Academy of Heroes and Villains Rebooted (IC, OPEN)

[Arstotzkas]

Somewhere in the middle of the Pacific Ocean....


A plane zips through the clouds, heading towards its destination once more. Students all around the world had arrived at the rendezvous point in Nepal, just to fly hours to a remote island. But this wasn't some ordinary island, it was one that was protected by innumerable shield and defense systems. For this small, unseeming place held possibly one of the most important buildings on the planet, the Academy of Heroes and Villains.

It was that time of year again, when new students would be arriving. They would live there full time for four more years, with the excption of leave breaks now and again. Leave breaks weren't often used, many of the students didn't have anyone left to go to all. Inside the plane was a surprising amount of quiet, there were a few whispers and conversations here and there but it was mostly silent. Most of them were probably anticipating their arrival and were too nervous or unwilling to talk. Among them is a tall boy with dark black hair and glasses who silently looks out of the window, waiting to arrive.

Suddenly a voice comes on over the loudspeaker "Attention students. We will be landing in 15 minutes. Everybody fasten your seat belts please, we may go through some turbulence when going through the shield. Thank you."



On the Island

Jen smirks and looks through her binoculars again. She could barely spot it but it was certainly there, an airplane slowly approaching the island's hanger. Looks like it was that time of year again, this should be quite fun. It was Jen's second year today, and she was looking forward to meeting some new students and/or teasing them. She wondered if she would perhaps get a new roommate, her current one was quite boring, Then again, Headmaster Warren was quite unpredictable, sometimes he allowed the students to choose their faction, sometimes he didn't. Hopping off the tree she starts to head back towards the Villain dorm, might as well get a quick nap in before the new crowd arrived.

[Boergandina]

Gabriel Koch

Gabriel had never removed his seatbelt during the entirety of the flight. This is because he had been quietly dozing the entire flight, and his eyes snapped open at the sound of the offending announcement. There was no knowing what would come next, but he is ready for these next four years... whether his fellow students are ready on not. He adjusted his legs, assuaging the pins-and-needles sensation, and nudged his adjacent student, Void. Void had some sort of blindfold on, so it was hard to tell if they were awake or not. "We're almost there V. We're circling the island now, looking for a landing strip I think," he communicated.

[Leonem]

Void stirred; the only sign that they were indeed awake. The plane trip had been long, and slightly nerve wracking in their own opinion- they didn't like heights at all. The sense that the plane could crash at any time, taking all of them down with it was a very real possibility in their mind, despite statistics proving how unlikely that was. Still, Void would be lying if they said they weren't eager to get off as soon as possible. Turning their head in Gabriel's direction, Void nodded in acknowledgement, before turning their face back towards the front of the airplane.

They, too, had left their seatbelt on for the duration of the flight- due to their strained relationship with heights. A feeling of anxiety had pooled at the bottom of their stomach the entire time, heavy in their gut as they felt the plane descending, and they offered Gabriel a hesitant smile, not wanting to show weakness or fear to anyone here.

[Taigawa]

Neytiri

She stirred from sleep, barely awake. After hearing the announcement, she did as asked, but one thing was on her mind: Food. She had eaten nothing during the entire trip, and wanted to eat something. There was food on the plane of course, but she did'nt want to eat that. Instead, she looked at a sceen on her arm and began to play a game...only it was one only residents of Thessia could appreciate.

Makayla

The Mirali had eaten the airplane food, and found it flat and bland. While her body accepted it as food, her mind did not. As they landed, she did not put the belt on. Inded it would'nt have fit her draconic frame anyway. Instead, she braced herself against the wall as the turbalance began. Looking at the passagers and fellow students around her, she had to convince herself they were not food....and there for she was not to eat them.

[The Flutterlands]

Pitch Black

A slender dark black unicorn teen-ager with emerald green eyes sat on his haunches in the plane, eating back of chips and drinking soda with his telekinetic magic. He was crackling lightly to himself, as he was deep in thoughts. His thoughts were on darkness, chaos and vengeance; vengeance against who he have perceived to have wronged him deeply. Pitch went back in memory; memory of the day not too long ago when one whom he have loved turned on him and had him banished from the planet of Equestria to this wretched planet called 'Earth'. And for what? In the name of 'goodness' and the stopping of 'evil'? Bah! Such useless terms! Pitch Black will make sure that he pays dearly for what he has done.

Pitch Black scoffed and his eye glanced around all those near him. He grinned wickedly. Soon all of these people will have a part to play in his plans, one way or another. With there help, wither they know it or not. Pitch's eyes then glanced out the window and smiled smugly upon seeing island approaching. There it'll begin and when it's too late there shall be no one to stop him, not even that wretched brown unicorn sitting close by. The time was close and Pitch Black eager to get started.

Bounty Hunt

A brown unicorn teen-ager with sapphire blue eyes was sitting on his haunches at the back of the plane. His eyes were on Pitch Black and he was deep in thought. His thoughts were in memory of the day when he discovered the terrible secret about the pony he once loved. Bounty had to stop him in the name of righteousness and goodness, but even now he regrets not noticing the signs till it was too late. Nonetheless, Bounty Hunt, serving as Pitch's warden in his banishment to this planet called Earth kept his eyes on the black unicorn. No doubt he was up to something; a way to fulfil the curse of his return he made on Equestria and Bounty vowed to try to stop him at every turn.

Bounty sighed sadly and sat back. He shifted his eyes out the window and smiled upon seeing the island ahead. The school was much, much bigger than Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns, where he and Pitch Black learned and practiced their magic abilities. However, Bounty Hunt knew that this would be a great place to continue his studies, while keeping a close watch on his adversary, and making new friends.

Filia est Umbra

A young, pretty, pale white girl with snow white hair and orange eyes was sitting in back close to Bounty Hunt, drinking some tea. She was wearing a black dress and had little black bows in her hair. Filia est Umbra had very, very sad look on her face and she sighed sadly in thought. Her thoughts were on how she just didn't want to be here and how much she wished out of this predicament. Filia would have wished otherwise if she wasn't kidnapped from her own home and wasn't expected to meet her demonic father's standards.

She knows that her father, The Primordial Shadow God, Domini de Umbra, ruler of the Shadow Realm and The American Shadow Syndicate, hated her for her birth unfortunately causing the death of her mother, Joanna. However, Filia just wished that he would let her be free to make her own decisions in life. Filia est Umbra didn't want anything to do with The American Shadow Syndicate, who's actions she abhored, but Domini apparently, just didn't care. The young, pale skinned girl made a very deep and sad sigh as she glanced out the window, seeing the island approaching. All Filia knew that all she could do was try to stay strong and hope for the best, even though at the same time, she was scared of what her father might do if she doesn't meet his expectations, yet also of what would happen if she does...

[Faal Lot Himdah]

Sin

"What were you looking at Jennie?" Sin said as she leaned against a wall, and looked to the sky, "New students? That's wonderful. Think of all the possibilities... It's a shame though this is my last year here. Though I was brought kicking and screaming, it has been fun..." She then looked at Jen, "Maybe this year they let use dorm with newer students or the younger students. I would love to show you a good time."

Konstantina Argyros, aka Saint

Konstantina Argyros, one of the oldest members of the school staff, was currently waiting for the new students to land. It had been a tradition for her to greet the students, and offer a silent prayer for them. But before they landed, she decided to pray for the teachers.

"Lord God, your spirit of wisdom fills the earth and teaches us in your ways. Look upon these teachers. Let them strive to share their knowledge with gentle patience and endeavor always to bring the truth to eager minds. Grant that we may follow Jesus Christ, the way, the truth and the life, forever and ever." She whispered, "Amen."

Dr. Christina Lindsay and the Tech Savvy Caveman known as Uog

"Are you serious?" Dr. Lindsay asked as she looked over Uog. Uog was, well, not wearing what you'd expect. She was wearing a clean, crisp white suit while Uog was... Well, best described as a hairless gorilla in a pink suit and a matching fedora.

"Uog likes this suit. Uog thinks this color looks good on him." He said with a confident smile.

Dr. Lindsay sighed, "At least it isn't that poka dot suit you wore last year..."

"Uog wanted to wear that, but he couldn't find it."

Unknown to Uog, Christina had burnt the suit and thrown the ashes into a deep cave, so it was never to be found again.

Dr Lindsay sighed, "Whatever... lets get going. Don't want to be late."

[Arstotzkas]

Sin

"What were you looking at Jennie?" Sin said as she leaned against a wall, and looked to the sky, "New students? That's wonderful. Think of all the possibilities... It's a shame though this is my last year here. Though I was brought kicking and screaming, it has been fun..." She then looked at Jen, "Maybe this year they let use dorm with newer students or the younger students. I would love to show you a good time."

" Man, I can't wait to meet these new students. I plan to have quite a bit of fun with them before they properly settle in. What a shame you're leaving. I was hoping we would have lot more fun" Jen replies, yawning and tossing back her hair "Maybe you should come by and visit sometime. it would sure be entertaining. I suppose all good things have to come to an end sometimes though. Really, who cares if they don't let us room with newer students? I've never exactly been one to follow the rules, and you really haven't either.

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

Coilin MacAengus

Coilin yawned as he looked out the window, frowning as the water passed beneath the airplane smoothly and gently. The young cripple coughed and adjusted the tie he wore as he slowly grew much paler than before. He was afraid of heights... not that he would let anyone know that, of course.

He quickly patted the folded up wheelchair in front of him before buckling himself into the seat for what would hopefully be the last time until he had to leave. But, knowing his luck, this would only be the first of many times.

Sani 'Ghost' Nabahe

Neytiri

She stirred from sleep, barely awake. After hearing the announcement, she did as asked, but one thing was on her mind: Food. She had eaten nothing during the entire trip, and wanted to eat something. There was food on the plane of course, but she did'nt want to eat that. Instead, she looked at a sceen on her arm and began to play a game...only it was one only residents of Thessia could appreciate.

The human sitting next to Neytiri shifted with a groan, reaching up to the cowboy hat that covered his face to move it up and away from his face for a moment. He watched her for a second, having not seen her before due to falling asleep before she was on the plane. Sani, a green eyed Navajo, watched the cat with the same intensity as a wolf watched the typical house cat.

Then he pointed a finger toward the screen on her wrist. "Angry Birds?" he asked quietly, his voice barely above a whisper and somehow already grave despite what some would see as a happy situation.

Of course, a slight smile tugged at his lips at his joke.

Mathew 'Mad' Hatter

Filia est Umbra

A young, pretty, pale white girl with snow white hair and orange eyes was sitting in back close to Bounty Hunt, drinking some tea. She was wearing a black dress and had little black bows in her hair. Filia est Umbra had very, very sad look on her face and she sighed sadly in thought. Her thoughts were on how she just didn't want to be here and how much she wished out of this predicament. Filia would have wished otherwise if she wasn't kidnapped from her own home and wasn't expected to meet her demonic father's standards.

She knows that her father, The Primordial Shadow God, Domini de Umbra, ruler of the Shadow Realm and The American Shadow Syndicate, hated her for her birth unfortunately causing the death of her mother, Joanna. However, Filia just wished that he would let her be free to make her own decisions in life. Filia est Umbra didn't want anything to do with The American Shadow Syndicate, who's actions she abhored, but Domini apparently, just didn't care. The young, pale skinned girl made a very deep and sad sigh as she glanced out the window, seeing the island approaching. All Filia knew that all she could do was try to stay strong and hope for the best, even though at the same time, she was scared of what her father might do if she doesn't meet his expectations, yet also of what would happen if she does...

Mad, ignoring the announcement completely, peaked his head over the seat to look behind him at the young girl. A small, inward sigh escaped his lips and soon it progressed into a quiet shriek and then a gasping exclamation of wonder. "Another tea enthusiast!?" he asked loudly smiling and pointing at Filia with a pale finger. "Oh, I do love tea! Do you love tea? Oh, no need to answer dear! I can tell!"

He smiled and then offered his hand fully, stretching through the gap between seats. "I'm Mathew Hatter! And you are!?"

Rhys Penn

Konstantina Argyros, aka Saint

Konstantina Argyros, one of the oldest members of the school staff, was currently waiting for the new students to land. It had been a tradition for her to greet the students, and offer a silent prayer for them. But before they landed, she decided to pray for the teachers.

"Lord God, your spirit of wisdom fills the earth and teaches us in your ways. Look upon these teachers. Let them strive to share their knowledge with gentle patience and endeavor always to bring the truth to eager minds. Grant that we may follow Jesus Christ, the way, the truth and the life, forever and ever." She whispered, "Amen."

"While I'm sure that little thing helped you feel better, dear Matron, I can assure you some of the staff would be greatly offended if they knew of that... Some might even burn physically." he said, smiling at her. "Oh wait. I forgot. You hero types don't pray for us villain types, do you?"

The middle-aged man chuckled as he stood a fair distance from her, waiting to greet the new students as well. This was the first year he was doing so, but he thought it best that the students get a show of what the villains had to offer, instead of only getting the heroic example.

[Turmenista]

Giovanni Emiliani

"The Highlight of my time here at this academy of definitely had to been when I met two very bizarre individuals on the plane when I was getting out the lavatory. While everyone here in their own way is bizarre, these two stuck with me for my entire time here - and I don't know why..

I'm Giovanni Emiliani, or Gio, a first-year student here. You can call this my "Bizarre Adventure", if you like."

---

"Gonna look good for yourself," Giovanni said, finishing combing his hair in the mirror as he struck a pose. "And good for the ladies. Hehe." He grinned into the mirror, giving 「Doomsday 」 a fist bump. "Giovanni Emiliani! Back at it again with the-"

"Attention students. We will be landing in 15 minutes. Everybody fasten your seat belts please, we may go through some turbulence when going through the shield. Thank you."

"Oh, crap." Gio heard the announcement loud and clear. For one thing, he was excited for finally being able to get off of this damn plane, but, for another thing, Turbulence meant trouble. Especially for him, considering his seat was ALL THE WAY at the other side of the plane. It wasn't that long of a walk in reality, but, considering how tight a plane could get, it would take much longer for him to actually get from point A, to point B. Gio made his way out of the lavatory, sidestepping into the aisle where he proceeded down to where his seat was - an aisle seat. When they mentioned turbulence, they weren't wrong, evident in how the plane began to shake when Gio approached where his seat was - to the point of where he actually fell over, the ground rushing to meet his face.

"「Doomsday 」." Gio called his stand quietly, careful not to get a lot of attention. After the sound similar to that of a minigun spinning up was heard, his semi-transparent stand projected itself in front of him in a flurry of sparkles and a small flash of light, and thrust its palm out with a "KURRA!", instantly reversing his vector of falling. This caused Giovanni, instead of falling down, to fall up, right back onto his feet.

"Giovanni Emiliani," He thought to himself. "Back at it again with almost falling on your ass."

Giovanni, now upright onto his feet, walked forward carefully to his seat, which happened to be the one ahead of him after the issue with him tripping happened. Giovanni chuckled and grinned, nonchalantly residing in his chair as he fastened his seatbelt. He looked to his right, where he saw two strange individuals in the aisle opposite to him. A kid about his age with a very stylish hat and outfit, and a blindfolded kid, who, to be honest, Gio couldn't tell if he was a boy, girl, or neither. But, to be fair, he wasn't going to discriminate against anyone's gender. After all, he was here to make friends, right?

"So, you're awake?" Giovanni nodded to the kid who wore the hat. "Thought you'd never wake up this entire plane ride." He offered a hand to him, grinning. "My name is Giovanni Emiliani, but you can call me Gio. You, er.. didn't see what happened back there, with me not tripping, right?

"Of course they didn't", Gio thought to himself again. "They can't see stands. Unless they're psychic." His eyes darted over to the hat-wearing dude's companion, who wore some kind of mask - they didn't seem like bothering with Giovanni that much, so Giovanni just gave them a simple wave. "Ciao."

He went back into his seat and propped his hands behind his back, waiting for the plane to land. Already looking out of the window (and careful not to bother the person sitting next to him), Gio could see the sparkling ocean waters outside, and, not too far off in the distance, swore he could see an island...

[Taigawa]

Coilin MacAengus

Coilin yawned as he looked out the window, frowning as the water passed beneath the airplane smoothly and gently. The young cripple coughed and adjusted the tie he wore as he slowly grew much paler than before. He was afraid of heights... not that he would let anyone know that, of course.

He quickly patted the folded up wheelchair in front of him before buckling himself into the seat for what would hopefully be the last time until he had to leave. But, knowing his luck, this would only be the first of many times.

Sani 'Ghost' Nabahe

Neytiri

She stirred from sleep, barely awake. After hearing the announcement, she did as asked, but one thing was on her mind: Food. She had eaten nothing during the entire trip, and wanted to eat something. There was food on the plane of course, but she did'nt want to eat that. Instead, she looked at a sceen on her arm and began to play a game...only it was one only residents of Thessia could appreciate.

The human sitting next to Neytiri shifted with a groan, reaching up to the cowboy hat that covered his face to move it up and away from his face for a moment. He watched her for a second, having not seen her before due to falling asleep before she was on the plane. Sani, a green eyed Navajo, watched the cat with the same intensity as a wolf watched the typical house cat.

Then he pointed a finger toward the screen on her wrist. "Angry Birds?" he asked quietly, his voice barely above a whisper and somehow already grave despite what some would see as a happy situation.

Of course, a slight smile tugged at his lips at his joke.

"Such a game is alien to Thessia, and in hindsight, not engaging enough. No, I play a real game...one about war. One your kind perpetrated against Nirrti before the founding of the Ecumene. The intolerant scum could'nt stand the sight of a superior race and culture, so they tried to kill us all. They burned temples, destroyed towns and villages, and massacared my people. The only reason we beat the savages back was we had Forerunner weapons...and their artifacts allowed us to kick your genocidal race off our planet. Neyla remembers...she founded the Ecumene after that war, and there are regions on Thessia that remain abandoned because of the atrocities your kind metted out to mine. This game is based off that conflict...and is an eternal reminder of how savage and intolerant you race was to mine."

[Faal Lot Himdah]

Sin

"Hey. I still have this year." Sin said with a smile, "As for visiting, it will be hard, but... I can find a way. Though after this year I'll probably go on an adventure. But before then, one last year. Jennie. Let's make it the best year yet."

She extended her hand.

Saint

"I pray for everyone. Hero or villain, they are all judged equally in the eyes of our Father." Saint said, "I mean no offence what so ever when I pray, and in order to avoid offending people, I do it silently."

She looked at him, "So, you are here to greet the students as well? That's wonderful."

[Boergandina]

Giovanni Emiliani

"The Highlight of my time here at this academy of definitely had to been when I met two very bizarre individuals on the plane when I was getting out the lavatory. While everyone here in their own way is bizarre, these two stuck with me for my entire time here - and I don't know why..

I'm Giovanni Emiliani, or Gio, a first-year student here. You can call this my "Bizarre Adventure", if you like."

---

"Gonna look good for yourself," Giovanni said, finishing combing his hair in the mirror as he struck a pose. "And good for the ladies. Hehe." He grinned into the mirror, giving 「Doomsday 」 a fist bump. "Giovanni Emiliani! Back at it again with the-"

"Attention students. We will be landing in 15 minutes. Everybody fasten your seat belts please, we may go through some turbulence when going through the shield. Thank you."

"Oh, crap." Gio heard the announcement loud and clear. For one thing, he was excited for finally being able to get off of this damn plane, but, for another thing, Turbulence meant trouble. Especially for him, considering his seat was ALL THE WAY at the other side of the plane. It wasn't that long of a walk in reality, but, considering how tight a plane could get, it would take much longer for him to actually get from point A, to point B. Gio made his way out of the lavatory, sidestepping into the aisle where he proceeded down to where his seat was - an aisle seat. When they mentioned turbulence, they weren't wrong, evident in how the plane began to shake when Gio approached where his seat was - to the point of where he actually fell over, the ground rushing to meet his face.

"「Doomsday 」." Gio called his stand quietly, careful not to get a lot of attention. After the sound similar to that of a minigun spinning up was heard, his semi-transparent stand projected itself in front of him in a flurry of sparkles and a small flash of light, and thrust its palm out with a "KURRA!", instantly reversing his vector of falling. This caused Giovanni, instead of falling down, to fall up, right back onto his feet.

"Giovanni Emiliani," He thought to himself. "Back at it again with almost falling on your ass."

Giovanni, now upright onto his feet, walked forward carefully to his seat, which happened to be the one ahead of him after the issue with him tripping happened. Giovanni chuckled and grinned, nonchalantly residing in his chair as he fastened his seatbelt. He looked to his right, where he saw two strange individuals in the aisle opposite to him. A kid about his age with a very stylish hat and outfit, and a blindfolded kid, who, to be honest, Gio couldn't tell if he was a boy, girl, or neither. But, to be fair, he wasn't going to discriminate against anyone's gender. After all, he was here to make friends, right?

"So, you're awake?" Giovanni nodded to the kid who wore the hat. "Thought you'd never wake up this entire plane ride." He offered a hand to him, grinning. "My name is Giovanni Emiliani, but you can call me Gio. You, er.. didn't see what happened back there, with me not tripping, right?

"Of course they didn't", Gio thought to himself again. "They can't see stands. Unless they're psychic." His eyes darted over to the hat-wearing dude's companion, who wore some kind of mask - they didn't seem like bothering with Giovanni that much, so Giovanni just gave them a simple wave. "Ciao."

He went back into his seat and propped his hands behind his back, waiting for the plane to land. Already looking out of the window (and careful not to bother the person sitting next to him), Gio could see the sparkling ocean waters outside, and, not too far off in the distance, swore he could see an island...

Gabriel gave Giovanni a sideways glance. He had noticed him stop his descent somehow. It was... bizarre.
"Of course not. Whatever could you mean, Gio? You certainly did not-not-trip." He eyed Gio's extended palm warily. "You'll excuse me if I won't exchange the physical pleasantries- my ability works on a physical-contact basis. Besides, you've already made it clear that you do not need a helping hand." He nodded as Giovanni took his seat. "Though I do suppose introductions are in order. I am Gabriel. You may call me by my surname, Koch. We are students after all." He smiled quietly. "I will leave it up to my friend here to introduce themselves, if they wish. I trust that you have come to claim the mantle that all people like us deserve, and rule over the lesser mortals as a 'villain', as a man among metaphorical monkeys?"

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

Coilin MacAengus

Coilin yawned as he looked out the window, frowning as the water passed beneath the airplane smoothly and gently. The young cripple coughed and adjusted the tie he wore as he slowly grew much paler than before. He was afraid of heights... not that he would let anyone know that, of course.

He quickly patted the folded up wheelchair in front of him before buckling himself into the seat for what would hopefully be the last time until he had to leave. But, knowing his luck, this would only be the first of many times.

Sani 'Ghost' Nabahe



The human sitting next to Neytiri shifted with a groan, reaching up to the cowboy hat that covered his face to move it up and away from his face for a moment. He watched her for a second, having not seen her before due to falling asleep before she was on the plane. Sani, a green eyed Navajo, watched the cat with the same intensity as a wolf watched the typical house cat.

Then he pointed a finger toward the screen on her wrist. "Angry Birds?" he asked quietly, his voice barely above a whisper and somehow already grave despite what some would see as a happy situation.

Of course, a slight smile tugged at his lips at his joke.

"Such a game is alien to Thessia, and in hindsight, not engaging enough. No, I play a real game...one about war. One your kind perpetrated against Nirrti before the founding of the Ecumene. The intolerant scum could'nt stand the sight of a superior race and culture, so they tried to kill us all. They burned temples, destroyed towns and villages, and massacared my people. The only reason we beat the savages back was we had Forerunner weapons...and their artifacts allowed us to kick your genocidal race off our planet. Neyla remembers...she founded the Ecumene after that war, and there are regions on Thessia that remain abandoned because of the atrocities your kind metted out to mine. This game is based off that conflict...and is an eternal reminder of how savage and intolerant you race was to mine."

"... Games are meant for fun. Not to remind one of atrocities committed against ones' self." Sani said, raising an eyebrow at her. "They are meant to distract from reality, not focus on it."

He readjusted himself, placing the hat over his face again. "And I can assure you, the humans who attacked your kind were not my kind. My people would never harm beings of nature without necessity."

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

Saint

"I pray for everyone. Hero or villain, they are all judged equally in the eyes of our Father." Saint said, "I mean no offence what so ever when I pray, and in order to avoid offending people, I do it silently."

She looked at him, "So, you are here to greet the students as well? That's wonderful."

"All are judged, but some get to escape punishment..." Rhys muttered to himself, glaring off into the distance.

"And yes, I did come to greet the students. Decided that giving you heroes a monopoly on greeting was such a bad idea." the teacher said, turning his head and smiling at Saint. "You have to give the undecided students a taste of both options, of course."

[Saleon]

Unyan Daimonia
Conqueror in Training

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Unyan looked over at the new arrivals. The plane was exciting in a way: new students, new friends. She stood next to Jen, with a smile over her face. She felt like bouncing up and down. She started late last year, but soon enough, she was still a second year. People would have to look up at her! Hah!

The plane zips by the sky, a graceful, ever increasing in size bird, as it grew closer and closer. She wondered how many villains and heroes were on this ship. "I hope they are going to be nice!" she said audibly, "or at least funny." There would likely be an array of discordant teenagers filled with angst, hate, some human kindness, and probably enough power to destroy cities with their minds. Of course, some would probably rather just mess with a city, rather than blow it up, or be prissy enough to save it.

Unyan had higher goals for the world. She had a child-like bravado to her, as most kids that seemed to shine an unperturbed air of innocence. She had fine black hair that seemed so primly and properly maintained. They were glossy in perfection. Her face was doll-like, with only a peach streaking her cheeks; her clothes being a victorian dress, darkened purple. she had a strange baton in her hand, which was very simple in design with a small red ball at the top, and a surprisingly large sword at her back, as large as a medieval claymore.

"This is going to be a fun year," she thought.

---

Ruko Sanryo
Magical Girl

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---

Ruko slept the entire time to the Island. She was only startled by the announcer shouting, "15 minutes..." It startled her. Ruko had no clue what this island would mean. It was this weird amalgamation of a hero's paradise and Villain's welcoming center. She wondered how that was even possible. What happens when you put superpowered teenagers, many who, by their very nature, hate each other in one place? She had so many disparaging thoughts about this place, what it would mean, who she would meet. She never gelled well with new people, never knew how to greet them, now throw in the idea that at any time one of them could blow her up with their thoughts.

Rukos was a simple girl: she had silver, long hair put into two ponytails at her side, she had an easy look on her face. She wore a black and white dress that seemed to have a goth-loli theme to them. It was filled with unnecessary frills, and coupled with long gloves that stretched to her forearms, covered in more frills. Her socks were black and white stripes that went to her simple black shoes. The whole thing seemed excessive, but she was quite comfortable in it. The oddest thing about her outfit were the two stylish pistols in her hands. They seemed unlike any other pistol, unique but dangerous.

"this is going to be a terrible year," she thought, still thinking about the numerous unstable teens with powers that would be running about.

[Leonem]

Giovanni Emiliani

"The Highlight of my time here at this academy of definitely had to been when I met two very bizarre individuals on the plane when I was getting out the lavatory. While everyone here in their own way is bizarre, these two stuck with me for my entire time here - and I don't know why..

I'm Giovanni Emiliani, or Gio, a first-year student here. You can call this my "Bizarre Adventure", if you like."

---

"Gonna look good for yourself," Giovanni said, finishing combing his hair in the mirror as he struck a pose. "And good for the ladies. Hehe." He grinned into the mirror, giving 「Doomsday 」 a fist bump. "Giovanni Emiliani! Back at it again with the-"

"Attention students. We will be landing in 15 minutes. Everybody fasten your seat belts please, we may go through some turbulence when going through the shield. Thank you."

"Oh, crap." Gio heard the announcement loud and clear. For one thing, he was excited for finally being able to get off of this damn plane, but, for another thing, Turbulence meant trouble. Especially for him, considering his seat was ALL THE WAY at the other side of the plane. It wasn't that long of a walk in reality, but, considering how tight a plane could get, it would take much longer for him to actually get from point A, to point B. Gio made his way out of the lavatory, sidestepping into the aisle where he proceeded down to where his seat was - an aisle seat. When they mentioned turbulence, they weren't wrong, evident in how the plane began to shake when Gio approached where his seat was - to the point of where he actually fell over, the ground rushing to meet his face.

"「Doomsday 」." Gio called his stand quietly, careful not to get a lot of attention. After the sound similar to that of a minigun spinning up was heard, his semi-transparent stand projected itself in front of him in a flurry of sparkles and a small flash of light, and thrust its palm out with a "KURRA!", instantly reversing his vector of falling. This caused Giovanni, instead of falling down, to fall up, right back onto his feet.

"Giovanni Emiliani," He thought to himself. "Back at it again with almost falling on your ass."

Giovanni, now upright onto his feet, walked forward carefully to his seat, which happened to be the one ahead of him after the issue with him tripping happened. Giovanni chuckled and grinned, nonchalantly residing in his chair as he fastened his seatbelt. He looked to his right, where he saw two strange individuals in the aisle opposite to him. A kid about his age with a very stylish hat and outfit, and a blindfolded kid, who, to be honest, Gio couldn't tell if he was a boy, girl, or neither. But, to be fair, he wasn't going to discriminate against anyone's gender. After all, he was here to make friends, right?

"So, you're awake?" Giovanni nodded to the kid who wore the hat. "Thought you'd never wake up this entire plane ride." He offered a hand to him, grinning. "My name is Giovanni Emiliani, but you can call me Gio. You, er.. didn't see what happened back there, with me not tripping, right?

"Of course they didn't", Gio thought to himself again. "They can't see stands. Unless they're psychic." His eyes darted over to the hat-wearing dude's companion, who wore some kind of mask - they didn't seem like bothering with Giovanni that much, so Giovanni just gave them a simple wave. "Ciao."

He went back into his seat and propped his hands behind his back, waiting for the plane to land. Already looking out of the window (and careful not to bother the person sitting next to him), Gio could see the sparkling ocean waters outside, and, not too far off in the distance, swore he could see an island...

Gabriel gave Giovanni a sideways glance. He had noticed him stop his descent somehow. It was... bizarre.
"Of course not. Whatever could you mean, Gio? You certainly did not-not-trip." He eyed Gio's extended palm warily. "You'll excuse me if I won't exchange the physical pleasantries- my ability works on a physical-contact basis. Besides, you've already made it clear that you do not need a helping hand." He nodded as Giovanni took his seat. "Though I do suppose introductions are in order. I am Gabriel. You may call me by my surname, Koch. We are students after all." He smiled quietly. "I will leave it up to my friend here to introduce themselves, if they wish. I trust that you have come to claim the mantle that all people like us deserve, and rule over the lesser mortals as a 'villain', as a man among metaphorical monkeys?"

Void didn't respond to Gio's query as to their noticing his fall- though they certainly did notice. They didn't think his stop as bizarre as Gabriel clearly did; after all, they went to a school full of people with strange powers. Instead, they simply reached out and accepted Gio's hand out of cordiality- nothing more. Inclining their head in greeting, Void decided that they would introduce themselves. 'I am Void.' Their physical voice was silent, due to them being mute, so they spoke in the way they did best- a mental connection they were able to establish through their telepathy.

Void withdrew their hand, simply listening to Gabriel probe at their new classmate as to their alliance. It would be a shame if he turned out to be a hero; he seemed to be less irritating than some of their other classmates around them.

[Arstotzkas]

As the island approaches, Oliver Lockhart looks out the window and sees the island. Something seemed.... off about it now. It was if there were some sort of barrier around it, shimmering in the afternoon sun. His mind instantly goes to all the possibilities but only one sticks, there must be some sort of protection around the island to stop attacks. Convientely enough the pilot goes on the loudspeaker again and in a slightly cocky voice announces.

"We will be landing on the island in approximantly five minutes. I feel as if it is my duty to announce to you that we have a slight chance of instantly expxloding once we cross the island border. This is all thanks to the great and powerful Voidmaster of course, his protection keeps you little students safe from those who wish to exploit you. Don't worry, the last time there was a barrier malfunction I hear the only thing left from the plane was a charred wallet."

Oliver closes his eyes and the plane begins to rumble and rattle as it passes through the barrier. For a few moments, it almost seems like it would shake itself apart but finally after two very long mi Utes it stops. Oliver opens his eyes and looks through the window, and is greeted with a magnificent views of the island.

The plane began to descend , giving Oliver a closer view. There were dorms, fields, and of course the mian Academy building. The plane finally slows down and eventuwlly reaches a stop on the runway. As the seatbelt sign turns off, Oliver gets up and starts leaving the plane.

Instantly when he departs he is greeted by two burly guards who say to him and the other passengers "Please report to the room straight ahead and wait for the headmaster briefing. Any attempt to escape will be met with consquences."

Following his orders, Oliver goes to the large auditorium up ahead and takes a seat near the back of the room, waiting for something to happen.

[Turmenista]

Gabriel gave Giovanni a sideways glance. He had noticed him stop his descent somehow. It was... bizarre.
"Of course not. Whatever could you mean, Gio? You certainly did not-not-trip." He eyed Gio's extended palm warily. "You'll excuse me if I won't exchange the physical pleasantries- my ability works on a physical-contact basis. Besides, you've already made it clear that you do not need a helping hand." He nodded as Giovanni took his seat. "Though I do suppose introductions are in order. I am Gabriel. You may call me by my surname, Koch. We are students after all." He smiled quietly. "I will leave it up to my friend here to introduce themselves, if they wish. I trust that you have come to claim the mantle that all people like us deserve, and rule over the lesser mortals as a 'villain', as a man among metaphorical monkeys?"

Void didn't respond to Gio's query as to their noticing his fall- though they certainly did notice. They didn't think his stop as bizarre as Gabriel clearly did; after all, they went to a school full of people with strange powers. Instead, they simply reached out and accepted Gio's hand out of cordiality- nothing more. Inclining their head in greeting, Void decided that they would introduce themselves. 'I am Void.' Their physical voice was silent, due to them being mute, so they spoke in the way they did best- a mental connection they were able to establish through their telepathy.

Void withdrew their hand, simply listening to Gabriel probe at their new classmate as to their alliance. It would be a shame if he turned out to be a hero; he seemed to be less irritating than some of their other classmates around them.

Giovanni Emiliani

"Well, uh.. Never heard that saying before," Gio began. "But, I hate to break it to you, uh, Gabriel. My days of robbing banks with 「Doom- uh, I mean, my powers, are over. I was invited to my academy to improve my, uh, education, and because my abilities were some that no one's ever seen before. I'll show you when we land." He explained. "I myself signed up because I want to improve my self as a person - I felt that using my powers as a loophole to do whatever I want was morally bad, if you know what I mean." He folded his arms, sighing as he looked straight into the seat ahead of him. "Before I, you know, entered the academy, I was some sort of vigilante/good samaritan, and helped people as best as I can. Between you and me, though, I don't mind a couple of," he coughed. "Naughty moments but, for the most part, I'm here to do good - and do something better with my life. I'm not good with these speeches and all, but I hope that cleared things up and all."

"I really hope this doesn't break my friendship with these two guys.." Giovanni thought to himself. "Last thing I want is to have to pummel someone I just met with 「Doomsday 」.."

When he noticed the telepathic, blindfolded or masked student accept his handshake, Gio went back to his seat easy. Knowing their abilities, they likely saw that Gio had activated his Stand before he fell and reversed his flow of fall, while everyone else thought it went unnoticed. Gio heard a voice in his head, a voice introducing to him that they were Void, whoever that was.

"Oh, right. Its the telekinetic person. Hope they don't dislike me any more over what I said.." Gio waved a hand to Void again. "Ciao again, Void."

Once the plane was on approach to the island, Gio held on as it rumbled, passing through the forcefield. It descended onto the runway where it quickly landed, and came to a complete stop on the runway. At first glance, the island was breathtakingly beautiful, and vast, and he noticed the fields and dorms all around it while they came down.

"Huh. Always wanted to go to a school by the water." Gio said aloud. Gio stood up from the plane and grabbed his bags from the compartment above him, complete with identical sets of clothes for each day, as well as a kit to help his, y'know. Hair. As he began to leave, he stopped in the aisle, noticing the large guard at the front instructing them to go to the room ahead, to await an introduction by the headmaster. Giovanni turned back to the two he met - Gabriel and Void, and waved for them. "See you in there!" He called, walking forward as he headed to the room.

Of course, Gio took a seat at the front, as he was used to being the center of attention.

[Erhialam]

Saint

"I pray for everyone. Hero or villain, they are all judged equally in the eyes of our Father." Saint said, "I mean no offence what so ever when I pray, and in order to avoid offending people, I do it silently."

She looked at him, "So, you are here to greet the students as well? That's wonderful."

"All are judged, but some get to escape punishment..." Rhys muttered to himself, glaring off into the distance.

"And yes, I did come to greet the students. Decided that giving you heroes a monopoly on greeting was such a bad idea." the teacher said, turning his head and smiling at Saint. "You have to give the undecided students a taste of both options, of course."

"But the ultimate judgement still rests with them," Sylas A. G. Sharpke remarked, a bit more coolly than he intended, approaching his two colleagues with grey trench coat billowing out behind him. He had spoken no accusation of seduction into villainy, but the words hung in the air all the same. As a newly-recruited teacher, he had attempted to coexist with both sides, but found it difficult not to judge his Villain colleagues at times.

"After all, is the world truly a place of absolutes?" A touch of his trademark wit returned with the question.

Glancing over at Saint, he gave her a small smile. He admired her greatly as a colleague, being a veteran Hero among the staff.

[The Flutterlands]

Mathew 'Mad' Hatter

Mad, ignoring the announcement completely, peaked his head over the seat to look behind him at the young girl. A small, inward sigh escaped his lips and soon it progressed into a quiet shriek and then a gasping exclamation of wonder. "Another tea enthusiast!?" he asked loudly smiling and pointing at Filia with a pale finger. "Oh, I do love tea! Do you love tea? Oh, no need to answer dear! I can tell!"

He smiled and then offered his hand fully, stretching through the gap between seats. "I'm Mathew Hatter! And you are!?"

Filia est Umbra

Filia made a small yet quick squeak, taken surprised by the sudden and loud voice of the pale boy before her, and almost spilled her tea. She looked at him and saw that he was almost as pale as she was. Though she was just a bit more paler, almost ghost-like in appearance save for her pair of fiery orange eyes. Filia studied him for a moment, before making a small smile, masking her depressed sadness, believeing to have found a possible friend. "M-my name's Filia est Umbra, M-mister Hatter." she spoke softly, "A-and yes, I-i do like tea. S-some members o-of my family specialize i-in tea. I-it's one of t-the few things I-i like about my f-family, really..."

---

"Such a game is alien to Thessia, and in hindsight, not engaging enough. No, I play a real game...one about war. One your kind perpetrated against Nirrti before the founding of the Ecumene. The intolerant scum could'nt stand the sight of a superior race and culture, so they tried to kill us all. They burned temples, destroyed towns and villages, and massacared my people. The only reason we beat the savages back was we had Forerunner weapons...and their artifacts allowed us to kick your genocidal race off our planet. Neyla remembers...she founded the Ecumene after that war, and there are regions on Thessia that remain abandoned because of the atrocities your kind metted out to mine. This game is based off that conflict...and is an eternal reminder of how savage and intolerant you race was to mine."

"... Games are meant for fun. Not to remind one of atrocities committed against ones' self." Sani said, raising an eyebrow at her. "They are meant to distract from reality, not focus on it."

He readjusted himself, placing the hat over his face again. "And I can assure you, the humans who attacked your kind were not my kind. My people would never harm beings of nature without necessity."

Pitch Black

Pitch's ears flickered as he overheard Neytiri and Sani's talk and his emerald green eyes glistened. He made a grin and shifted in his seat towards the two with a smile on his face. "Are you talking about games?!" shouted the black unicorn in very cheerful voice, one both truthful, yet also greatly hiding malice, "I love games! Games are fun to play all the time!"

Pitch's eyes shifted back and forth between the two. "You don't seem to be of this planet." he spoke, still in his cheerful voice, as he glanced at Neytiri before extending a hoof, "Then again, nither am I! Name's Pitch Black, Unicorn Wizard from the Planet Equestria! What's your names, hmmm?!"

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

"All are judged, but some get to escape punishment..." Rhys muttered to himself, glaring off into the distance.

"And yes, I did come to greet the students. Decided that giving you heroes a monopoly on greeting was such a bad idea." the teacher said, turning his head and smiling at Saint. "You have to give the undecided students a taste of both options, of course."

"But the ultimate judgement still rests with them," Sylas A. G. Sharpke remarked, a bit more coolly than he intended, approaching his two colleagues with grey trench coat billowing out behind him. He had spoken no accusation of seduction into villainy, but the words hung in the air all the same. As a newly-recruited teacher, he had attempted to coexist with both sides, but found it difficult not to judge his Villain colleagues at times.

"It isn't a world of absolutes, is it?" A touch of his trademark wit returned with the question.

"It depends upon who you're talking to." Rhys said, smiling sightly. "If you talk to some heroes, all villains are evil an irredeemable. If you talk to some villains, all heroes are altruistic, holier-than-thou ideologues. And then there are those on both sides who see the moral grey."

He shrugged. "And then there are psychopaths that have no redeemable qualities in the eyes of morality and nature and must to exterminated. The world is not a world of absolutes, but even that statement is not absolute."

[Erhialam]

"But the ultimate judgement still rests with them," Sylas A. G. Sharpke remarked, a bit more coolly than he intended, approaching his two colleagues with grey trench coat billowing out behind him. He had spoken no accusation of seduction into villainy, but the words hung in the air all the same. As a newly-recruited teacher, he had attempted to coexist with both sides, but found it difficult not to judge his Villain colleagues at times.

"It isn't a world of absolutes, is it?" A touch of his trademark wit returned with the question.

"It depends upon who you're talking to." Rhys said, smiling sightly. "If you talk to some heroes, all villains are evil an irredeemable. If you talk to some villains, all heroes are altruistic, holier-than-thou ideologues. And then there are those on both sides who see the moral grey."

He shrugged. "And then there are psychopaths that have no redeemable qualities in the eyes of morality and nature and must to exterminated. The world is not a world of absolutes, but even that statement is not absolute."

"Indeed," Sharpke replied seriously, glad that his colleague hadn't responded in animosity.

Shielding his eyes from the sun with an arm, he watched as the plane descended, admitting silently to himself that he was nervous, and for a panoply of reasons. But entwined with that nervousness was a kind of deep excitement that he would be unable to articulate, were he asked to.

And an ache. For his time here was an opportunity for his redemption. Perhaps that was why he had felt so sensitive to the comment of his colleague, Rhys. Sylas Sharpke had long made up his mind that he would not attempt to sway the villainous to change their minds, knowing full well that it was their ultimate decision to make; anything else would be hypocrisy. He was here to teach, and to learn, and to help the students hone their gifts. All he could hope was that he hadn't chosen the wrong way to give back to the world, a way that would ultimately cause more destruction.

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

Mathew 'Mad' Hatter

Mad, ignoring the announcement completely, peaked his head over the seat to look behind him at the young girl. A small, inward sigh escaped his lips and soon it progressed into a quiet shriek and then a gasping exclamation of wonder. "Another tea enthusiast!?" he asked loudly smiling and pointing at Filia with a pale finger. "Oh, I do love tea! Do you love tea? Oh, no need to answer dear! I can tell!"

He smiled and then offered his hand fully, stretching through the gap between seats. "I'm Mathew Hatter! And you are!?"

Filia est Umbra

Filia made a small yet quick squeak, taken surprised by the sudden and loud voice of the pale boy before her, and almost spilled her tea. She looked at him and saw that he was almost as pale as she was. Though she was just a bit more paler, almost ghost-like in appearance save for her pair of fiery orange eyes. Filia studied him for a moment, before making a small smile, masking her depressed sadness, believeing to have found a possible friend. "M-my name's Filia est Umbra, M-mister Hatter." she spoke softly, "A-and yes, I-i do like tea. S-some members o-of my family specialize i-in tea. I-it's one of t-the few things I-i like about my f-family, really..."

---

"... Games are meant for fun. Not to remind one of atrocities committed against ones' self." Sani said, raising an eyebrow at her. "They are meant to distract from reality, not focus on it."

He readjusted himself, placing the hat over his face again. "And I can assure you, the humans who attacked your kind were not my kind. My people would never harm beings of nature without necessity."

Pitch Black

Pitch's eyes flickered as he overheard Neytiri and Sani's talk and his emerald green eyes glistened. He made a grin and shifted in his seat towards the two with a smile on his face. "Are you talking about games?!" shouted the black unicorn in very cheerful voice,, one both truthful, yet also hiding malice, "I love games! Games are fun to play all the time!"

Pitch's eyes shifted back and forth between the two. "You don't seem to be of this planet." he spoke, still in his cheerful voice, as he glanced at Neytiri before extending a hoof, "Then again, nither am I! Name's Pitch Black, Unicorn Wizard from the Planet Equestria! What's your names, hmmm?!"

'Mad' Hatter

Mad smiled and clapped his hands. "You can just call me Mad, dear! Everyone does!" he said, smiling and laughing. "Ooooohhh! So you must certainly be a tea connoisseur, yes!? I do so love people who share my passion!"

He then offered his hand again, except held out as if it was impersonating a tea kettle. "Would you like some more?"

Sani 'Ghost' Nabahe

Sani, frowning as he sat up and put his hat on straight, glared at the strange pony. So many damn alien animals on this trip. First the anthro next to me and now two talking ponies? It's like something straight out of a hallucination. he thought, before making his way over Neytiri and grabbing his stuff from above them.

He made to leave, but before stopped and looked over his shoulder at Pitch.

"You can call me Ghost, little colt."

And with that he walked off the plane, his boots somehow clacking against the ground.

[Kractero]

"But the ultimate judgement still rests with them," Sylas A. G. Sharpke remarked, a bit more coolly than he intended, approaching his two colleagues with grey trench coat billowing out behind him. He had spoken no accusation of seduction into villainy, but the words hung in the air all the same. As a newly-recruited teacher, he had attempted to coexist with both sides, but found it difficult not to judge his Villain colleagues at times.

"It isn't a world of absolutes, is it?" A touch of his trademark wit returned with the question.

"It depends upon who you're talking to." Rhys said, smiling sightly. "If you talk to some heroes, all villains are evil an irredeemable. If you talk to some villains, all heroes are altruistic, holier-than-thou ideologues. And then there are those on both sides who see the moral grey."

He shrugged. "And then there are psychopaths that have no redeemable qualities in the eyes of morality and nature and must to exterminated. The world is not a world of absolutes, but even that statement is not absolute."

A person who could easily be mistaken for a teenager or a member of the school came up to the group of teachers. She was of average stature and had bunny ears adorned on her head. It would be easy to think she was weak, but she was really a member of the Shadow Council, easily the strongest member due to her nigh omnipotence. Nigh because of her personality being so lazy. She looked up to Rhys, who was taller.

"Rye...let's not argue," Mira said, "We all know who's better than the villains and heroes anyway. Where's your daughter at? What if she's being lusted after by some primal and hormonal ape?"

[Boergandina]

Void didn't respond to Gio's query as to their noticing his fall- though they certainly did notice. They didn't think his stop as bizarre as Gabriel clearly did; after all, they went to a school full of people with strange powers. Instead, they simply reached out and accepted Gio's hand out of cordiality- nothing more. Inclining their head in greeting, Void decided that they would introduce themselves. 'I am Void.' Their physical voice was silent, due to them being mute, so they spoke in the way they did best- a mental connection they were able to establish through their telepathy.

Void withdrew their hand, simply listening to Gabriel probe at their new classmate as to their alliance. It would be a shame if he turned out to be a hero; he seemed to be less irritating than some of their other classmates around them.

Giovanni Emiliani

"Well, uh.. Never heard that saying before," Gio began. "But, I hate to break it to you, uh, Gabriel. My days of robbing banks with 「Doom- uh, I mean, my powers, are over. I was invited to my academy to improve my, uh, education, and because my abilities were some that no one's ever seen before. I'll show you when we land." He explained. "I myself signed up because I want to improve my self as a person - I felt that using my powers as a loophole to do whatever I want was morally bad, if you know what I mean." He folded his arms, sighing as he looked straight into the seat ahead of him. "Before I, you know, entered the academy, I was some sort of vigilante/good samaritan, and helped people as best as I can. Between you and me, though, I don't mind a couple of," he coughed. "Naughty moments but, for the most part, I'm here to do good - and do something better with my life. I'm not good with these speeches and all, but I hope that cleared things up and all."

"I really hope this doesn't break my friendship with these two guys.." Giovanni thought to himself. "Last thing I want is to have to pummel someone I just met with 「Doomsday 」.."

When he noticed the telepathic, blindfolded or masked student accept his handshake, Gio went back to his seat easy. Knowing their abilities, they likely saw that Gio had activated his Stand before he fell and reversed his flow of fall, while everyone else thought it went unnoticed. Gio heard a voice in his head, a voice introducing to him that they were Void, whoever that was.

"Oh, right. Its the telekinetic person. Hope they don't dislike me any more over what I said.." Gio waved a hand to Void again. "Ciao again, Void."

Once the plane was on approach to the island, Gio held on as it rumbled, passing through the forcefield. It descended onto the runway where it quickly landed, and came to a complete stop on the runway. At first glance, the island was breathtakingly beautiful, and vast, and he noticed the fields and dorms all around it while they came down.

"Huh. Always wanted to go to a school by the water." Gio said aloud. Gio stood up from the plane and grabbed his bags from the compartment above him, complete with identical sets of clothes for each day, as well as a kit to help his, y'know. Hair. As he began to leave, he stopped in the aisle, noticing the large guard at the front instructing them to go to the room ahead, to await an introduction by the headmaster. Giovanni turned back to the two he met - Gabriel and Void, and waved for them. "See you in there!" He called, walking forward as he headed to the room.

Of course, Gio took a seat at the front, as he was used to being the center of attention.

Gabriel Koch

Gabriel stared without response as the plane loudly came to a stop. They would continue this conversation later, in peace. He was in shock at Giovanni's response, which was beyond him. Gabriel simply could not comprehend it. He was also stuck on the wording of 'naughty moments', as Gio had put it.
He stood from his seat, allowing Void to get out from theirs, and acquired his luggage from the luggage compartment. He gave the guard nothing but a look of disdain, and as he entered the auditorium, he struck a melodramatic pose, leaning back with his left hand running through his hair under his hat and his right hand pointing with a finger pistol at some unspecified point on the far side of the room.