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Patrick OConner
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Postby Patrick OConner » Fri Sep 09, 2016 12:38 pm

Coraspia wrote:Savenna, Grace and Gabriel

Surprisingly, it was Gabriel who was first on his feet out of the three of them, his hands outstretched, power ready at hand. He'd spotted the attackers mental signatures early, and was ready for the outbreak of hostilities. As he moved to stand beside Stephan, he felt Grace just slightly brush against his shoulder: aside from that though the cyborg was still. She stood their, her plasma gun unfolded from the metal plate on her arm, her body exuding a slight heat and a low hum. Behind the siblings stood Savenna, unnoticed. In her hand was a rather unadorned, plain silvery sword which she held with expert positioning in a defencive stance. Grace shivered: she'd seen that sword in use before. She did not envy those that would face it this time.


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Stattr wrote:Stephan

Stephan turned as he heard humming and face-palmed. "Guys, relax. I'm going to go talk to them. Nicholas, I'm not gonna betray you. I promise. You're my comrade now." He smiled slightly and stepped through the opening and he himself closed it back up and began to walk up the ice steps he made to the top of the cliff. "JESSE! PATRICK! It's me Stephan! Ease up on the guns! I'm coming up!" He yelled from just below the cliff and popped his yellow frizzy head u so they could see only his face for the time being until they lowered the weapons. God I hope the twins and that lady and Nicholas don't do anything stupid while i'm up here try to talk these guys out of shooting Nickolas dead...


Nicholas smiled at the word 'comrade.' He hadn't heard that in a long time. He closed up the ice wall behind Stephen, and waited. He didn't mind fighting the teachers, but if they could get out nonviolently, that much the better.


Patrick and Jesse weapons both snap over and aim unwaveringly at Stephans head on pure instinct. Both were cool, calm and collected. And ready for a fight, practically itching for one. Jesse and Patrick minds finally register that it is a Stephan a student and they lower there weapons so they are not pointing at him directly. No need to be rude, yet.
"STEPHAN" Jesse calls out "COME ON OUT WE WONT SHOOT"
"Yeb" mutters Patrick through a broken nose..
Patrick and Jesse inch closer to the mouth of the cave with a hair trigger ready to respond to any slight threat with extreme violently.
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Postby New Antonalia » Fri Sep 09, 2016 6:45 pm

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New Antonalia wrote:He watched her smile and laugh, and he smiled as well, that is until her snowball hit him in the stomach. He laughed as he wiped the snow from his jacket. "I hope you know what you're getting into." He said tossing another at her, sparking a fierce exchange of snowballs.

"Do I care is the question?" She laughed as she got hit in the shoulder by his next one and throughout the fight managed to make a wall of sorts to hide behind and make snowballs. The exchange would last quite sometime as they had time to spare, unaware of the auditorium incident.

By the end of it, Johann was covered in ice from the melted snow. "I think I look like a regular ice sculpture." He said, doing his best not to shiver. "Though I think another round of Hot Chocolate is in order. But you're buying this time, it's only fair."
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Postby Stattr » Fri Sep 09, 2016 7:02 pm

New Antonalia wrote:
Stattr wrote:"Do I care is the question?" She laughed as she got hit in the shoulder by his next one and throughout the fight managed to make a wall of sorts to hide behind and make snowballs. The exchange would last quite sometime as they had time to spare, unaware of the auditorium incident.

By the end of it, Johann was covered in ice from the melted snow. "I think I look like a regular ice sculpture." He said, doing his best not to shiver. "Though I think another round of Hot Chocolate is in order. But you're buying this time, it's only fair."

By the end of the massive snowball fight Zaphina was soaking wet with water, and it was slowly freeing onto her and making her clothes hard with ice. her lips were purple and her eyes red and her skin pale. "I-i-i- th-h-h-hhinkkkk sooo tooo." She suttered out and slowly began to walk back to the entrance. her feet hurt badly from the cold and she couldn't move her hands. She slowly started to walk, wincing as she placed each foot down.
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Postby New Antonalia » Fri Sep 09, 2016 7:51 pm

Stattr wrote:
New Antonalia wrote:By the end of it, Johann was covered in ice from the melted snow. "I think I look like a regular ice sculpture." He said, doing his best not to shiver. "Though I think another round of Hot Chocolate is in order. But you're buying this time, it's only fair."

By the end of the massive snowball fight Zaphina was soaking wet with water, and it was slowly freeing onto her and making her clothes hard with ice. her lips were purple and her eyes red and her skin pale. "I-i-i- th-h-h-hhinkkkk sooo tooo." She suttered out and slowly began to walk back to the entrance. her feet hurt badly from the cold and she couldn't move her hands. She slowly started to walk, wincing as she placed each foot down.

Seeing Zaphina's discomfort, Johann simply swept her off her feet, and carried her inside. "Allow me." He said, as he did so. When they got inside, instead of going they went to her room where he removed her wet jacket and put a blanket around her. Johann, changed into a black silk shirt with matching pants and shoes at the snap of his finger. "So that happened. Apparently the void now contains a large selection of all sorts of cloths. Although I don't know if it'll work on you."
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Postby New Chilokver » Fri Sep 09, 2016 10:44 pm

Eliza Vapore- Teacher


"Forever and ever."

Always

She felt so.. secure in his embrace. He was there, holding her, tangible, physical. Eternally perfect, eternally there to protect her. Eliza raced, her heartbeat and breath speeding up into a fast sprint. Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum ba-dum badumbadumbadum... Her soft, full lips kissed his neck, moved up his collarbones, brushed gently along his cheeks. Took his mouth in hers. Tasted him. It was a sweet taste, so perfect, so pure. A rich ambrosia to go with the chemical cocktail swirling within her brain.

Breathe in, breathe out. Slowly, steadily, she gave in and fell to her desires, pushing both of them down onto the sofa.

Take me.

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Postby Dilange » Sat Sep 10, 2016 9:53 am

Stattr wrote:Seras Victoria
Seras smiled. She felt better. Once they reached the auditorium however, she frowned, everyone was gone. "oh, seems like we missed the speech. i'm going to be in trouble later from my master... Big trouble." She giggled. "COME captain! I'll show you where the teachers hide and stuff." She gestured for him to follow her down the hallway still.

The man had followed into the auditorium where it had been emptied for a while, only to see a bit of the girl's disappointment about missing the speech and to see everyone. "Hmm. I guess we were a tad late to the party." The captain said as he fixed his heavy fur cloak, while still holding the ancient book underneath the warmth of the cloth. He turned to see the girl then take off down the hallway, after not paying attention to her while she was off looking for the teachers. The captain sighed with a light and friendly chuckle and ran off after her, trying to hang onto the heavy cloak as he tried to keep up.

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Postby The Burning Sun » Sat Sep 10, 2016 2:54 pm

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The Burning Sun wrote:For a moment, everything was peaceful. The infirmary(as a nearby sign suggested) was oddly...vacant for a school filled with such dangerous people, but Miku didn't really mind. She preferred her solitude. It gave her time to thin-

Hello, welcome to the infirmary.

Reacting on instinct, she instantly snapped to attention and scanned for the threat, more glowing ephemeral barriers crackling into existence around her. A few nearby tables and their contents crashed to the ground, but Miku ignored them. As her instructors had constantly told her, psychic attacks were her one weakness. Apparently, strong faith would ward them off, but for some reason she had the feeling that DETERMINATION would do fuck all to get in the way of someone ripping her mind to shreds.

Still, she wasn't completely helpless. She pulled a small rectangle of paper covered in blue script out of an inner pocket and dispelled the barriers, since it wasn't likely that they would be of any use. Cautiously, she stepped into the dimly lit infirmary, wary of any sudden danger.

"Who are you?" she called out. "I don't really like people messing with my head, so if you could just fuck off or talk like a normal person that would be great."

Just stepping out of her room, Vera entered the main body of the infirmary, the visitor still obscured from her vision by the room decor. Vera did not see the scene of shields and magic that the girl had displayed, attention vested in leaving her room in proper state before leaving it. As Vera turned on the lights, she heard a voice penetrate the air.

"Who are you?" it called, displaying a mixture of fear and slight annoyance. "I don't really like people messing with my head, so if you could just fuck off or talk like a normal person that would be great."

Vera blinked, not sure how to react. The voice was definitely female. She bit her lip to keep her composure when the girl called her out for using telepathy to speak. Vera had always been sensitive, it was one of the reasons that she was not the perfect clone for Medina. One of the many reasons, actually.

Finally moving into range of the girl, Vera smiled awkwardly and waved.

I'm sorry if I startled you...I am mute.

Relieved, yet still cautious, Miku waited as the lights snapped on and a girl, presumably the master of the infirmary and its sole occupant, entered her vision from the far side of the room. She didn't seem dangerous in any way, although considering that this was a school infirmary, that was probably to be expected. Feeling somewhat silly for getting alarmed so easily, Miku sighed and glanced around at the small mess she made. Luckily, the girl seemed unaware that it was her fault, and so rather than apologize or even wave back, Miku just stared at her and smirked a bit. Only to end up wincing as her mental(and yet still female) voice invaded her head yet again.

"Right..." She rocked back on her heels as she considered the new piece of information. Even if the infirmary seemed unusually empty for a school full of superpowered adolescents, it was probably best not to piss her off. After a few moments of awkward silence, Miku stepped forwards and spasmodically bowed in the girl's general direction. "My name is Akatsuki Miku, I'm a new transfer student, could you please tell me where to go."

Straightening up, she idly rubbed her chin, before opening her mouth again as a sudden thought struck her. "Also," she began in a voice filled with exasperation, "my first name is the second one. I know, you probably think it's weird, but that's how we do it in Japan." She shrugged a bit, then decided to stand still. If the girl could help her, she would. If she couldn't, there wasn't any point in engaging in meaningless small talk. Best to get right to the heart of the matter, really.
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Postby Arstotzkas » Sat Sep 10, 2016 5:59 pm

Coraspia wrote:Gabriel and Grace

"So you didn't get in the same way?" Grace asked. "Savenna isn't hear with you?" If savenna was hear, their grandfather was alive. Savenna was fiercely loyal to him...she'd go down before Moore did. "Oh..." she continued, "I very much doubt you have the best of intentions in their. Given that that generator is what I use to keep me alive...no."

Jonas

"I'm sure he can't be all bad," Jonas told him. "Nobody is. How he reacts to the present should be a good sign...if he still likes reading those books then unless he's decided that everything that comes from you is somehow tainted he'll enjoy it."

They almost walked into Antonin Caliveros on his way out of leaving the auditorium, and Jonas explained the situation to him. To say that Jonas believed Caliveros to be odd was an understatement. He wasn't sure if the man had a screw loose...to be brutally honest he suspected that one would struggle to find one tight in him.
"Uhm..." he began, thoughtfully. 2Their is a careful balance that the principal is currently failing to respect. The balance between school and home. One day a year disturbs this balance greatly, which cannot possibly be allowed to go ahead. I will speak with her, in order to redress the balance."

With that, Caliveros walked off smiling, tracked the Principal to her office using her mental signature and wrapped on the door smartly a few times.


"Come in" Victoria calls and the door automatically opens for him. When he steps into the office, he would find that it was minimally decorated, with just a few pictures, files and micelounous things lying around. It seemed like she had just moved in, the neat and tidy office served as an interesting contrast to Warren's random chaotic mess of a desk. Victoria, turns in her in her chair to face Caliveros and sighs.

"What do you want Calievros? I'm a little busy here if you couldn't tell. We've just gotten reports of a man attacking the auditorium after I left. It seems like nobody was too hurt, but..."

Suddenly a flash of fear appears on her face. Victoria quickly turns back to the computer and tries to access it. Nothing. She picks up the phones and dials a number. Nothing. She tries to turn on the radio, and there's only static. With a very annoyed look, she sits back down and faces Caliveros yet again.

"Oh good. Seems like the power lines, radio, and phones are down. What a coincidence, huh?" Victoria sarcastically remarks "Yeah, I'm sure it was the blizzard. By the way, I've also got a report that the dock has been destroyed. Seems like there's no way out of here until this blizzard lifts and we can use the planes. I can't even use the announcement system anymore. Well, this is a problem. And the worst part is that I think I know who did it......"


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7:30 AM, December 23rd.
Arstotzkas wrote:
"Yeah, you guys are pretty cute together. It can get a little bit too cuddly and soft for my tastes but I like it nonetheless. It's nice to know you want ignore me though, because I've had that happen to me quite a few times. It's pretty painful, to say the least" Jen replies, with a slight chuckle. She starts walking into the forest and quietly conjures up a small dagger, just in case anything went wrong "So, you want to go into the spooky forest huh? Well, I suppose with you by my side I won't be scared of anything."

Snow began falling as they entered the forest, with snowflakes landing in and quickly melting in Jen's hair. The two begin going through the forest, looking for anything interesting. Even Jen began to feel as little uneasy as the howling wind passed through the tall and rather dark looking trees. Still, without a single word of fright, they keep going deeper and deeper into the forest.

Suddenly Jen stops and motions for Unyan to be silent. Behind them was a faint noise, but an obvious one nonetheless. It was the sound of rumbling footprints, coming their way, and quickly too.
Unyan pauses, her heart beat still. She waits for the silent sound of footprints to become louder and louder. She could not identify the sounds, just that it was many people. Her mind turned to the sound of an army of goblins sweeping across the snow front. She tried not to turn around to see what it was, but it didn't stop her from readying her greatsword.

"So umm," she awkwardly whispered to Jen, "Does that sound like an army of easily disposed minions, couple by the inverse ninja law, or is that an avalanche? Swords don't tend to kill avalanches, but an army of low level enemies coming in a flood yet somehow being a weaker threat than just one of them would probably be fun. It would be a fun way to amass an army of minions for our plans for world domination!"


...

"well," she added, "if they aren't an avalanche."


Jen just puts her finger to her lips, indicating for Unyan to be silent. They stand there in silence for a few second, both at the ready for any sort of attack from any direction. Suddenly Jen pushes Unyan out of the way, just barely managing to avoid the wolf lunging directly at Unyan's neck. it catches Jen in the arm however, and she quickly slices the head off of it, cursing the whole time. Jen quickly summons a bandage out of thin air and places it on the wound, hoping that it would help to staunch the bleeding

"That's not all. There's more here. In fact, an entire horde of them. The smell of my blood must have attracted them." Jen says, teeth gritted and eyes narrowed. Sure enough red eyes begin to glow in the shadow of the forest and quickly the duo is surrounded by a massive pack of white wolves. Jen lifts up her sword in defiance, preparing to fight.

Jen calmly looks over at Unyan and says "I hope you're ready. This isn't exactly going to be an easy battle. even for the two of us. By my calculations, there's about 50 of them out there, all waiting for us to make a move. And they're not just ordinary wolves either, I can sense that they're different somehow. I think I'll allow you to initiate the encounter. just to be nice. Ready? Right then, let's go!"
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Postby Saleon » Sat Sep 10, 2016 6:51 pm

Unyan Daimonia
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7:30 AM, December 23rd.
Arstotzkas wrote:
Saleon wrote:Unyan pauses, her heart beat still. She waits for the silent sound of footprints to become louder and louder. She could not identify the sounds, just that it was many people. Her mind turned to the sound of an army of goblins sweeping across the snow front. She tried not to turn around to see what it was, but it didn't stop her from readying her greatsword.

"So umm," she awkwardly whispered to Jen, "Does that sound like an army of easily disposed minions, couple by the inverse ninja law, or is that an avalanche? Swords don't tend to kill avalanches, but an army of low level enemies coming in a flood yet somehow being a weaker threat than just one of them would probably be fun. It would be a fun way to amass an army of minions for our plans for world domination!"

...

"well," she added, "if they aren't an avalanche."


Jen just puts her finger to her lips, indicating for Unyan to be silent. They stand there in silence for a few second, both at the ready for any sort of attack from any direction. Suddenly Jen pushes Unyan out of the way, just barely managing to avoid the wolf lunging directly at Unyan's neck. it catches Jen in the arm however, and she quickly slices the head off of it, cursing the whole time. Jen quickly summons a bandage out of thin air and places it on the wound, hoping that it would help to staunch the bleeding

"That's not all. There's more here. In fact, an entire horde of them. The smell of my blood must have attracted them." Jen says, teeth gritted and eyes narrowed. Sure enough red eyes begin to glow in the shadow of the forest and quickly the duo is surrounded by a massive pack of white wolves. Jen lifts up her sword in defiance, preparing to fight.

Jen calmly looks over at Unyan and says "I hope you're ready. This isn't exactly going to be an easy battle. even for the two of us. By my calculations, there's about 50 of them out there, all waiting for us to make a move. And they're not just ordinary wolves either, I can sense that they're different somehow. I think I'll allow you to initiate the encounter. just to be nice. Ready? Right then, let's go!"
She huddled forth with her large greatsword balancing on her back. She moved forth, waiting for the wolves to strike. As she moved, a set of wolves came out to test their mettle. Their red eyes pierced through the scarce landscape, red lines with a maliciousness to them. Unyan was more just ready to fight than afraid. They were first slow to meet them, but as soon as they got close, the wolves marched out in a horde.

The wolves descended upon the two students. It was a silence broken by the sound of thrashing teeth and rushing feet. Unyan's eyes held still, not wavering for a second, "well, looks like we are starting off with a little fun. Inverse ninja theory it is." The wolves came in with packs of four or five coming in pack formation to rip asunder their prey. They were mere animals, but this was survival.

The snow crunched. the sounds of howls and violence followed. Metal sang out in high pitched shrieks.

"A poor little girl like myself needs to know a couple of things about protection," she said as she rustled the blood off her sword and moved it back to her side. It was an utterly graceful, yet brutal transaction where cold steel was traded for crimson petals. the five wolves compacted on the ground at her side. They slid to a stop, dragging the snow with them. Of course, it was brief. Some wolves were given pause as they saw their friends dispatched so quickly, but it was broken by a want for vengeance.

"So, ready?" she remarked, "Because I don't think they are willing to give time for thought."
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Postby Stattr » Sat Sep 10, 2016 6:52 pm

New Chilokver wrote:Eliza Vapore- Teacher


"Forever and ever."

Always

She felt so.. secure in his embrace. He was there, holding her, tangible, physical. Eternally perfect, eternally there to protect her. Eliza raced, her heartbeat and breath speeding up into a fast sprint. Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum ba-dum badumbadumbadum... Her soft, full lips kissed his neck, moved up his collarbones, brushed gently along his cheeks. Took his mouth in hers. Tasted him. It was a sweet taste, so perfect, so pure. A rich ambrosia to go with the chemical cocktail swirling within her brain.

Breathe in, breathe out. Slowly, steadily, she gave in and fell to her desires, pushing both of them down onto the sofa.

Take me.

Alucard Helsing- Teacher

He smiled against her neck, finally she was his. He could feel her heart rate speeding up against his chest. He was caught off guard by her kissing his neck. As well as that she had acted first with the kissing. He growled slightly into her ear gently and lovingly, he was enjoying her gentle kissing a little too much. He let her kiss his neck and as her lips brushed his cheek he moved and his lips met hers. His lips, cold but soft. He passionately and gently kissed her back. He ran a hand through her hair and brushed his thumb against her cheek and held the curve of her neck in his hand as thy kissed. He then tasted her lips and mouth, enjoying the taste of lust and of love. Her tasted like a sweet rose freshly caught, sitting in a flower shop.

Loving someone had been hard for him. He was a lover, but he never know how to fight for one until he had Mina Harker. At that point that she had become his, drinking his blood, he knew what love was. He had loved her since in her previous life she had passed. He had loved her. But he didn't know how to fight for her. To keep her alive. He had let her die. At that point in time he had become the Dark lord. Prince of Vampires. Dracula. For centuries he roamed the earth. Mina on his mind, always at the back though. Never in the front. He had wondered why, for years. Love for him had become a myth, a legend like himself. Something that was not tangible to his mind like he was to other people about his existence. Now before him he had someone. Someone he had not searched for. Not even thought of loving. But he would find himself watching her. Observing her. Over the months coming to like her and her the same to him. He didn't know why. He didn't understand, but he felt the urge to want her for himself. To be selfish for once and to let it be with someone special. Eliza Vapore was special. She had said yes to his offer. She had instigated his curiosity. He loved the feeling of being loved back. Of being important to someone. Now he was.

He felt her take deep breaths and smiled into the kiss slightly. He felt her pull him over to the sofa and as she went to lay down he followed on top and caught himself on one hand as the other pointed at the door and it locked and a black mist covered it and the walls around the room as they would not want to be heard. He then gave into her and loved her.

As you wish... (blackout obviously)


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Stattr wrote:Seras Victoria
Seras smiled. She felt better. Once they reached the auditorium however, she frowned, everyone was gone. "oh, seems like we missed the speech. i'm going to be in trouble later from my master... Big trouble." She giggled. "COME captain! I'll show you where the teachers hide and stuff." She gestured for him to follow her down the hallway still.

The man had followed into the auditorium where it had been emptied for a while, only to see a bit of the girl's disappointment about missing the speech and to see everyone. "Hmm. I guess we were a tad late to the party." The captain said as he fixed his heavy fur cloak, while still holding the ancient book underneath the warmth of the cloth. He turned to see the girl then take off down the hallway, after not paying attention to her while she was off looking for the teachers. The captain sighed with a light and friendly chuckle and ran off after her, trying to hang onto the heavy cloak as he tried to keep up.

Seras Victoria- Student

She heard him trying to catch up and she stopped and ran back to him, only to turn into the bolt of red light and dash at him and soon, the book he held was out of his grip and behind him stood Seras, holding the book across her chest smiling slightly. "What's in this thing? It's heavy..." She frowned and opened it and looked inside. Her red eye trying to read it.


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Stattr wrote:By the end of the massive snowball fight Zaphina was soaking wet with water, and it was slowly freeing onto her and making her clothes hard with ice. her lips were purple and her eyes red and her skin pale. "I-i-i- th-h-h-hhinkkkk sooo tooo." She suttered out and slowly began to walk back to the entrance. her feet hurt badly from the cold and she couldn't move her hands. She slowly started to walk, wincing as she placed each foot down.

Seeing Zaphina's discomfort, Johann simply swept her off her feet, and carried her inside. "Allow me." He said, as he did so. When they got inside, instead of going they went to her room where he removed her wet jacket and put a blanket around her. Johann, changed into a black silk shirt with matching pants and shoes at the snap of his finger. "So that happened. Apparently the void now contains a large selection of all sorts of cloths. Although I don't know if it'll work on you."

Zaphina Moore- Student

Zaphina made a sound as she was picked up and held onto him as they walked to her room. She curled into a ball as the blanket was placed on her. "I need to take a hot shower...." She sighed and got up, she removed her top to reveal a white tank top that was soaked, revealing her black and red lace lined bra. She sighed and bent down, collecting her shower things. She stood up, smiled slightly at Johann. She then went into the washroom and took a long hot shower.


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Stephan came up and as he did all the ice blocks he had been walking on dissapeared. "Why are you guys yelling. Listen. This man isn't doing this to harm anyone. He hasn't even harmed me. If you put the guns down I can explain. Jesse, that's a long way down if you want to get to the cave we are hiding in..." He looked at him sadly and at Patrick the same way. "Listen. This man used to be apart of the shadow council. until he was against the idea of brainwashing students at the schools..." He sighed and sat down on an ice block he made.
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Stattr wrote:Seras Victoria- Student

She heard him trying to catch up and she stopped and ran back to him, only to turn into the bolt of red light and dash at him and soon, the book he held was out of his grip and behind him stood Seras, holding the book across her chest smiling slightly. "What's in this thing? It's heavy..." She frowned and opened it and looked inside. Her red eye trying to read it.

The captain was a bit taken off guard by the quickness of Seras in snatching his tome away from him, he didnt know whether or not to be impressed or flustered. He put on a smile as he looked at the inquisitive girl, trying to read the book. He knelt down to her level and put a soft hand on her head. "Its a weight I must bear...in more ways than one. More importantly its a book of myths, tales, and my travels. I could tell you more about it, if you would like me to. But I would need a more secluded environment, the power of the tales in this book are ones that should not be revealed freely."

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New Antonalia wrote:Seeing Zaphina's discomfort, Johann simply swept her off her feet, and carried her inside. "Allow me." He said, as he did so. When they got inside, instead of going they went to her room where he removed her wet jacket and put a blanket around her. Johann, changed into a black silk shirt with matching pants and shoes at the snap of his finger. "So that happened. Apparently the void now contains a large selection of all sorts of cloths. Although I don't know if it'll work on you."

Zaphina Moore- Student

Zaphina made a sound as she was picked up and held onto him as they walked to her room. She curled into a ball as the blanket was placed on her. "I need to take a hot shower...." She sighed and got up, she removed her top to reveal a white tank top that was soaked, revealing her black and red lace lined bra. She sighed and bent down, collecting her shower things. She stood up, smiled slightly at Johann. She then went into the washroom and took a long hot shower.

Johann was caught off guard by Zaphina's actions, and found himself looking at her chest. When she disappeared into the bathroom, he debating heavily whether or not he should join her in the shower, but decided it was wise to keep this relationship as slow as possible, at least, til she said she wanted him. After that he sat down, blushing furiously, and shaking a little. "What is going on?" He thought as he looked at his trembling palms. "I can't think straight. There is no rational thought crossing through my mind." Join her. The beast said. Your body and your mind wants her so badly, yet you let your conscious stop you. You deny your primal and carnal needs, and they grow, they build, if you don't satisfy them, they'll destroy you. "No, no, no! She is not some whore to do with what you please beast! Back in your cage, now!" He yelled, unaware he was talking to himself. "She is not something for you to use and throw out, she is mine, and I will die before I let your wretched hand touch her!"
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Stattr wrote:Seras Victoria- Student

She heard him trying to catch up and she stopped and ran back to him, only to turn into the bolt of red light and dash at him and soon, the book he held was out of his grip and behind him stood Seras, holding the book across her chest smiling slightly. "What's in this thing? It's heavy..." She frowned and opened it and looked inside. Her red eye trying to read it.

The captain was a bit taken off guard by the quickness of Seras in snatching his tome away from him, he didnt know whether or not to be impressed or flustered. He put on a smile as he looked at the inquisitive girl, trying to read the book. He knelt down to her level and put a soft hand on her head. "Its a weight I must bear...in more ways than one. More importantly its a book of myths, tales, and my travels. I could tell you more about it, if you would like me to. But I would need a more secluded environment, the power of the tales in this book are ones that should not be revealed freely."

Seras nodded eagerly. "Please Captain!! That would be awesome! I love stories of travels and myths, considering I am one myself. Mostly my Master is. He's been around for at least 600 years.." She frowned and opened to the first page and just kinda of skimmed a little. When she felt his hand on her head she purred and looked at him, smiling slightly, showing one fang. "hey!!" She giggled and purred more.

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Zaphina Moore- Student

Zaphina made a sound as she was picked up and held onto him as they walked to her room. She curled into a ball as the blanket was placed on her. "I need to take a hot shower...." She sighed and got up, she removed her top to reveal a white tank top that was soaked, revealing her black and red lace lined bra. She sighed and bent down, collecting her shower things. She stood up, smiled slightly at Johann. She then went into the washroom and took a long hot shower.

Johann was caught off guard by Zaphina's actions, and found himself looking at her chest. When she disappeared into the bathroom, he debating heavily whether or not he should join her in the shower, but decided it was wise to keep this relationship as slow as possible, at least, til she said she wanted him. After that he sat down, blushing furiously, and shaking a little. "What is going on?" He thought as he looked at his trembling palms. "I can't think straight. There is no rational thought crossing through my mind." Join her. The beast said. Your body and your mind wants her so badly, yet you let your conscious stop you. You deny your primal and carnal needs, and they grow, they build, if you don't satisfy them, they'll destroy you. "No, no, no! She is not some whore to do with what you please beast! Back in your cage, now!" He yelled, unaware he was talking to himself. "She is not something for you to use and throw out, she is mine, and I will die before I let your wretched hand touch her!"

After about 30 minuets Zaphina came out wearing a different tank top. She wore a black tank top with black skinny jeans that fit slightly loose from her legs and a white and black belt. She also had wrist bands on and her hair was wet and hanging a little past her shoulders she was frowning at him. "Who were you talking to? What beast?" She made a face at him and went looking for her socks and boots. She looked in her bag and found her purple socks and slipped them on and found her leather black boots that went a little up to her ankle and she tied them and stood up. She went into the closet and sorted through her hats and just pulled out a black beanie hat and put it on. She turned and held her arms out.

"You think i can pull this look off?" She laughed and organized her room a little bit as she waited for an answer.
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Coraspia wrote:Gabriel and Grace

"So you didn't get in the same way?" Grace asked. "Savenna isn't hear with you?" If savenna was hear, their grandfather was alive. Savenna was fiercely loyal to him...she'd go down before Moore did. "Oh..." she continued, "I very much doubt you have the best of intentions in their. Given that that generator is what I use to keep me alive...no."

Jonas

"I'm sure he can't be all bad," Jonas told him. "Nobody is. How he reacts to the present should be a good sign...if he still likes reading those books then unless he's decided that everything that comes from you is somehow tainted he'll enjoy it."

They almost walked into Antonin Caliveros on his way out of leaving the auditorium, and Jonas explained the situation to him. To say that Jonas believed Caliveros to be odd was an understatement. He wasn't sure if the man had a screw loose...to be brutally honest he suspected that one would struggle to find one tight in him.
"Uhm..." he began, thoughtfully. 2Their is a careful balance that the principal is currently failing to respect. The balance between school and home. One day a year disturbs this balance greatly, which cannot possibly be allowed to go ahead. I will speak with her, in order to redress the balance."

With that, Caliveros walked off smiling, tracked the Principal to her office using her mental signature and wrapped on the door smartly a few times.


"Come in" Victoria calls and the door automatically opens for him. When he steps into the office, he would find that it was minimally decorated, with just a few pictures, files and micelounous things lying around. It seemed like she had just moved in, the neat and tidy office served as an interesting contrast to Warren's random chaotic mess of a desk. Victoria, turns in her in her chair to face Caliveros and sighs.

"What do you want Calievros? I'm a little busy here if you couldn't tell. We've just gotten reports of a man attacking the auditorium after I left. It seems like nobody was too hurt, but..."

Suddenly a flash of fear appears on her face. Victoria quickly turns back to the computer and tries to access it. Nothing. She picks up the phones and dials a number. Nothing. She tries to turn on the radio, and there's only static. With a very annoyed look, she sits back down and faces Caliveros yet again.

"Oh good. Seems like the power lines, radio, and phones are down. What a coincidence, huh?" Victoria sarcastically remarks "Yeah, I'm sure it was the blizzard. By the way, I've also got a report that the dock has been destroyed. Seems like there's no way out of here until this blizzard lifts and we can use the planes. I can't even use the announcement system anymore. Well, this is a problem. And the worst part is that I think I know who did it......"


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7:30 AM, December 23rd.
Unyan pauses, her heart beat still. She waits for the silent sound of footprints to become louder and louder. She could not identify the sounds, just that it was many people. Her mind turned to the sound of an army of goblins sweeping across the snow front. She tried not to turn around to see what it was, but it didn't stop her from readying her greatsword.

"So umm," she awkwardly whispered to Jen, "Does that sound like an army of easily disposed minions, couple by the inverse ninja law, or is that an avalanche? Swords don't tend to kill avalanches, but an army of low level enemies coming in a flood yet somehow being a weaker threat than just one of them would probably be fun. It would be a fun way to amass an army of minions for our plans for world domination!"


...

"well," she added, "if they aren't an avalanche."


Jen just puts her finger to her lips, indicating for Unyan to be silent. They stand there in silence for a few second, both at the ready for any sort of attack from any direction. Suddenly Jen pushes Unyan out of the way, just barely managing to avoid the wolf lunging directly at Unyan's neck. it catches Jen in the arm however, and she quickly slices the head off of it, cursing the whole time. Jen quickly summons a bandage out of thin air and places it on the wound, hoping that it would help to staunch the bleeding

"That's not all. There's more here. In fact, an entire horde of them. The smell of my blood must have attracted them." Jen says, teeth gritted and eyes narrowed. Sure enough red eyes begin to glow in the shadow of the forest and quickly the duo is surrounded by a massive pack of white wolves. Jen lifts up her sword in defiance, preparing to fight.

Jen calmly looks over at Unyan and says "I hope you're ready. This isn't exactly going to be an easy battle. even for the two of us. By my calculations, there's about 50 of them out there, all waiting for us to make a move. And they're not just ordinary wolves either, I can sense that they're different somehow. I think I'll allow you to initiate the encounter. just to be nice. Ready? Right then, let's go!"

Caliveros walked in, looking for all the world...well, balanced. He didn't seem too casual, he wasn't stressed, he wasn't happy, he wasn't sad. Everything about his expression and movements was neutral, and it stayed just the same way when Victoria explained the situation...not changing a bit when the lights went down.

"I confess that this situation rather eclipses my own concerns when it comes to importance," he stated, perfectly calmly. He extended his mind and held a hand to his head, his breathing increasing dramatically. "The balances are out of sync..." he said, in an urgent tone. "Chaos is defeating order. Their is fear in this place. Wait...you believe you knew who has done this act? Who do you believe it is?"
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Postby New Antonalia » Sun Sep 11, 2016 8:51 am

Stattr wrote:
Dilange wrote:The captain was a bit taken off guard by the quickness of Seras in snatching his tome away from him, he didnt know whether or not to be impressed or flustered. He put on a smile as he looked at the inquisitive girl, trying to read the book. He knelt down to her level and put a soft hand on her head. "Its a weight I must bear...in more ways than one. More importantly its a book of myths, tales, and my travels. I could tell you more about it, if you would like me to. But I would need a more secluded environment, the power of the tales in this book are ones that should not be revealed freely."

Seras nodded eagerly. "Please Captain!! That would be awesome! I love stories of travels and myths, considering I am one myself. Mostly my Master is. He's been around for at least 600 years.." She frowned and opened to the first page and just kinda of skimmed a little. When she felt his hand on her head she purred and looked at him, smiling slightly, showing one fang. "hey!!" She giggled and purred more.

New Antonalia wrote:Johann was caught off guard by Zaphina's actions, and found himself looking at her chest. When she disappeared into the bathroom, he debating heavily whether or not he should join her in the shower, but decided it was wise to keep this relationship as slow as possible, at least, til she said she wanted him. After that he sat down, blushing furiously, and shaking a little. "What is going on?" He thought as he looked at his trembling palms. "I can't think straight. There is no rational thought crossing through my mind." Join her. The beast said. Your body and your mind wants her so badly, yet you let your conscious stop you. You deny your primal and carnal needs, and they grow, they build, if you don't satisfy them, they'll destroy you. "No, no, no! She is not some whore to do with what you please beast! Back in your cage, now!" He yelled, unaware he was talking to himself. "She is not something for you to use and throw out, she is mine, and I will die before I let your wretched hand touch her!"

After about 30 minuets Zaphina came out wearing a different tank top. She wore a black tank top with black skinny jeans that fit slightly loose from her legs and a white and black belt. She also had wrist bands on and her hair was wet and hanging a little past her shoulders she was frowning at him. "Who were you talking to? What beast?" She made a face at him and went looking for her socks and boots. She looked in her bag and found her purple socks and slipped them on and found her leather black boots that went a little up to her ankle and she tied them and stood up. She went into the closet and sorted through her hats and just pulled out a black beanie hat and put it on. She turned and held her arms out.

"You think i can pull this look off?" She laughed and organized her room a little bit as she waited for an answer.

Johann didn't really want to answer the question. He didn't want to give Zaphina any reason to worry. "It's nothing, though in my opinion, add a faded jean jacket and you'll complete the outfit." Johann said, snapping his fingers again, changing his wardrobe to match Zaphina's. In stead of the silk cloths, he now wore combat boots with faded jeans and a Megadeth t-shirt. "What about me? Or would you rather I go back to what I was wearing before?"
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Stattr wrote:Seras nodded eagerly. "Please Captain!! That would be awesome! I love stories of travels and myths, considering I am one myself. Mostly my Master is. He's been around for at least 600 years.." She frowned and opened to the first page and just kinda of skimmed a little. When she felt his hand on her head she purred and looked at him, smiling slightly, showing one fang. "hey!!" She giggled and purred more.

The captain laughed a bit as he got back up, ruffling Seras' hair playfully while shifting back onto his feet. A smile peered on his face and he softly took the book back from Seras. "Well, lets head on to somewhere I can open this tome up and tell you some stories of ancient times and the legends that I grew up around when I was just a boy in Ireland."

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New Antonalia wrote:
Stattr wrote:Seras nodded eagerly. "Please Captain!! That would be awesome! I love stories of travels and myths, considering I am one myself. Mostly my Master is. He's been around for at least 600 years.." She frowned and opened to the first page and just kinda of skimmed a little. When she felt his hand on her head she purred and looked at him, smiling slightly, showing one fang. "hey!!" She giggled and purred more.


After about 30 minuets Zaphina came out wearing a different tank top. She wore a black tank top with black skinny jeans that fit slightly loose from her legs and a white and black belt. She also had wrist bands on and her hair was wet and hanging a little past her shoulders she was frowning at him. "Who were you talking to? What beast?" She made a face at him and went looking for her socks and boots. She looked in her bag and found her purple socks and slipped them on and found her leather black boots that went a little up to her ankle and she tied them and stood up. She went into the closet and sorted through her hats and just pulled out a black beanie hat and put it on. She turned and held her arms out.

"You think i can pull this look off?" She laughed and organized her room a little bit as she waited for an answer.

Johann didn't really want to answer the question. He didn't want to give Zaphina any reason to worry. "It's nothing, though in my opinion, add a faded jean jacket and you'll complete the outfit." Johann said, snapping his fingers again, changing his wardrobe to match Zaphina's. In stead of the silk cloths, he now wore combat boots with faded jeans and a Megadeth t-shirt. "What about me? Or would you rather I go back to what I was wearing before?"

Zaphina moore

She made a face and came over to him, pushed him back onto the couch with one hand, her other hand on her hip. Her eyes staring at his. "you look nice, no faded jacket for me though. i like tank tops. Now. Who were you talking to, or do I have to go in and find out." her voice was stern and concerning about Johann. She raised her hand from her hip and held it next to his head. "Don't make me go in Johann." She stared him down, she was done with games, about having thing hid from her. She was done with being left out. She didn't care any more. She was now showing a side she never showed. A side that had caused her trouble and bounties on her head for knowledge she had stolen. Her past was dark. She was now dark. She was not going to have someone she was liking leave her out.




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Stattr wrote:Seras nodded eagerly. "Please Captain!! That would be awesome! I love stories of travels and myths, considering I am one myself. Mostly my Master is. He's been around for at least 600 years.." She frowned and opened to the first page and just kinda of skimmed a little. When she felt his hand on her head she purred and looked at him, smiling slightly, showing one fang. "hey!!" She giggled and purred more.

The captain laughed a bit as he got back up, ruffling Seras' hair playfully while shifting back onto his feet. A smile peered on his face and he softly took the book back from Seras. "Well, lets head on to somewhere I can open this tome up and tell you some stories of ancient times and the legends that I grew up around when I was just a boy in Ireland."

Seras Victoria

Seras nodded, her eyes wide with excitement. "yay! We can go to the library.." She smiled widely and jumped, landing on the ceiling and skipping across it wanting the captain to follow her. "Come this way!' She laughed and continued dancing along the ceiling,
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Stattr wrote:Seras Victoria

Seras nodded, her eyes wide with excitement. "yay! We can go to the library.." She smiled widely and jumped, landing on the ceiling and skipping across it wanting the captain to follow her. "Come this way!' She laughed and continued dancing along the ceiling,

The captain watched as Seras had landed on the ceiling as she took off towards the academy;s library for the story and myth time that he had promised to her. He unclasped his fur cloak, revealing his more elegant suit clothing underneath and wrapping the heavy cloak around the book before chasing after her towards the library. The freedom that the cloak's removal had given him made catching up to her rather easily. "You seem excited for a boring story time?" The captain yelled down to Seras as he was catching up to her pace.

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Stattr wrote:
New Antonalia wrote:Johann didn't really want to answer the question. He didn't want to give Zaphina any reason to worry. "It's nothing, though in my opinion, add a faded jean jacket and you'll complete the outfit." Johann said, snapping his fingers again, changing his wardrobe to match Zaphina's. In stead of the silk cloths, he now wore combat boots with faded jeans and a Megadeth t-shirt. "What about me? Or would you rather I go back to what I was wearing before?"

Zaphina moore

She made a face and came over to him, pushed him back onto the couch with one hand, her other hand on her hip. Her eyes staring at his. "you look nice, no faded jacket for me though. i like tank tops. Now. Who were you talking to, or do I have to go in and find out." her voice was stern and concerning about Johann. She raised her hand from her hip and held it next to his head. "Don't make me go in Johann." She stared him down, she was done with games, about having thing hid from her. She was done with being left out. She didn't care any more. She was now showing a side she never showed. A side that had caused her trouble and bounties on her head for knowledge she had stolen. Her past was dark. She was now dark. She was not going to have someone she was liking leave her out.




Dilange wrote:The captain laughed a bit as he got back up, ruffling Seras' hair playfully while shifting back onto his feet. A smile peered on his face and he softly took the book back from Seras. "Well, lets head on to somewhere I can open this tome up and tell you some stories of ancient times and the legends that I grew up around when I was just a boy in Ireland."

Seras Victoria

Seras nodded, her eyes wide with excitement. "yay! We can go to the library.." She smiled widely and jumped, landing on the ceiling and skipping across it wanting the captain to follow her. "Come this way!' She laughed and continued dancing along the ceiling,

Johann looked Zaphina in the eyes before removing her hand from his head. "You don't want to go in there, Zaphina, people have tried and ended up mentally scared or brain dead because of what lues trapped up there. And if it got you, I don't know what I'd do." He sighed. "But if you want to go inside my mind, I'll accompany you." He put his other hand on hers and clasped it gently.
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Postby The Flutterlands » Sun Sep 11, 2016 7:35 pm

Coraspia wrote:Jonas

A voice close to Bounty's feet mumbled "I'm here."
A tiny spider expanded into the form of Jonas, frowning rather pensively, his arms down his sides. He didn't look impressed in the slightest.
"I was useless again," he stated, simply. "And yet again someone got abducted because of it. We need to find that guy...is their no one who can follow him?"

Bounty Hunt

Bounty looked around and sighed in relief as he finally found Jonas. The brown unicorn shook his head. "No you're not useless." he spoke with assurance, while wiping his nose again, "It's just that this foe is new to us. Speaking of which..."

Bounty looked around the room and growled. "If what you said was true about this kidnapping we need to find someone for help." he spoke seriously, "It would be a death sentence for us to go out in that blizzard on out own."


Silverakia wrote:Meanwhile, Al was speaking to Pitch Black. He closed his eyes, floating in the air. "Eh? I wasn't banished, I just ran away after I saw Celestia. Gay rainbow ponies are enough, forget the sparkly ones... And please, keep the holy shit away. It doesn't feel so well, at all... like I just want to disappear."

Pitch Black

Pitch Black growled and scoffed. "Hmph. Just be glad they didn't capture you." he growled, "There are fates worse than my banishment. They could turn you to stone while keeping you conscious, have you banished to our moon or have you sent to the prison realm called Tartarus where beings like the Great Lord Tirek was sent to. Equestria doesn't have the death penalty, but they do have terrible sentences. I seek to return and take over the place in order to make some changes."

Pitch Black laughed. "Ha! And why should I stop with Equestria?" he asked with a cruel grin, "I can also return to this shit-hole of a planet and make changes here too. Earth and Equestria remade into worlds of chaos in my image."

The black unicorn crackled befor glaring at Allan. "So tell me, are there others like yourself and Oliver around here?" he asked softly with a crackle, "I could use some help from the rest of your friends. Can't take over worlds on my own can I?"
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Kractero wrote:Just stepping out of her room, Vera entered the main body of the infirmary, the visitor still obscured from her vision by the room decor. Vera did not see the scene of shields and magic that the girl had displayed, attention vested in leaving her room in proper state before leaving it. As Vera turned on the lights, she heard a voice penetrate the air.

"Who are you?" it called, displaying a mixture of fear and slight annoyance. "I don't really like people messing with my head, so if you could just fuck off or talk like a normal person that would be great."

Vera blinked, not sure how to react. The voice was definitely female. She bit her lip to keep her composure when the girl called her out for using telepathy to speak. Vera had always been sensitive, it was one of the reasons that she was not the perfect clone for Medina. One of the many reasons, actually.

Finally moving into range of the girl, Vera smiled awkwardly and waved.

I'm sorry if I startled you...I am mute.

Relieved, yet still cautious, Miku waited as the lights snapped on and a girl, presumably the master of the infirmary and its sole occupant, entered her vision from the far side of the room. She didn't seem dangerous in any way, although considering that this was a school infirmary, that was probably to be expected. Feeling somewhat silly for getting alarmed so easily, Miku sighed and glanced around at the small mess she made. Luckily, the girl seemed unaware that it was her fault, and so rather than apologize or even wave back, Miku just stared at her and smirked a bit. Only to end up wincing as her mental(and yet still female) voice invaded her head yet again.

"Right..." She rocked back on her heels as she considered the new piece of information. Even if the infirmary seemed unusually empty for a school full of superpowered adolescents, it was probably best not to piss her off. After a few moments of awkward silence, Miku stepped forwards and spasmodically bowed in the girl's general direction. "My name is Akatsuki Miku, I'm a new transfer student, could you please tell me where to go."

Straightening up, she idly rubbed her chin, before opening her mouth again as a sudden thought struck her. "Also," she began in a voice filled with exasperation, "my first name is the second one. I know, you probably think it's weird, but that's how we do it in Japan." She shrugged a bit, then decided to stand still. If the girl could help her, she would. If she couldn't, there wasn't any point in engaging in meaningless small talk. Best to get right to the heart of the matter, really.

Vera could still detect some discomfort coupled with some exasperation in the girl's actions as well as her words. The girl, Miku, smirked at her, leading Vera to think that something that happened in the school or infirmary. She glanced around the room. Nothing seemed too out of place, only a few papers out of their proper location. Vera possessed magic that allowed her to heal virtually anything, Medina wasn't the best healer for no reason after all. Tapping into the room's magical consciousness (which she could do as the sole occupant), she restored the room's condition to before the girl had arrived, the papers magically re-arranging themselves and any blemishes or dirty areas being cleaned.

Lowering the intensity of her mental voice (which wasn't really that bad to start), she sent another message. You're already inside the student database. The school is having a bit of a security issue right now and no classes are in action.

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Postby Patrick OConner » Mon Sep 12, 2016 3:39 pm

Stattr wrote:Stephan Hawks- Student

Stephan came up and as he did all the ice blocks he had been walking on dissapeared. "Why are you guys yelling. Listen. This man isn't doing this to harm anyone. He hasn't even harmed me. If you put the guns down I can explain. Jesse, that's a long way down if you want to get to the cave we are hiding in..." He looked at him sadly and at Patrick the same way. "Listen. This man used to be apart of the shadow council. until he was against the idea of brainwashing students at the schools..." He sighed and sat down on an ice block he made.


Patrick and Jesse eyed the kid.
"Cwap." Patrick curses "De shabow council." or tries too through a still broken nose that is really starting to ache like hell.
"You almost said it Pat. Question is what do we do?"
Who sigbed the contrawt?"
"Point. They got first dibs on our loyatly. And last time I checked...I was the principal."
"Yeab. Neber liked da shabow council. Buncha asstholes."
"What does that make us and the Guild?" Jesse retorts.
"Nob important." Patrick responds thinking hard.
"You know..." Jesse begin to wonder aloud "We used to be heroes and paladins. Fighting the good fight the all over the world. We used to be up standing honest men."
"Used to be" Patrick says clearly and slowly around the broken nose.
"Yeah. But we can still be decent men. We do not need a cause to be decent men."
"Never needed a cause to fight or do anything really." retorts Patrick clearer this time
"Done some nasty stuff in service to a cause." Jesse says causally skating over the deeds actually done.
"I know...Fine then. Get them to come out so we can have a face to face. A parley under the white flag."
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Postby Stattr » Mon Sep 12, 2016 4:47 pm

Dilange wrote:
Stattr wrote:Seras Victoria

Seras nodded, her eyes wide with excitement. "yay! We can go to the library.." She smiled widely and jumped, landing on the ceiling and skipping across it wanting the captain to follow her. "Come this way!' She laughed and continued dancing along the ceiling,

The captain watched as Seras had landed on the ceiling as she took off towards the academy;s library for the story and myth time that he had promised to her. He unclasped his fur cloak, revealing his more elegant suit clothing underneath and wrapping the heavy cloak around the book before chasing after her towards the library. The freedom that the cloak's removal had given him made catching up to her rather easily. "You seem excited for a boring story time?" The captain yelled down to Seras as he was catching up to her pace.

She laughed and looked behind her to see he was not as slow as he was portraying and left from the ceiling to the floor and took off again, this time turning left and a entering a huge passageway. She stood at the entrance waiting for The Captain to catch up. "Story time is good for me. helps me relax and fall asleep." She chuckled and picked a spot out.



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Stattr wrote:Zaphina moore

She made a face and came over to him, pushed him back onto the couch with one hand, her other hand on her hip. Her eyes staring at his. "you look nice, no faded jacket for me though. i like tank tops. Now. Who were you talking to, or do I have to go in and find out." her voice was stern and concerning about Johann. She raised her hand from her hip and held it next to his head. "Don't make me go in Johann." She stared him down, she was done with games, about having thing hid from her. She was done with being left out. She didn't care any more. She was now showing a side she never showed. A side that had caused her trouble and bounties on her head for knowledge she had stolen. Her past was dark. She was now dark. She was not going to have someone she was liking leave her out.





Seras Victoria

Seras nodded, her eyes wide with excitement. "yay! We can go to the library.." She smiled widely and jumped, landing on the ceiling and skipping across it wanting the captain to follow her. "Come this way!' She laughed and continued dancing along the ceiling,

Johann looked Zaphina in the eyes before removing her hand from his head. "You don't want to go in there, Zaphina, people have tried and ended up mentally scared or brain dead because of what lues trapped up there. And if it got you, I don't know what I'd do." He sighed. "But if you want to go inside my mind, I'll accompany you." He put his other hand on hers and clasped it gently.

She rolled her eyes. 'i can do whatever i want in your head johann. I think you forget that. I can destroy you if I wanted to." her voice deadly and dangerous. She sat next to him, her hands in his. "Then you have to relax." She got up, locked the door and the windows and closed the curtains. "If either of us get hurt inside, we get hurt outside. We get hurt outside we die inside." She sighed and sat back down and placed her hands on his chest. "now look at me and think of ONE thing you love the most about me and hold that thought and I will do the same." She watched him as he thought and she already had hers in her mind.
"The world is full of stupid people, get used to it."
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Ethel: She is moving in with you, you will equip a throne room for her, and bring her rose petals everyday. You shall dress in a french maid's outfit, and only speak english with a bad french accent.
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Postby Dilange » Mon Sep 12, 2016 7:35 pm

Stattr wrote:She laughed and looked behind her to see he was not as slow as he was portraying and left from the ceiling to the floor and took off again, this time turning left and a entering a huge passageway. She stood at the entrance waiting for The Captain to catch up. "Story time is good for me. helps me relax and fall asleep." She chuckled and picked a spot out.

The captain manages to catch up almost at an unnatural rate as I see you enter the library and wait for me. He starts to open the book to a tale he thinks you may enjoy. Not one about killing vampires or other monsters, but one about glorious adventures and a famous warrior. "I have a story that I think you might enjoy. This one is one of my personal favorites." The captain says as he approaches towards Seras.

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Postby Silverakia » Mon Sep 12, 2016 7:39 pm

The Flutterlands wrote:Pitch Black

Pitch Black growled and scoffed. "Hmph. Just be glad they didn't capture you." he growled, "There are fates worse than my banishment. They could turn you to stone while keeping you conscious, have you banished to our moon or have you sent to the prison realm called Tartarus where beings like the Great Lord Tirek was sent to. Equestria doesn't have the death penalty, but they do have terrible sentences. I seek to return and take over the place in order to make some changes."

Pitch Black laughed. "Ha! And why should I stop with Equestria?" he asked with a cruel grin, "I can also return to this shit-hole of a planet and make changes here too. Earth and Equestria remade into worlds of chaos in my image."

The black unicorn crackled befor glaring at Allan. "So tell me, are there others like yourself and Oliver around here?" he asked softly with a crackle, "I could use some help from the rest of your friends. Can't take over worlds on my own can I?"


Al floated in the air, and glared back. A lazy look was on his face. "Well, of course there are others. And 'friends?' Hardly. They're the most annoying, assholish, despicable scum I've ever seen. Although... I may help, but it comes with a price." A devilish look was on his face.
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