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

[Lycanth]

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.

Willow looked towards her bed, remembering that Faron was asleep still in her bed. She blushed and walked over to him, slightly calmer now. She didn't bother to do anything about the spiders in the hall, just focused on waking up Faron. Well, at least he didn't see all that. She smiled at his groan and kissed his forehead, sitting on the bed. "How you can sleep through that racket I'll never know." Her face was still flushed and she played with her shirt awkwardly, wishing her exposure hadn't occurred. Again.

[Empire of Donner land]

Faron's eyes fully opened slowly. "Oh please." He said while reading her mind, he spoke with a groggy and tired voice. "Its nothing I haven't seen before." He said refering to her accident. He smirked hiding it below the blanket with only his eyes to be seen. He just wanted to stay in the bed under the warm blankets. Getting clothed was unimportant to him, sleeping was. "Thanksgiving is it?" He got up and sat under the blankets behind Willow and hugged her.

[Lycanth]

Faron's eyes fully opened slowly. "Oh please." He said while reading her mind, he spoke with a groggy and tired voice. "Its nothing I haven't seen before." He said refering to her accident. He smirked hiding it below the blanket with only his eyes to be seen. He just wanted to stay in the bed under the warm blankets. Getting clothed was unimportant to him, sleeping was. "Thanksgiving is it?" He got up and sat under the blankets behind Willow and hugged her.

Willow blushed and leaned back against him, elbowing him in the ribs. "Turd shit." She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying his embrace. Did I mention I sort of recreated the Mop Bucket Racing spider incident? It just...sort of happened. Everyone in the hallway saw! I got embarrassed... a couple small spiders crawled across the bed, racing for the door and out into the hallway to join their fellow arachnids in the assault on the metal oven beast. "I'm such a mess..." She sighed, snuggling against him.

[Saleon]

Wi

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.

Beth did not flinch as Gray charged at her. Rather, Beth was quick to turn his fighting style against him. His first punch she dodged, exposing his back ever slightly. She gave him a quick chop about the spine. This did not deter him. He rotated his fist abound his body. She blocked the strike, to be rebutted with a flurry of fist strokes. they all exposed him in some fashion, but his speed posed a problem. She looked for the perfect moment to turn the tide.

He gave one last sweeping fist to the left. The momentary extra microsecond allowed her the chance to duck with perfect rapport. She delivered a grueling upper punch to his windpipes, his body was lifted off his feet for a second. She gave him a twirling kick with tremendous force, sending him flying, and sending him, unconscious. He slammed on the side of the building.

"I can tell you were trained by Cordoni, the MMA team captain," she retorted, "you see, I trained Cordoni."

[Charlia]

The brain explosion came again while she was daydreaming.
One moment she was lost in a daydream where she was strolling lazily through a field of yellow flowers, like some stupid commercial, and the next she had jackknifed into a sitting position, holding her head and feeling like this was it: darkness had come for her and it wasn't taking no for an answer.
Her breaths were tight hisses. Jagged shards of pain lanced through her skull, and she heard herself whimper quietly. Please let it be fast, she begged God. Please just end it, end it, end it now. Please, please, please. Her face was awash with tears. If she had been standing on a cliff, nothing could have kept her from throwing herself off. With her wings tucked in.
Inside her brain, images flashed incomprehensibly, making her feel sick, assaulting her senses with words, pictures, sounds. A voice crying out. Maybe it was hers. Her teeth were clenched so hard her jaw ached, and then she tasted blood--she had bitten into her lip. When was she going to see the proverbial tunnel of white light? The people waiting on the other side, smiling and reaching out to embrace her?
Didn't kids with wings go to heaven?
Then the pain ebbed again.
It was always like this.
After she had one of her fights with the mental programming, the chip attached to her brain stem sent waves of agony, as if punishing her for rebelling, but it hurt less and less each time. Which was a blessing, because the chip could never be removed. It was too integrated into her nervous system, removing it would either leave her severely brain damaged--or dead.
The first time, she had nearly died.
The second time, she wished she could.
The next time, who knew what would happen?

[Empire of Donner land]

Faron felt her elbow hit him and he winced slightly. He was again reminded how strong she really was. That or how weak he really was. "Hey, it's true! Why just last night..." he teased. He saw the spiders crawl across the bed, the school still aparently had a arachnid problem. He listened to what she said in her mind and shook his head. "What am I going to do with you." He said smiling. He was used to things like this by now, he wasn't scared of it either. He had officially adopted EHEG as a home. He shrugged while hugging her and let go. He got up off the bed grabbing his hoodie he had hid under the bed in the first place.

[The GAmeTopians]

The brain explosion came again while she was daydreaming.
One moment she was lost in a daydream where she was strolling lazily through a field of yellow flowers, like some stupid commercial, and the next she had jackknifed into a sitting position, holding her head and feeling like this was it: darkness had come for her and it wasn't taking no for an answer.
Her breaths were tight hisses. Jagged shards of pain lanced through her skull, and she heard herself whimper quietly. Please let it be fast, she begged God. Please just end it, end it, end it now. Please, please, please. Her face was awash with tears. If she had been standing on a cliff, nothing could have kept her from throwing herself off. With her wings tucked in.
Inside her brain, images flashed incomprehensibly, making her feel sick, assaulting her senses with words, pictures, sounds. A voice crying out. Maybe it was hers. Her teeth were clenched so hard her jaw ached, and then she tasted blood--she had bitten into her lip. When was she going to see the proverbial tunnel of white light? The people waiting on the other side, smiling and reaching out to embrace her?
Didn't kids with wings go to heaven?
Then the pain ebbed again.
It was always like this.
After she had one of her fights with the mental programming, the chip attached to her brain stem sent waves of agony, as if punishing her for rebelling, but it hurt less and less each time. Which was a blessing, because the chip could never be removed. It was too integrated into her nervous system, removing it would either leave her severely brain damaged--or dead.
The first time, she had nearly died.
The second time, she wished she could.
The next time, who knew what would happen?

Finally finished with the platter, Sam looked over and saw Charlotte. She walked over, and leaned over Charlotte.
"Are you OK?"
She was really worried. Don't be PTSD, DON'T BE PTSD...

[Charlia]

The brain explosion came again while she was daydreaming.
One moment she was lost in a daydream where she was strolling lazily through a field of yellow flowers, like some stupid commercial, and the next she had jackknifed into a sitting position, holding her head and feeling like this was it: darkness had come for her and it wasn't taking no for an answer.
Her breaths were tight hisses. Jagged shards of pain lanced through her skull, and she heard herself whimper quietly. Please let it be fast, she begged God. Please just end it, end it, end it now. Please, please, please. Her face was awash with tears. If she had been standing on a cliff, nothing could have kept her from throwing herself off. With her wings tucked in.
Inside her brain, images flashed incomprehensibly, making her feel sick, assaulting her senses with words, pictures, sounds. A voice crying out. Maybe it was hers. Her teeth were clenched so hard her jaw ached, and then she tasted blood--she had bitten into her lip. When was she going to see the proverbial tunnel of white light? The people waiting on the other side, smiling and reaching out to embrace her?
Didn't kids with wings go to heaven?
Then the pain ebbed again.
It was always like this.
After she had one of her fights with the mental programming, the chip attached to her brain stem sent waves of agony, as if punishing her for rebelling, but it hurt less and less each time. Which was a blessing, because the chip could never be removed. It was too integrated into her nervous system, removing it would either leave her severely brain damaged--or dead.
The first time, she had nearly died.
The second time, she wished she could.
The next time, who knew what would happen?

Finally finished with the platter, Sam looked over and saw Charlotte. She walked over, and leaned over Charlotte.
"Are you OK?"

Her voice was still pained, but mostly better. "Yeah... just got pestered by a mind reader, run over by a living oven, had my lung punctured, and then on top of that the mind reader made the stupid chip act up..." She forced a smile. "So yeah, normal stuff."

[The GAmeTopians]

Finally finished with the platter, Sam looked over and saw Charlotte. She walked over, and leaned over Charlotte.
"Are you OK?"

Her voice was still pained, but mostly better. "Yeah... just got pestered by a mind reader, run over by a living oven, had my lung punctured, and then on top of that the mind reader made the stupid chip act up..." She forced a smile. "So yeah, normal stuff."

Sam looked over at the beautiful platter, and blushed.
"Oh. Sorry." She blinked, then grinned. "Maybe I can make it up to you?"
She brought an arm around Charlotte and pulled her into a hug, before pressing her lips tightly to Charlotte's.

[Lycanth]

Faron felt her elbow hit him and he winced slightly. He was again reminded how strong she really was. That or how weak he really was. "Hey, it's true! Why just last night..." he teased. He saw the spiders crawl across the bed, the school still aparently had a arachnid problem. He listened to what she said in her mind and shook his head. "What am I going to do with you." He said smiling. He was used to things like this by now, he wasn't scared of it either. He had officially adopted EHEG as a home. He shrugged while hugging her and let go. He got up off the bed grabbing his hoodie he had hid under the bed in the first place.

She blushed more and started to calm down more. "Well...there's a few things~" She said smirking. She stood up and walked to her dresser, digging out a pair of torn jeans and a tank top that had a Five Finger Death Punch logo on it. She pulled her clothes on and peeked outside. "Um, Bella, maybe we should close the door before someone or something comes in..." She said reaching for the door knob. This place just never gets old does it? Claire crawled up onto her shoulder and Belle crawled up onto Bella's bed, looking at her in question.

[Charlia]

Her voice was still pained, but mostly better. "Yeah... just got pestered by a mind reader, run over by a living oven, had my lung punctured, and then on top of that the mind reader made the stupid chip act up..." She forced a smile. "So yeah, normal stuff."

Sam looked over at the beautiful platter, and blushed.
"Oh. Sorry." She blinked, then grinned. "Maybe I can make it up to you?"
She brought an arm around Charlotte and pulled her into a hug, before pressing her lips tightly to Charlotte's.

Well that wasn't exactly what I expected.
I'm not flinching or pulling away.
Progress!
Her mind was moving, but she wasn't. She was just sitting there and enjoying the kiss.

[Protestant England and Germany]

William "BJ" Cartwright

"Jesus, I can't find anything in this school." BJ said as he walked down the halls of EHEG. He sighed as he checked his schedule, and couldn't understand that. "I need to find someone to help me understand this crap, but after I grab a little snack from the vending machine." He said, as he walked down the hallway towards the cafeteria. He rounded the corner and found himself at the doors of the cafeteria, but there was something wrong. He stopped as soon as he walked in the door. "Sweet Mother of Mary Moses." He said as he stared at the carnage. Tables were over turned and food was splattered every where, and to make matters worse, he couldn't find the vending machine. "Well time to head off to the offices, maybe they can make sense of this convoluted thing." He walked off in the direction he thought the offices were.

[Empire of Donner land]

Faron felt her elbow hit him and he winced slightly. He was again reminded how strong she really was. That or how weak he really was. "Hey, it's true! Why just last night..." he teased. He saw the spiders crawl across the bed, the school still aparently had a arachnid problem. He listened to what she said in her mind and shook his head. "What am I going to do with you." He said smiling. He was used to things like this by now, he wasn't scared of it either. He had officially adopted EHEG as a home. He shrugged while hugging her and let go. He got up off the bed grabbing his hoodie he had hid under the bed in the first place.

She blushed more and started to calm down more. "Well...there's a few things~" She said smirking. She stood up and walked to her dresser, digging out a pair of torn jeans and a tank top that had a Five Finger Death Punch logo on it. She pulled her clothes on and peeked outside. "Um, Bella, maybe we should close the door before someone or something comes in..." She said reaching for the door knob. This place just never gets old does it? Claire crawled up onto her shoulder and Belle crawled up onto Bella's bed, looking at her in question.

Faron eyed Willow while putting on his orange hoodie as she said that "Well it's been a few months... you are sure you're ready for that after last night?" He said both joking and being serious. Then he heard the name of Willow's room mate. He had not noticed her since he got up. He froze as he got his pants from the floor. "H-heh. Sorry.... Bella." He was embarrased and almost ashamed after talking like that infront of another person. He walked over to Willow in his Bare feet sticking out of his jeans and whispered to her. "You didn't tell me she was in here!"

[Cruxa]

Rowan decided he'd knock on this door, and try to make some friends, because all he got from the day was a crush and an enemy. He waited for a response from the three people inside- Willow, someone called Bella, and a guy whose name the poster is blanking on.

[The Templar High Council]

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.

Still following the raging oven, albeit much calmer now, Satoshi chased the beast through the T-Day Kitchen War. It continued trying to attack 4A students, and Satoshi was now wondering whether he should stop it or not... until he noticed someone running directly at him; a girl with a baguette, covered in the blood of her enemies... 's food. Before she reached him, Satoshi crouched into a fighting stance, prepared to throw Hope over his shoulder.

[The Olog-Hai]

"So, uh, Ellie, how'd you uh, get covered in flour? It doesn't seem like that sort of thing happens every day. I guess maybe you were helping cook...? Isn't it something like Thanksgiving? Where I came from, I didn't have dependable access to a calendar." Tikhomir says, not quite sure of himself.
Godammit. First attempt to make friends in this place, and I feel like I'm already screwing up.

[Lycanth]

She blushed more and started to calm down more. "Well...there's a few things~" She said smirking. She stood up and walked to her dresser, digging out a pair of torn jeans and a tank top that had a Five Finger Death Punch logo on it. She pulled her clothes on and peeked outside. "Um, Bella, maybe we should close the door before someone or something comes in..." She said reaching for the door knob. This place just never gets old does it? Claire crawled up onto her shoulder and Belle crawled up onto Bella's bed, looking at her in question.

Faron eyed Willow while putting on his orange hoodie as she said that "Well it's been a few months... you are sure you're ready for that after last night?" He said both joking and being serious. Then he heard the name of Willow's room mate. He had not noticed her since he got up. He froze as he got his pants from the floor. "H-heh. Sorry.... Bella." He was embarrased and almost ashamed after talking like that infront of another person. He walked over to Willow in his Bare feet sticking out of his jeans and whispered to her. "You didn't tell me she was in here!"

Willow covered a laugh and pecked his cheek. "She's my roommate! Of course she's gonna be in here!" She whispered back, playfully tapping his nose. "I mean, it's not like we did muucchhh...~" It was PG-13... she thought to him. She knew Bella wouldn't care. Day one she hinted at it saying she'd give them privacy if...need be. Willow blushed at that thought and realized what Faron said. She blushed even harder. She hid herself in the jacket she grabbed, pressing it to her face and blushing like a mad woman. "D-d-d-don't put those images in my head!" Baka!had to She curled up on the bed, face still in her jacket, mind thinking...interesting things.

[Raktio]

Realising that Fanon was awake she just simply told him, "sorry, that thing woke me up earlier," she implied the ferocious oven. "However I imagine you two would appreciate some private time, so I'm sending this thing back to the abyss where it belongs." Still only in her almost scandalous night gown, she turned her focus completely on the oven, and began pressing the assault. Walking forwards down the hall, she launched another nasty kinetic force beam, which sent it flying backwards a good distance.

[Empire of Donner land]

Faron eyed Willow while putting on his orange hoodie as she said that "Well it's been a few months... you are sure you're ready for that after last night?" He said both joking and being serious. Then he heard the name of Willow's room mate. He had not noticed her since he got up. He froze as he got his pants from the floor. "H-heh. Sorry.... Bella." He was embarrased and almost ashamed after talking like that infront of another person. He walked over to Willow in his Bare feet sticking out of his jeans and whispered to her. "You didn't tell me she was in here!"

Willow covered a laugh and pecked his cheek. "She's my roommate! Of course she's gonna be in here!" She whispered back, playfully tapping his nose. "I mean, it's not like we did muucchhh...~" It was PG-13... she thought to him. She knew Bella wouldn't care. Day one she hinted at it saying she'd give them privacy if...need be. Willow blushed at that thought and realized what Faron said. She blushed even harder. She hid herself in the jacket she grabbed, pressing it to her face and blushing like a mad woman. "D-d-d-don't put those images in my head!" Baka!had to She curled up on the bed, face still in her jacket, mind thinking...interesting things.

"Mean word for a nice person like you." Faron whispered. He smiled placing his hand on her shoulder and sitting next to her. "Wait, what do you mean we didn't do much? We've got to get the record straight on what is and what is 'much'." He leaned over and kissed her neck.

Realising that Fanon was awake she just simply told him, "sorry, that thing woke me up earlier," she implied the ferocious oven. "However I imagine you two would appreciate some private time, so I'm sending this thing back to the abyss where it belongs." Still only in her almost scandalous night gown, she turned her focus completely on the oven, and began pressing the assault. Walking forwards down the hall, she launched another nasty kinetic force beam, which sent it flying backwards a good distance.

Oh, that wasn't the reaction I was expecting, hm. Faron was suprised, he felt like he was going to be told off or something before that. Faron did know she didn't care that much and respected their privacy. That's about as much as he could ask for. He looked over to Willow. "Weellll.....?"

[The GAmeTopians]

Sam reluctantly broke off the kiss, and looked over to the platter.
"Do you know if the pie ever got finished?" She asked softly.

[Charlia]

Sam reluctantly broke off the kiss, and looked over to the platter.
"Do you know if the pie ever got finished?" She asked softly.

Charlotte raised an eyebrow at this.
"Sam, my dear girl, allow me to reiterate. I just had my mind invaded, and was then run over by an oven which punctured my lung, after which the tiny computer embedded in my brain tried to kill me. However, during all of this, I made time to check and see if somebody finished a pie...
Okay, I don't think it ever got finished." She grinned.

[The GAmeTopians]

Sam reluctantly broke off the kiss, and looked over to the platter.
"Do you know if the pie ever got finished?" She asked softly.

Charlotte raised an eyebrow at this.
"Sam, my dear girl, allow me to reiterate. I just had my mind invaded, and was then run over by an oven which punctured my lung, after which the tiny computer embedded in my brain tried to kill me. However, during all of this, I made time to check and see if somebody finished a pie...
Okay, I don't think it ever got finished." She grinned.

Sam rolled her eyes, then grinned right back.
"Well then, let's finish it shall we?" She grabbed what remained of the pie and got to work, while saying to Charlotte,
"We should be able to construct something in the microwave to remedy our lack of an oven."

[Charlia]

Charlotte raised an eyebrow at this.
"Sam, my dear girl, allow me to reiterate. I just had my mind invaded, and was then run over by an oven which punctured my lung, after which the tiny computer embedded in my brain tried to kill me. However, during all of this, I made time to check and see if somebody finished a pie...
Okay, I don't think it ever got finished." She grinned.

Sam rolled her eyes, then grinned right back.
"Well then, let's finish it shall we?" She grabbed what remained of the pie and got to work, while saying to Charlotte,
"We should be able to construct something in the microwave to remedy our lack of an oven."

Charlotte nodded. She might not have been able to cook very well, but her detail-oriented mind combined with the computer could definitely multitask.
For one thing, giving new meaning to the term 'microwave oven'.
And then there was just making the strips for the traditional lattice covering, which was incredibly fun for some reason.

[Lycanth]

Willow covered a laugh and pecked his cheek. "She's my roommate! Of course she's gonna be in here!" She whispered back, playfully tapping his nose. "I mean, it's not like we did muucchhh...~" It was PG-13... she thought to him. She knew Bella wouldn't care. Day one she hinted at it saying she'd give them privacy if...need be. Willow blushed at that thought and realized what Faron said. She blushed even harder. She hid herself in the jacket she grabbed, pressing it to her face and blushing like a mad woman. "D-d-d-don't put those images in my head!" Baka!had to She curled up on the bed, face still in her jacket, mind thinking...interesting things.

"Mean word for a nice person like you." Faron whispered. He smiled placing his hand on her shoulder and sitting next to her. "Wait, what do you mean we didn't do much? We've got to get the record straight on what is and what is 'much'." He leaned over and kissed her neck.

Realising that Fanon was awake she just simply told him, "sorry, that thing woke me up earlier," she implied the ferocious oven. "However I imagine you two would appreciate some private time, so I'm sending this thing back to the abyss where it belongs." Still only in her almost scandalous night gown, she turned her focus completely on the oven, and began pressing the assault. Walking forwards down the hall, she launched another nasty kinetic force beam, which sent it flying backwards a good distance.

Oh, that wasn't the reaction I was expecting, hm. Faron was suprised, he felt like he was going to be told off or something before that. Faron did know she didn't care that much and respected their privacy. That's about as much as he could ask for. He looked over to Aillow. "Weellll.....?"

Willow blushed madly and bit her lip when he kissed her neck. She hid in her jacket more and grinned like an idiot. Not the time and place, Mister Mind Reader! It's so unfair! She thought playfully. I have to work and guess your likes and dislikes, you can just peer into my brain and find mine you little...booger. She peeked an eye at him, her cheeks rosy red. "We can talk about that later...~" She nipped his neck quickly then resumed hiding behind her jacket. It was a game she liked to play, one she always lost. It was fun nonetheless. "You'll have get that answer on your own." She winked and started playing with Claire, pretending to ignore Faron playfully.

[Raktio]

Every few bounces forwards, with its frustrated growl, she sent it three time further back. At the corners she had to get into close combat, but with kinetic projections, she kept it backed against the wall. Slowly and steadily shs continued to push it back to the kitchen, and finally got it to the door. With one final assault, she sent it flying through the doorway and into the kitchen incidentally using her whole body for the conduit rather than just her hands. The results hax two effects, one the animated oven shot across the kitchen at dangerous projectile speed, and two her night gown ripped itself off of her.

Standing there she glared into the room with wild bedhead hear, and only wearing her bra and panties. She was well past being sensitive about being in her underwear, and mostly annoyed at the destruction of her night gown due to lack of control. Across the kitchen, the oven was partially embedded into a half destroyed counter, and a table in the middle of the room was mostly destroyed due to the oven flying through it.