by Forest State » Fri Oct 12, 2018 4:19 pm
by Skaldia » Fri Oct 12, 2018 5:00 pm
by Lunas Legion » Fri Oct 12, 2018 5:44 pm
by Union Princes » Fri Oct 12, 2018 5:49 pm
by The Cyberiad Council » Fri Oct 12, 2018 7:21 pm
by Talchyon » Fri Oct 12, 2018 8:57 pm
Forest State wrote:
January 21st, 2024
It seemed like a regular day at Phoenix Atoll. The sun rose over the missile silos and cast a light over them from the east, the campus area coming to life as it did so. Of course, this was a regular day but it was anything but a regular campus. A regular college campus didn’t have a fenced in airfield that was guarded by 12,000 pound guns which would fill anyone who came too close to them with rapid fire 20mm ammunition. Or missile silos that, while they weren’t clearly marked, were somewhat obvious in terms of what they were. It was clear that they weren’t grain silos, after all. The security around them was a bit too strong for that.
Most colleges also didn’t have armed guards patrolling the area with battle rifles, ready to put lead into anyone who caused a problem. But then again, the vast majority of colleges didn’t have the kind of students that this one had, some of whom were walking superweapons and others of which could probably destabilize a country through more subtle means if they were given enough time to work with. Phoenix Academy wasn’t your ordinary school, whatsoever. Nor was it a school that you could apply for, or one that anyone outside of it knew about. For now, it didn’t officially exist. Anyone here had been invited, and they weren’t here because they had filled out some application.
But those guards weren’t there to police every dispute, and it was far from that. This was a rough place, one where the school didn’t always jump in because of certain things happening. Assaults were broken up and the perpetrators were punished… If they happened in public places. Antisocial behavior was not tolerated… If it happened in front of the staff. Some areas, like the dorm hallways and the bathrooms in class buildings, were the wild west. No cameras, no evidence, and therefore, no punishment. The same applied to things that happened in the woods to the north of the campus.
As the sun rose and the campus started waking up in the morning, an announcement in a monotone voice blared over the speakers that were mounted to the lights around the campus. Probably something that was being read from a sheet of paper by some intern, who was completely bored with this assignment that involved being stuck on a remote island in the west Pacific, with no contact with family or other regular people. “Attention, students of Section B… This is a reminder that you have thirty minutes until your Theory class. Missing this class will result in punishment, as will being late. Attendance will be taken, so make sure that you are in your seats by the time class begins.”
The announcement ended like that. It meant that it was an important class, one that the school really wanted butts in the seats for, or they wouldn’t have made the threat explicit. Not that they didn’t have punishments for skipping classes at other times. They definitely did, the threat just wasn't always as obvious as it was now, and just about nobody at the academy would want to miss this class and suffer the punishment that had been mentioned. Punishments around here tended to be a bit stricter than just detention, after all.
But for now, everyone would have a bit of time to wake up and get ready before they would be required to be in their seats.
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
by Forest State » Fri Oct 12, 2018 10:37 pm
by Talchyon » Sat Oct 13, 2018 7:23 am
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
by Forest State » Sat Oct 13, 2018 3:31 pm
by Lunas Legion » Sat Oct 13, 2018 4:59 pm
by Okayanos » Sat Oct 13, 2018 7:27 pm
by Novia Soviet Socialist Republic » Sat Oct 13, 2018 8:15 pm
by Union Princes » Sat Oct 13, 2018 8:26 pm
by The Cyberiad Council » Sat Oct 13, 2018 10:12 pm
by Darasthia » Sun Oct 14, 2018 12:41 am
by Auphelia » Sun Oct 14, 2018 10:32 am
by Forest State » Sun Oct 14, 2018 3:10 pm
by Auphelia » Sun Oct 14, 2018 3:43 pm
Forest State wrote:Rolan "Apex" Alekseev
He then looked directly to the class. “We’ll get into the other main idea soon, the one that could be considered the opposite of anarchism. But first, I want to hear from the class. Do you believe that lawlessness would benefit the cause of metahumans, or do you believe that it would only be another setback? What do you believe are the pros and cons of the anarchist belief system? And can any of you name the most effective use of these scorched Earth tactics in recent memory?”
by Skaldia » Sun Oct 14, 2018 3:49 pm
by Union Princes » Sun Oct 14, 2018 4:16 pm
by The Cyberiad Council » Sun Oct 14, 2018 4:23 pm
by Lunas Legion » Sun Oct 14, 2018 4:51 pm
by Auphelia » Sun Oct 14, 2018 4:55 pm
The Cyberiad Council wrote:Leopold Meckler- The Lepidopterist
"Why should we care for 'the cause of metahumans'?" Leopold asked in his carefully metered speech, heavily dripping with his accent. He posed they question to the class as a whole, but directed his speech towards Apex. "Are we suddenly supposed to be charitable towards our brethren? Anarchy is just another attempt to create a form of society. Granted, it is a society that prizes itself as not having rules or rulers, but still. It unites people under the greatest equality possible. It will do nothing to help metahumans, we are inherently outcasts, separated by the epitome of our powers and personas. And what I think my class mates were trying to argue wasn't the question asked. I think you all were arguing on whether or not it would help a villain. And yes, it might be useful to cause a distraction as you all immediately defaulted to, but we aren't villains with anarchy. We aren't villains with rules to break. We are just another accepted morality among thousands: stifling in mediocrity and acceptance. Its just another solution that isn't compatable with the problem. Anarchy offers nothing to villainy that we don't already have. And as for metahumans, well, they'll still be outcasts. Just outcasts under a different name for the same idiocracy."
Leopold paused for a breath and absentmindedly traced the anarchist' symbol on his desk, converting the air around his finger to pigment. "I don't think we should care about Anarchy, or communism, or capitalism, or any other 'ism' or ideology. We need merely concern ourselves with what we want, who stands in our way, and what we have to do to crush them. Sure, anarchy may be a viable means, but to establish it... Well, I think its ridiculous as anything the heroes strive for."
by Okayanos » Sun Oct 14, 2018 4:57 pm
by Talchyon » Sun Oct 14, 2018 9:15 pm
Novia Soviet Socialist Republic wrote:Kane Davidson
The Hype Man
Kane's eyes sprung open the second the announcement was made prompting him to yawn. Flinging his covers off revealed he was sleeping next to a pile of empty whisky bottles, before he went over to his bed side table and snorted the line of coke he prepared the night before, nothing like it to wake you up in a morning. After which he wiped his nose and downed the half bottle of Bells whisky on the same table, pulling another bottle out from one of it's draws. Kane filled a hip flask up with the cheap whisky as he walked towards the shower while whistling a cheerful tune to himself. After a brief shower Kane walked out and styled his hair, looked at his beard to make sure it didn't need to be touched up and winked to himself in the mirror "Damn, think I'll add that to the wank bank tonight" He said in a hushed way to himself before putting a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it up.
Kane threw his clothes on while he smoked before strolling out into the corridor, making sure he blew his second hand smoke in such a way that everyone got a nice breath of the stuff. He saw this as generous considering cigarettes were hard to come by and they should be grateful just to get a nose full of tobacco smoke...and cancer "Good morning everyone! Hey Amy, had a nice time last Saturday!" Kane called over to a brunette girl with bags under her eyes who scowled at Kane "Fuck you Kane you mother fu-" She began but was cut off when Kane flicked a cigarette butt at her and walked off laughing "You son of a bitch Kane just you wait..." Kane turned the corner and got out of ear shot of the angry girl as he made his way to class, eventually seeing Rick stand up from a heap in the ground and limp into class. There was a crater in the ground where he assumed he had been slammed into. Kane also walked into class and sat down at the seat right at the back where he rolled a piece of paper up and threw it at the back of Rick's head to get his attention "Oi Ricky! Bite off more than you could chew again lad?!" Kane yelled towards him, trying to ignore the purple guy trying to put on a weird show on his desk for some reason.
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
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