubt the other classes where getting a head.... That would need to be stopped. He saw En heading to go "poison" more of the food of the foes, but she would be caught. A big distraction was needed.... Operation Bottom Drop was needed.

Chrono smiled as he time isolated, running to both other classes. His hands went to work. Dropping the pants of all the boys, and surgically taking the panties of all the girls. He time joined where everyone could see him, his hands full of panties. He smiled a taunting smile as he got ready to run, waiting for the simultaneous yelling of his name. He knew it was coming, it was only a matter of time.

Rowan, who managed to get his pants back up rather quickly, shot a baguette right at Chrono's eye.