A School of Villains [IC/Not Accepting/PG-16]

[Kazooie]

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LUNCH

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Elita hummed happily as she watched the chaos running through the school cafeteria, her hands lazily folded in front of her as she did. The fighting, the mess created by everyone... It was enough to cause a lesser being to flinch. But her? No, she knew this was part of the deal.
 
Seeing these people so mercilessly attack each other should have unnerved her at least a little bit. So much violence in such a short span, people getting killed, maimed, or worse, expelled should have caused her to have second thoughts about why she was here in the first place, but even when the worst of things seemed to happen...
 
There was a light in the darkness. A sudden punch from the number one in the school had sent some boy flying across the cafeteria! Elita snapped to attention as she adjusted her bag over her shoulder, watching as the white haired boy was crashed into. A brief flash, an idea ran through her mind...
 
"Um... nevermind. Should I get the nurse...? Or do we have a healer...?"
 
"Any of you a healer? Or do any of you have the nurse on speed-dial? Cause we got a man down!"
 
Elita was about to respond, but she was beaten to the punch by two others it seemed. A girl with a cat hat... Or maybe just a cat wearing a girl costume? The other girl seemed a little less confusing, clearly not a cat, in any case. She tilted her head a little bit as she walked over to the injured boys, a small smile on her face as she listened to the calls for help.
 
"Hey, you think you can walk? I can take you if you can..."
 
Elita held a hand up into the air, "Hello, allow me..." As she was about to kneel down besides the white-haired boy, another girl walked between them. For a brief moment, annoyance flashed across her face as she looked down at the interfering body... 
 
“This will get him off his feet for now. I can handle it from here. I’ll escort him to the nurse’s office afterwards once he’s a bit steadier.”
 
"Ah! If you'll allow me a brief moment, I can help to make sure he does not pass out. I have some... Healing capabilities of my own." She gave a little smile to Rain, offering him a little bow of her head as she placed a hand on the fallen boy's forehead. Her other hand fell down to rest on his stomach, Elita's eyes closing as she mumbled underneath her breath. If the few others close to her were actually listening...

 

"Oh forgotten Goddess, please allow your light to return to this lost being. Let your connection absorb his pain, and bring peace to his soul..."

 

As she spoke, her hands seemed to shake, wobbling a little bit as she lifted them up from his body. The pain that had been lingering in his system seemed to have lifted enough for him to support himself once again. Elita rose up and settled herself down on a seat, a little sigh escaping her as she opened her eyes, "He should be able to walk sooner, with the combined efforts. It'll be easier to help any larger injuries if he can walk himself there."

[Blake]

"Oh, well, then if you're busy, let's make it quick then."

 

"Arleigh" blinked, keeping her expression from changing as Ryuuken's target was sent sprawling. Without missing a beat, she hopped up and made a break for exit, glancing over her shoulder to see where Ryuuken's attention was. Confident in her moment, she slipped into the hallway, briskly walking away. She planned to simply loop around as she waited for the clock to tick down, hoping that the "strongest" student would be occupied for the remainder of the period.

 

However, she grew bored within a couple minutes. "Arleigh" was not a form that she especially enjoyed, despite the quality of the disguise... which, the shapeshifter now realized, had gone entirely to waste by fleeing. Puffing her cheeks out in a very non-Arleigh fashion, she turned around and returned to the cafeteria with only a few minutes to spare, allowing the thrill of being hunted out to excite her. She was unsure of what Ryuuken would do to her, but she was equally sure that winning by fleeing would be less than fun, especially if he hadn't even noticed her attempt.

 

Taking a seat not far from the action, she watched as a bystander was treated by a trio of healers, cocking her head slightly, just enough to be "Arleigh-like"... or, at least, what she felt was Arleigh-like. Casting a cursory glance to Ryuuken, she held back a smile as her heart beat fast from the fear, finally losing just a small amount of control as she bit her lip.

[King K. Azo]

"I believe that might be the best idea you've had. Mere words aren't enough for Dr. Cagey...it's better to have the eyes behold him." Akira nodded as he listened, finishing up his examination of the armor. "Oh, and by the way, Akira. I'll take my money whenever you can give it." Victor added, making Akira look up at Victor. 

"What? No way. That implies Vix'us lost to Randy, and I just don't see that happening. Randy's probably gonna get stuck in a cell, unable to do jack while Vix'us moves literal mountains," Akira shrugged and stretched. "I'll just hack into the school cameras later and see what happened. I'll let you know how much I want then,"
 

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"I only just came from the nurse. You don't have to worry I shall be just fine." Mary stood to her feet, wiping the sweat subtly against her skirt beforehand, and offered the girl a handshake. "My name is Mary and it's very nice to meet you." She noticed the symbol the spider girl had on and asked curiously. "Are you on the Disciplinary Committee? I was quite interested in looking into it..."
 
"Yeah, I'm the second-in-command, Keito. With all the glorified babysitting that comes with it," Keito stared at Mary's hand, arms folded and obviously not going for the shake. "If you wanna apply for the Squad, just do it instead of joining a club at the end of this week. Now if you'll excuse me," With that, she skittered away on her legs, headed for the lunch room.
 

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"You better watch your a​ss, Ryuuken! One day I'll squash you like a bug!" He roared, laughing maniacally. Ryuuken looked up from his position and gave a thumbs up. 

"Good. I look forward to kicking your ass again," He commented, causing Batsu to laugh hysterically from across the lunchroom, despite the fact he was by a group of people and an injured boy.

"Damn, Ryuuken took the fresh meat and absolutely buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurned them!" He sighed as he wiped a tear away from his face before he turned his attention back. One managed to create a wormhole of some sort and produce a medicine (well, after whiskey, anyways) to help the squad nerd, and then a healer came over and started to heal him. In fact, that made about four attractive girls(?) tending to him... "Having four cute girls fawn over him... lucky son of a bitch...," He then took a deep breath, probably to dramatically scream the name of the Squad member, but before he could, an explosion was heard in a different part of the cafeteria, making the explosion boy look around. It wasn't one of his, was it?

 

Meanwhile, the white haired boy coughed a bit, sitting up slowly and holding his chest. It certainly still hurt, but he was still able to move. "I... huh... I was sure I was going to die again...," He muttered, as he looked at his chest. "Thanks for the help...,"

"Yes, thank you for helping our dear team member!" The two from before was suddenly by the white haired boy, helping him to his feet, although from the pained cries from the injured boy, it was obvious they weren't being gentle with him.

"Now, let us, responsible members of the Disciplinary Squad, take our fallen comrade to the nurse!" The bony one  said as the two dragged the injured one away, cries of pain being heard as the three disappeared into the crowd. 

 

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Ryuuken wiped some slime remnant from his face as he looked around, looking around the room. He seemed to have lost track of Devin, his eyes darting around. He was running out of time. He closed his eyes, and the dark violet aura surrounded him again. He didn't say anything, but he soon turned in the direction of Devin, walking forward menacingly. He stopped as he stood in front of Devin, his eyes opening up and looking down at them.

"Found you. The orb's energy is too easy to distinguish. Now, if you please...," He held out his hand, waiting for Devin to place it in his hand. However, before they could do anything else, the bell rang, causing Ryuuken to look up, sighing. "Well... funk," He looked down to Devin. "So, you're a student of Robbie Rotten, huh? Guess we'll be seeing a lot more of each other in the future," With that, he walked off to his next class.

 

 

Software class was about anyone expected. There were rows and rows of computers, with a desk up front, where Doctor Cagey sat. On the desk was a sign that read "No Porn during Class," and even bigger sign underneath that read "No Hacking the Pentagon during Class". 

The class was quiet outside of the humming of the computers. Dr. Cagey was obviously waiting for everybody to come in first before he began the lesson.

 

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History was quiet. Too quiet. The teacher wasn't there yet, and the classroom seemed completely normal. The teacher would likely come soon though, so it was probably best to sit down and get ready.

[Super Chaos Sonic]

 

 

"What? No way. That implies Vix'us lost to Randy, and I just don't see that happening. Randy's probably gonna get stuck in a cell, unable to do jack while Vix'us moves literal mountains. I'll just hack into the school cameras later and see what happened. I'll let you know how much I want then."

 

Victor had no problem with this outcome, cause he knew he was going to win this little bet. His victory was assured. Nevertheless, now he had to worry about the next period: Software. Another class period with Dr. Cagey, the young man couldn't keep himself from smiling.

 

On the other hand, Mandy was somewhat dreading the thought of Software class. That would mean she'd be on the computer all class period...and that would absolutely do a number on her fingers and especially her nails! Tch...hate this...can't believe they even wrangled me into this dumb class... she thought with huff. How could things possibly get worse for her?

 

 

Software class was dead ahead and Victor was in class and did his best to find a computer close enough to the front. After all, he did the same in Mechanics, he'd have to do the same here. He put his bag down beside him and sat down, carefully eyeing the signs that this room had...though they did make the young man think quite a bit.

 

Do people really do this during class? he thought, sighing with a shake of his head. Obviously they think they can do whatever they want just cause they're 'villains'...I mean really...

 

Mandy walked in a little while later, taking a seat in the back of the room and immediately beginning to file her nails again. This was a class she wasn't truly invested in, though she did get quite the laugh out of the signs that the computer lab happened to have. Still, it really meant nothing to her...then again, maybe while the guy was teaching, she'd be able to get a bit of time on social media. After all, she just had to check what was going on in the world today.

 

Best leave everyone else to their little class time...I got better things to do. she hummed silently to herself, smiling all the while.

[LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow]

"If you wanna apply for the Squad, just do it instead of joining a club at the end of this week. Now if you'll excuse me,"

 

Hm? Was that it? She had expected that such a position would require at least some form of recommendation. Perhaps that happened after. She couldn't help but be a bit disappointed that the girl left so swiftly. Though now that she thought about it she hadn't eaten lunch yet either so she probably should get going.

 

But if she followed so soon would the girl think her clingy? Perhaps she should wait a bit...but arriving for lunch late didn't seem like a very disciplined thing to do either.

 

Mary fretted over this for some time before deciding she should go to the lunch room anyway...though as she arrived there it seemed the bell was ringing for people to head to class.

She thought about her schedule and remembered that her next class was a free period. Though she didn't really have much to do during it and wasn't sure if she should leave campus or not...

 

That's when she noticed one of her classmates....Randall "Mothefucking" Dukes if she remembered his introduction correctly. She blushed a bit as she thought of the middle part. Even thinking such a vulgar word made her a bit uneasy.

 

Taking a breath she approached him, sitting there and laughing, and cleared her throat. "Excuse me, Randall, correct? I don't know if you remember but we had some classes together...My name is Mary. It seems we both have a Free Period now, and I just..." She paused. She didn't have any plan as to what to say here. There was no reason for her to speak to him at all. She just didn't like the idea of spending her free period on her own. "That is to say...what's so funny if you don't mind me asking?" She smiled warmly at the boy and waited for his response, hands clasped behind her back.

[Blake]

As Ryuuken began to head towards her, Devin's heart began to race. The feeling of being caught, being defeated was upon her...! She barely heard him speak as she hugged herself, grinning like a possum as the jig was up... or was it?
 
"Found you. The orb's energy is too easy to distinguish. Now, if you please...,"
 
"... One."She replied, the bell ringing the moment the sound left her lips.
 
"Well... funk. So, you're a student of Robbie Rotten, huh? Guess we'll be seeing a lot more of each other in the future."

"Neeheehee... That was fun!" The shapeshifter replied as she threw her arms out, clearly misusing Arleigh's form as she slid in front of Ryuuken. "I had left while you were distracted, but winning like that wouldn't be any fun... So I came back for the thrill of being caught, and you managed it! So, let's call this a draw~"

Devin seemed to stab her hand into her stomach, producing the orb from within her and tossing it to Ryuuken with a smile on her face, "See you around, big guy!"

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By the time Devin made it to History, she had shifted back to her previous blonde-haired blue-eyed disguise. She knew exactly who the teacher was after consulting the schedule, and she figured she could use any brownie points she could manage. After all... This was one of the biggest villains in history she would be learning from.

 

Taking the center seat before anyone else arrived, Devin hummed happily to herself, still full of jittery energy from the chase. Maybe it wasn't the most villainous thing to call it a draw, instead of taking her win... but making friends, especially powerful ones, couldn't hurt right?

[Yui]

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She was late! Super-late! One thing led to another, and between a tiny shopping trip, rescuing a stray cat from a tree and subsequently eating the cat (not alive of course, what kind of monster would do that!?), some old guy mistaking her for a group of musicians she'd never heard of before, and getting lost on her way to Center Lowhaven High more than a few times, Sarka could tell that she'd definitely missed at least a few classes by now. In her rush to at least get to one of them, Sarka barreled through the front doors of the school, nearly ripping it off its hinges in her rush, as every running step left behind small traces of the water from inside her boots.

 

By the time Sarka had arrived, lunch was already over, and asking the nearest student revealed to her that fifth period was starting. Sarka looked at her schedule again. Fifth period... Software with Dr. Cagey! Sarka looked down, to her boots. I wouldn't want to trip anyway, but let's definitely not trip in Cagey's class. Mental note of caution taken, Sarka hurried along to get to Cagey's class, the slosh-sloshing of her footsteps getting quieter for the very confused student she had approached.

 

More through sheer dumb luck than an active effort to try and find the right room, Sarka soon found herself outside of the classroom where her Software class awaited. She took a deep breath, then - in a stark contrast to how she'd barreled through the front door just earlier - gently opened the door. It didn't seem like all the other students had arrived yet, but the ones that had arrived - as well as the teacher - all had one thing in common. Groundwalkers. All of them. Slowly and carefully, Sarka moved through the classroom, and sat down next to the male student that had arrived; the one with the glasses. Something about the other student - the girl with the goofy hat - put Sarka off.

 

"Hey, groundwalker," she quietly started. "Class didn't start yet, right?"

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[👀 REP 👀]

 

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Randall's maniacal cackling was interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat near him. Randall turned to see who dared approach him, greeted by that one nice girl from earlier. "Excuse me, Randall, correct? I don't know if you remember but we had some classes together... My name is Mary. It seems we both have a Free Period now, and I just..." Randall tilted his head in confusion. What was she doing wasting his free time?  "That is to say... what's so funny if you don't mind me asking?"

 

Randall grinned, standing up from his seat. "Ya wanna know what's so funny, eh?" He placed his foot onto the chair, his grin shifting to a scowl. "There ain't nothin' funny going on, ya idiot! Can't ya tell an evil villain cackle when ya see one? This is basic villain s​hit, c'mon!" He shook his head, stepping off of the chair. "So what the hell ya want with me, huh? Lookin' to kill time?" He asked, cracking his knuckles. "Well, I was gonna go hit up the gym and work out a bit for my free period..." He shrugged. "If ya ain't got anything else to do I guess you could tag along. Ya look like you could do with some muscles yourself!"

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"Well that went... well, I guess." Natalia thought out loud as a bunch of other students took over the situation. She was a bit bummed she didn't get to talk all that much with who she wanted to talk to, but that was fine. There was always a chance to do that at a later point. Right now she had something else to worry about; her next class was about to start. Without wasting much time, Natalia made her way to her next destination - history class.

 

When Natalia had gotten there, she noted that the teacher hadn't arrived yet. Which was partially a good sign, as it meant that she wasn't late. However, the class room was rather quiet because of it. There weren't all that many people in there. Quietly, Natalia made her way to the front of the class, taking one of the desks there. She took out a notebook out of her bag and got ready for the teacher to get there.

[Mr. Hyde]

 

Vix wandered around the hallways clumsily for quite sometime until the lunch bell rang, signifying that the time to consume earthly cuisine was now over.  Vix looked to his schedule to see what his next class was.  

 

"Ah yes."  He said tapping his beak.  "Hoominity's History."  Truly, the history of this species was to be that similar of the Vol, give or take a couple of millennia.  After all, Vix'us species was almost as old as the earth itself.  Maybe their records would be shorter than that of the Vol.  Vix'us finally made it to the class, where he ducked under the entrance to avoid hitting his head.  It seemed more and more students were starting to settle in.  Strangely the teacher was absent.  These hoomins had no appropriate sense of time it seemed.  He didn't instantly recognize any of the other students who were currently there, as he found a seat in the back.  

 

"A shame that Mary isn't here.  Patting her head would make the time go by quickly."  Vix'us instead crossed his arms, and let his beak touch his chest.  Hoomin school was exhausting.  

[VCR_CAT]

Arleigh

 

"Whatever..." Randall growled reservedly before going off on the clearly stronger student even more. Arleigh took her time to put her gasmask back on, thoroughly entertained at the prospect of this 'Randall' individual, someone who can stare down such a clear and obvious threat without a care in the world for what it might mean for his personal safety. Arleigh was convinced that she was going to grow fond of such a clearly reckless and stupid individual.

 

However, at this thought, someone else had approached their table. "Excuse me, Randall, correct? I don't know if you remember but we had some classes together... My name is Mary. It seems we both have a Free Period now, and I just..." Arleigh's eyes snapped in the direction of this girl and turned to a bright amber, her pupils morphing to slits like that of a snake as she glared at this girl. "That is to say... what's so funny if you don't mind me asking?"

 

"Ya wanna know what's so funny, eh?" Randall planted his foot on the chair, grinning like an idiot in traditional Randall fashion. "There ain't nothin' funny going on, ya idiot! Can't ya tell an evil villain cackle when ya see one? This is basic villain s​hit, c'mon!" He shook his head, stepping off of the chair. "So what the hell ya want with me, huh? Lookin' to kill time?" He asked, cracking his knuckles. "Well, I was gonna go hit up the gym and work out a bit for my free period..." He shrugged. "If ya ain't got anything else to do I guess you could tag along. Ya look like you could do with some muscles yourself!"

 

"You know," Arleigh started, her normal monotonous voice sounding a clear tone deeper, her words more emphasized and intentional. "I feel like I need to burn off some of that lunch I just ate." Arleigh's eyes snapped back to normal and her voice was back to its usual drawl as well. "I would ask if you would allow me to accompany you, but that implies I would take no as an answer."

 

 

 

Dr. Claw, the Great and Terrible

 

"As much as I hate to admit it, he has a point," Akira commented. "Unless you're a villain or his direct enemy, Dr. Cagey's not one to take the spotlight. He did like, only three 'take over the world' attempts, it's not something most people would notice. Still, maybe during a free period, we should introduce you. I'm sure you'd like him,"

 

"I believe that might be the best idea you've had. Mere words aren't enough for Dr. Cagey...it's better to have the eyes behold him." Victor added as well, and Rusty scowled inside his suit at the prospect of spending more time with these hairless apes. But, as he looked over his schedule, he discovered that he did, indeed, have a class coming up.

 

"Oh, I'm afraid that just won't work out. You see, after this period I have software with..." Rusty squinted at the page and soon discovered that a smear of his food had gotten over the page. "Well that's not important right now. I'm sure I'll find out when the class begins! In the meantime, continue with your petty little 'bet'. After all, it might be your last! Ahahahaha!"

 

With that, the bell had rung, and Dr. Claw marched his massive, robotic suit from the lunchroom in a series of loud stomps, making his way towards the computer lab. Once inside, he soon discovered that the space between the desks with the computers was only barely large enough for his suit to stand between them, but still too small for it to lower itself into a seating position. Regardless, with a massive warp-cannon on one arm, it would be impossible to operate any sort of computer with the suit itself. Luckily, Rusty had prepared for such an occassion, and as he carefully maneuvered his suit behind a desk off to the side, a USB cable snaked its way from the suit and plugged into the computer, a keyboard lighting up in front of Rusty in front of his cockpit.

 

Rusty relaxed in his seat, waiting for the other students to show up. He looked at the teacher at the front of the classroom, and back at his stained schedule, squinting. There was something familiar about the name, like as if it was important to a conversation, but whatever it was it was beyond him. Oh well, it couldn't be that important.

[LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow]

Mary listened politely as Randall gave her an answer. She gave a light laugh at his words. "I apologize. I'm not used to all this. It's why I'm here to learn after all. I'm sure anyone else would have recognized your wonderful cackle."

 

And then another one spoke up. Mary saw this girl before too though she didn't quite remember her as much. It seemed she wanted to go as well. She clapped her hands together and gave a little hop. "Well that's just lovely! All three of us have a free period at the same time then? I suppose that means we'll have this time off together all year wouldn't it? Goodness, I didn't even think of that..."

 

This day was filled with all sorts of new friends she wasn't sure she'd be able to contain herself. But, she wouldn't want to rush things. "I must admit I do not really know where this gym is." She said, abashed. "As you can see I am not the most physically fit person. But if you would like to lead the way I certainly would not mind going along."

[Kazooie]

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LUNCH

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With lunch drawing to a close, and with that boy injured... Well, hopefully she could get in touch with him... Later. With her help, along with the help of the other girl, he would owe some favors. Maybe she could find a way to get in with that little group after all! With the sudden lift to her spirits, Elita put her hands together and spoke a quick prayer under her breath, before returning to her food for the remains of the lunch period. She hummed lightly as she turned her attention towards the crowd from where the 'strongest student' had been in a brief squabble, her finger tapping gently along her cheek as she shook her head softly.

 

With her work done and the fact that the next class period would almost certainly be starting shortly, Elita began to collect her things and stand up, disposing of her trash as she took slow, slightly unsteady steps to her next class.

 

I'm going to need a head start to get there on time...
 

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5th Period

History

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Elita brought herself into the History class room with light footsteps, her hand reaching into her purse to dig around for a moment as she sighed. She pulled out a small bottle of medicine, popping it open and taking one of the small pills almost immediately, swallowing it as she returned the bottle to her purse. She took a little glance around the classroom at the assortment of students who were already there, her brow raising as she did. The first student looked normal enough, if a bit... Excited? She seemed to be humming to herself, in any case.
 
In the front row was a girl with bright red hair, who looked slightly familiar... Of course! She was one of the two who had been nearby when the white haired boy was injured. Elita nodded her head softly, before turning her attention through the room once again.
 
That was a bird. She didn't pause to think about this, instead she just accepted that there was, in fact, a giant, and probably angry, bird in the school. She tore her eyes away from the sight as she moved out of the doorway and walked through the classroom, finding a seat near the far wall on the same row as Devin. She hummed gently as she retrieved a notebook and a pen from her bag, clicking her tongue idly as she flipped open her notebook, seemingly taking notes for a class that hadn't even started yet.

[Astolfo]

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Rain Mirren

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Rain’s eyes glinted as the two Discplinary Squad members dragged away the white-haired boy. The bell rung soon after though, so he sighed. “Guess I’ll have to give up for now, tch.” The petite boy pulled out his schedule sheet from an ink-black portal. “Let’s see, let’s see~ History? Oh, is that the one with Hitler?” His lips curled upwards. This was a small improvement to his soured mood. Locating the direction of the classroom, he skipped down the hall.

 

It took only a minute or two to reach the classroom, and with a light tap and pull on the door, he poked his head in. “Mirren here~!” The feminine, pink-haired boy scanned the room to see if there was anyone he recognized. Fortunately or unfortunately, it ended up being every single one of them, from Devin to the weird crossdressing giant bird. “Thank god it’s not in those gym clothes anymore,” Rain muttered under his breath. He bounced on his heels for a few seconds as he tried to decide whether to sit next to Devin or next to either of the two girls he had met before who were helping him with the horned boy. One of the girls was sitting in the same row as Devin, who was in the center, while the other was in the front. He decided to sit diagonally between all three of them, so he could turn or reach any of them if needed. He swung side to side in his seat slowly before tapping on Natalia’s shoulder. Reaching into a swirling disc that appeared instantaneously, Rain pulled out a bottle of Macallan M and a small crystal glass. He poured a moderate amount into the cup before putting the bottle away once more, taking a small sip, his face taking a slight rosy blush.

 

“Hiya, remember me? Name’s Mirren~♪”

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[👀 REP 👀]

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"You know," Randall's head shot almost immediately towards Arleigh, his eyes practically shooting daggers at her. However, his glare loosened up when he heard what she had to say. He grinned wildly. This would be a good time to show her where her place was potentially. Before he could say anything, however, Mary spoke up. She also wanted in on the gym thing. Randall couldn't help but chuckle.
 
"I see I've got me some gym 'buddies'!" He stretched his arms "Alright, I'll let the two of you tag along with me!" He let out a hearty laugh, before turning to both of them. "Well let's not waste any time! Let's hustle!" He said, making his way towards the exit door. He knew exactly where the gym was, making a bee line towards it whether the two girls followed him or not.
 

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As Natalia sat there, waiting for the teacher to appear, she felt something tap on her shoulder. Turning around, it was one of the students from the whole fiasco during lunch. This had been the one that pulled the bottles out of seemingly nowhere. “Hiya, remember me? Name’s Mirren~♪” 

"Oh, hello there." Natalia answered with a small smile, waving her hand at the... girl? Mirren was rather androgynous. Natalia's eyes shifted towards the glass that was filled with what Natalia could only assume was some sort of alcohol. "I... don't think you're suppose to be drinking that in class..." She said, before remembering where they were. "Oh right. Villain school. Forgot they don't care..." She muttered to herself, before turning back to Mirren. "I guess that doesn't matter at this rate." The girl extended her arm out for a hand shake. "My name is Natalia. Thank you for the help back there, Mirren."

[~Faytl~]

Kess had left the nurse's office just as lunch rolled to a close. She hadn't been awake for most of it; swimming in and out of consciousness, the area around her eye dulled and void of feeling. She had caught the sound of small metallic dings when she could comprehend them, a shadow leaning over her, working at her eye. She had felt something slip out, and had immediately lost consciousness again, the realization that her ruined eye was being extracted too much for her medicated, exhausted brain to handle. 

 

As she walked down the hallway, rubbing at the sleek metal square that now covered the place her eye had just been, the smooth square of gray that was now very noticeable on her face, she swore under her breath. Day one and she had lost an eye. Why had she gone so easy on Mary? She should have sent her to the nurse's office on a stretcher. Drag her there herself. 

 

She felt off-kilter. Her missing eye was seriously funking with her depth perception. It was like she was about to tip over with every step. She briefly tried running and her halved vision swam before she halted, bending down to hold her head between her knees.

 

funk, she thought emphatically. Day one was like this... what would day two with all these villains be like? Or day three? Or eight, or twenty, or one hundred and eighty-seven? Kess had severed all ties with the world above; She was in with these people, or so her cousin kept telling her. She had wanted to light out on her own, take on the heroes. At least most of them weren't likely to gouge out an eye.

 

"Bloody Mary..." she growled, stalking through the hallways aimlessly, not having a class to go to. "That punk jabroni..." She still didn't know what to do about Mary. She was a weirdo; Threatening her with violence didn't scare her... Hell, USING violence didn't scare her, she almost seemed to enjoy it. It definitely made beating her up more frustrating... and less effective. 

 

She thought back to how Mary had reacted so positively to Kess blasting her lights out. How everyone had been watching her do it. She looked bad; Like her powers weren't up to scratch. How the hell was she going to recover from that?

 

She went to the gym, deciding to work out. It had always worked to avoid her brother, give her some time to herself. She went to the weights room, where she was undisturbed as she started off slowly, lifting large dumbbells idly as she gave her tired, electricity-riddled body a chance to warm up.

 

She wasn't undisturbed for long. She had been contemplating Mary's face and imagining blasting it off for only a few minutes before the door to the gym slammed open, Kess tilting her head to see out of the weight room door. She spotted one she recognized, one of the loudmouths from Psychology, but the one that drew her attention was the very familiar one, the one she had been stewing on. And inspiration struck her immediately upon seeing her.

 

"Well, well, well," she drawled, standing and coming to lean in the door to the weight room, still slowly lifting and lowering the weight in her hand. Her one eye swept over the three before her, sweeping directly over Arleigh, who she didn't recognize, Randall, who she lingered on briefly, before settling on Mary, the one single eye narrowing, an almost predatory glint present in it, offset weirdly by the silver of her patch. "If it isn't my friend, Bloody Mary..." The name was still spoken with some slight irony, but she spoke it nonetheless as she stepped forward slowly, more of a swagger than a walk. She didn't turn her missing eye away; She couldn't afford to show any weakness as she slowly sauntered up to Mary, looking her dead in the face with her mismatched eyes.

 

"... How the hell are 'ya?" she asked, taking her free arm and sliding it around Mary's shoulders, perhaps a tad more forcefully than necessary as she pivoted to face the others, grinning like a shark. "Gym buddies with this one, eh? Not a bad idea... She took a blast from me," she stated idly, not with the rage and indignation that she really felt about it. "She's tough... Hopefully she helps you newbies catch up to her." She flexed the hand that was around Mary's shoulder, lifting it up as sparks flared up inside it briefly, the hand mere inches from the side of Mary's face. "Not everyone who can walk away from me."

 

That's it... This is what it's like, BLOODY MARY, she thought savagely. You want to run with me, you can catch all the bullshit from these weak fucks who think they're hot sheet same as I do. See how you LIKE it.

[Astolfo]

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Rain Mirren

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“Hm, oh.”

 

Rain’s verdant eyes widened slightly. He had honestly forgotten about the whole laws of minimum drinking age and building policies of alcohol. The boy returned her handshake, noting the lavender nailpolish and soft skin, giving a slight nod. Hm, no hard labor, seems fairly well off cash-wise. Outfit-wise… His eyes briefly panned over her. Not shabby. At least, decent purse depth. Maybe I can make a little something. Rain reached over into empty space once more, silently opening a portal at the same time, pulling out the whiskey bottle and a second crystal-carved glass. He poured a small portion and offered it to Natalia.

 

“You should try some. The taste is quite exquisite. Well worth the $600,000,” Rain said in a honeyed tone. Setting his own cup down after an appreciative sip, his tone turned a little more serious. “I’m a merchant of sorts, if you will. Is there anything you would want to get your hands on? An item? A favor?”

 

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[👀 REP 👀]

 

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Natalia could feel Mirren's eye's scan her as the two shook hands, although she couldn't see any overwhelmingly negative vibes coming from them. It was then that Mirren opened up another portal, pulling out another glass. Natalia was slightly confused, until they offered her a glass of the wine. She was conflicted. On one hand, she had just talked to them about not being allowed to drink in class. On the other, it would be rather rude to refuse the offering, especially something as expensive as they claim. 

With a nod, she slowly took the glass meant for her. It wasn't like she was too attached to the rules all that much, plus he had drank before that one time. Also, she felt, this was a step she had to take in her overall grand scheme to become stronger. As Natalia took a sip of her whiskey, she couldn't help but take a glance at the drink. It was like nothing she had ever experienced. It tasted good. Really good. It was hard to explain why she liked it so much.

 

"A merchant, huh?" Natalia said without much thought, before shaking her head. "The thing I want can't be bought." She said, taking another sip of her drink. "Thank you, by the way. For the drink that is. It's... amazing, to put it simply." Her eyes were lit up when she said that. "Where... did you get something so... expensive? It's hard to imagine someone that rich around these parts, let alone someone who's in what's basically a high school."

[Astolfo]

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Rain Mirren

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Rain could see the hesitation give way to pleasure as Natalia finally conceded. To be fair, she herself was the one reprimanding him for drinking in the first place. The boy nodded, his lips curling upwards slightly. “Glad you like it,” he said. While it was a hefty gift he had just offered what was essentially a randomer for a failed chance at business, he didn’t let the discontent show on his face. At the very least, she did have an appropriate appreciation for good whiskey. He took another small sip of his own whiskey, a rosy blush forming on his face. “It’s the work of seventeen people and over fifty hours of work, and by one of the best companies in the world for this business no less. The rich blend of its flavors is just so wonderful.” Rain frowned slightly. He could go into more detail, but he figured that would just be rambling that she would most likely not be interested in. The boy searched through his mind for an appropriate thing to say. “Sorry to hear I can’t help. Hope that works out for you. As for my income…”

 

He brought an index finger to his lips softly. “Can’t divulge too much, but many, many people with deep pockets need various…goods, transported. And I can do just that.” The pink-haired child gestured at the cup in front of him. “And it lets me afford little luxuries like these. Quite worth it, would you say not? This world runs on money. Even those that are not involved directly will end up related to its flow in one way or another.

 

And another plus side,” he said, tapping on the side of his head, “is knowledge. By rooting myself within many, many places, it gives me quite a favorable reach of people to borrow.” Rain slid a business card with his name and contact information from seemingly out of nowhere over towards her desk. “If you ever want to make a deal, feel free to reach me here. Class should be starting soon.”

 

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[LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow]

"If it isn't my friend, Bloody Mary..."

 

Mary smiled widely as they entered the gym and Kess approached. Friend? So there was the confirmation she needed. Kess was her friend! How delightful!

 

She blushed as Kess put her arm around her, giving praises, and had to stifle something else as the girl pulled her roughly. Thoughts were swimming in the young girl's mind. First Kess called her friend and now this? Golly, it was...exciting. She wasn't prepared for such a thing. So she merely laughed awkwardly. "Oh, well, I'm not really all that." Mary began modestly. "Thank you for your kind words, though, f-friend." Mary finished with a small, gentle, smile.

 

She looked over at the other two. "I'm sure they're more capable than I am. I suppose you could say I'm...used to injuries." She laughed again. A polite, girlish, giggle. "Well...I don't want to keep any of you from your exercise. Don't worry about me."

[King K. Azo]

Daichi was laying down on the bench, covering his eyes with his arm, and wearing pink earmuffs to block out the sounds of the students going through their introductory day. Obviously, they didn't work, because the moment the doors opened, he looked over, groaning as he say more students. "Kidney Stoooooooone. There are mooooooore of them. Make them gooooo aaaaaaaaaaway," he groaned as he covered his eyes again. 
 
"As long as they aren't interfering with class, the gym is open to everyone," Bloodstone responded. "That's what the rulebook says, anyway."

"Maaaaaaaaan, what makes you think Headmaster knows what's in that book?" Daichi asked as he sat up. "For all we know, he just conjured it up without reading it with his voodoo magic... and alcohol....," He then sat up. "Wait, I have a better idea! Hey Kidney Stone! Imma be takin' these...," he paused, letting out a loud belch. "Fine fitness folks to the secret workout place. Dat cool? Cool," without waiting for a response, he walked over to the thermostat that had a huge sign that read "Do not touch," on it, and began to touch it. After touching it in a certain way, the bleachers began to split part, scrapping across the floor and revealing a secret passage. "Right, you guys go down there now, okay? I'll be behind the you whoooooooole way," Daichi said.

 

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Inu barreled into the room, looking around. The bell hadn't rang yet, so he wasn't late!! He looked around, surveying his classmates. Besides the fish girl and the giant robot, this class seemed sane. Finally! He sat down, sighing to himself. He looked at his computer, and realized it asked for a username and a password.

Dr. Claw, on the other hand, would hear a hand tapping on his armor. Looking down, he'd see Velocity Man looking up to the face of the suit. "You have enough room? You need a bigger desk? And keyboard?"

 

Akira, meanwhile, had slipped in, sitting next to Victor. "Dude, how many girlfriends do you have?" He whispered into Victor's ear. Dr. Cagey then cleared his throat. 

"Welcome to Software Class. Here we will be learning important things, like how to hack systems, and how to program robots, along with complex virus creation. Just don't upload them to the internet, we have too many AIs running amuck on the internet as is," He explained. "Now," He pushed up his glasses, standing up. "Pick a username and a password,"

 

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The Arrival of a Villain
 
As the class got settled in, a portal opened in the chalkboard, fire being able to be seen through it, and the screams of the damned filled the room. A hand come out from the portal, and a being completely lit on fire pulled himself through it, standing behind the desk, folding his arms and staring intimidatingly at the class. The portal closed, and the fire suddenly died, revealing Adolf Hitler standing before them, wearing a cape over his uniform. The cape fluttered in an invisible wind as he stared at the class.
 
"Hello, und velcome to History class.  I am Adolf Hitler, but you may call me Mr. Hitler, or mein Fuhrer," He said, his voice thick with a German accent. "Ve are here to learn apout zee hisdory of fillainy.  If you listen clozely, you may affoid zee misdakes of zee bast, und zucceed vere others haffe failed!" He paused, thinking to himself. "Now, zince zis class is pigger zan mein last one, I vill zimbly ask you zis, und you vill yell out ein ansver. Vy is hisdory imbortant?"

[Super Chaos Sonic]

 

 

"Hey, groundwalker. Class didn't start yet, right?"

 

"Actually it hasn't ye-" Victor spoke, turning his head to face who spoke and his eyes went wide. What was sitting beside him was a blue girl who seemed...to have water in her boots. And given this was a computer lab of all places... "Excuse me! Don't be so close to the computers like you are! You have water all over your boots! You'll fry yourself and the machines!" he exclaimed.

 

Does he have to be so loud? Mandy thought, huffing slightly with a slight roll of her eyes. Uptight computer junkies...

 

It was a bit more time and more students seemed to enter: Dr. Claw, the robot individual Victor saw during lunch, some dark brooding guy, and of course, Akira. Seemed like it was a normal class, especially with the fact that Akira sat down beside him. A rival needed to be as close as possible...guess that was Victor thought Akira's though process was.

 

"Dude, how many girlfriends do you have?"

 

"Girlfriend? The hell are you on about?" Victor whispered back, trying to figure out what the guy meant, until he heard Cagey clear his throat. Welp, time to pay attention.

 

"Welcome to Software Class. Here we will be learning important things, like how to hack systems, and how to program robots, along with complex virus creation. Just don't upload them to the internet, we have too many AIs running amuck on the internet as is. Now, pick a username and a password."

 

That shouldn't be too hard. Victor smirked, pulling his glasses out to put them on his face. With a quick crack of his knuckles, he immediately typed in a username: CyberWizard. He would've immediately chosen the name he had in mind for his villain name, but that would've definitely been too easy...or too obvious. I need to think outside of the box more and more, especially if I'm to be a villain...now for the password...

 

He rubbed his chin, before finally thinking of one. 1mP0551bl3 ....Impossible. Perfect. It had the right suggested amount of characters in it and it had number, characters, or a combination of both in it. Feeling quite good about himself, he removed his glasses, quickly pulled out a notebook to write the login information down before returning it back into his bag and awaiting the further instructions.

 

Mandy on the other hand...

 

Jeez...all this is just bullcrap. she thought with a small huff, as she typed up the username and password as quick as she could. Hangnail16 and cuticle. She honestly couldn't be bothered with this and really just wanted to access the internet...like now.

 

"Excuse me, sir? I did the thing...now what?" Mandy asked in quite the bored tone.

[Yui]

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"Actually it hasn't ye-" Then suddenly, as he looked at her, the groundwalker stopped talking. He looked scared of something? Did Sarka finally meet somebody who recognized how vastly superior deepfolk were to filthy humans? Maybe he was going to swear his undying fealty to her?

 

"Excuse me! Don't be so close to the computers like you are! You have water all over your boots! You'll fry yourself and the machines!"

 

"...my boots?" Sarka glanced down at the boots on her feet. Of course there was water in them! How else was she supposed to get around? A tiny stifled giggle slipped out of Sarka's lips. "Pff... pfah-hah-hah-hah! You're worried about that!? I haven't been out of the ocean for very long, but even I know that water and electricity doesn't mix! That's why I only filled my boots halfway; unless I trip on something or get into a fight, there's no way I'd spill more than a couple drops that way; not nearly enough to hurt the machines."

 

And then it was time for class to begin. So said the teacher said. Whatever his name was. "Welcome to Software Class. Here we will be learning important things, like how to hack systems, and how to program robots, along with complex virus creation. Just don't upload them to the internet, we have too many AIs running amuck on the internet as is. Now, pick a username and a password."

 

Sarka turned to the computer... only to recoil a bit when met with the bright screen. Too bright. Sarka reached for a pair of tinted glasses hanging from the front of her tank top, and put them on over her eyes. They weren't for poor eyesight or anything - Sarka could see just as fine as any groundwalker - but to help her with bright lights. Once they were on over her eyes, the computer screen was far more tolerable. A username and a password. Sarka had spent some time before the school year started studying up on computers. She knew these things.

 

Username: Deep1

Password: hascid

 

Probably not the best password. But Sarka could remember it easily, and that was what mattered most to her. With that settled, Sarka reached for a gallon jug of water that had been resting by her side. The same one she'd brought with her to school today. To the observing eye, one would be able to tell that the water inside wasn't as clear as they were probably used to. Sarka seemed to pay it no mind, as she removed the cap and took down a large sip of water, before turning her attention back to the groundwalker boy who was amusingly afraid of her boots.

 

As she put the cap back on her jug of water, Sarka held the water in his general direction and said "If you're scared of water or something, it's this you should be worried about. I heard once that groundwalkers can't drink saltwater... is that actually true?"

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[Blake]

"Because those who ignore history are doomed to repeat it, mein Fuhrer."
 
Devin had raised her hand before speaking, a soft smile on her face. The shapeshifter, looking positively Aryan down to now wearing lederhosen, gave a slight curtsy from her seat before continuing. her blue eyes shimmering brightly.
 
"However... Only the winners write the history that we've been taught most of our lives... So does mein Fuhrer have some updated texts?"

Openign her notebook and stealthily producing a pen from her hand, akin to her trick with the knives in gym, Devin clicked it as she waited for the Hitler or another student to answer her. She bit into her tongue, holding her smile so no one else would notice as she gently ground her teeth into it, her mind reeling.
 

Ugh, I need to remake my tongue when class is over. Calling that devil by that title is the worst... But I can't afford to be on his bad side.

[👀 REP 👀]

 

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As Randall entered the gym, he cracked his knuckles and grinned wickedly. A grin that, almost immediately, fell as his eyes locked on to the other student in the room. It was Electrobi​​​tch from Psychology. "Well, well, well, if it isn't my friend, Bloody Mary..." She knew Mary? More importantly, she got along with another human being? As Kess walked up to the trio and placed her shoulder on Mary, she turned to them and gave them a grin. As Kess talked down to them, Randall's blood began to boil. He could feel his rage boiling up, and yet...

 

Randall broke into laughter. "THIS ONE?" He shouted, poiting at Mary. "THIS ONE GAVE YOU TROUBLE? SHE COULDN'T EVEN HURT A FLY!" His mad cackling continued, almost intensified by Mary's polite and nervous response to Kess. "HOW FUC​​​KING PATHETIC ARE YOU!?" As his laughter continued, he eyes locked onto Kess's, morphing into an intense glare, almost like he was trying to shoot her down with his rage alone. "AND YET YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY - THE FUC​​​KING GALL - TO CALL ME A NEWBIE!? ME!? RANDALL MOTHERFUC​​​KING DUKES!?" Suddenly, the ground beneath him cracked, as if someone had just dropped something heavy on it. He took a deep sigh, clenching his fist. "I can't say I don't appreciate the boldness. I've been craving to unwi-"

 

Just then, he was interrupted by the sounds of the bleachers opening up. Randall turned to see the drunken bast​​​ard that had showed up during Gym Class. "Right, you guys go down there now, okay? I'll be behind the you whoooooooole way," Daichi spoke, near the new opening that had formed. 

 

"Tch!" Randall said, still infuriated with the gnat but impressed with the secret door. He turned back to Kess. "So how 'bout it, spark plug? You come with us so I can kick yer as​​​​​​s there?!"

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Natalia was much more curious about what the Mirren knew rather than what they had. As she nodded her head, she saw the merchant's business card slide onto her desk. "You're an interesting one, Mirren. We'll be keeping in touch." Natalia said, placing the business card into her backpack. Just then class started, and Natalia's jaw nearly dropped as she saw who her teacher was.

 

She couldn't believe Adolf Hitler had just walked from what she assumed was a portal from hell into her class room, and was about to teach a History class. There was no way this was the Adolf Hitler, she refused to accept it! It must have been a clone or something. 

 

It wasn't important. What mattered is that notHitler had just asked the class something. Specifically about why history was important. She heard one of the students give the answer Natalia was gonna give, which was a bit annoying but not by much. She had another answer up her sleeve. "It gives us an understand on how we got to where we are today, which lets us understand our world better."

[Kazooie]

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5th Period

History

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Elita frowned for a moment as she glanced around the History classroom, her hand scratching at her cheek as she tensed up. Her focus shifted away from the little conversation that was going on between that smaller group of students and towards the front of the class, as if preparing herself for the oncoming class. There was something tense in the air right now to her, a sense of panic was starting to beat steadily inside of her, though she couldn't place why.
 
Who would be best suited to teach a History class in this place...?
 
"Hello, und velcome to History class.  I am Adolf Hitler, but you may call me Mr. Hitler, or mein Fuhrer."
 
Elita's eyes widened a little bit as the man stepped out of that portal, a little gasp escaping her as she brought a hand over her mouth. Her other hand gripped onto the edge of her desk as she nervously drummed her fingers along the underside of it, her eyes closing as she forced herself to calm down. Obviously she had heard about this man. Obviously this wasn't going to be a good class for her, if she let slip where she was from. She would just have to try and keep any personal details about herself out of her mind for now.
 
She paused as she heard Devon speak up, realizing that Hit- Mr. Hitler had asked a question to the class. She took a deep breath as she shook her head for a moment, a little frown crossing her face as she heard how the girl had addressed the teacher. She organized her thoughts quickly as Natalia spoke up next, a little relieved that neither of them had gone on to give the answer she had in her mind. She waited for her to finish, before holding her own hand up into the air.
 
"History holds a wealth of information inside of it, Mr. Hitler. Not only about mistakes people before us have made, but useful knowledge that was forgotten over time, if you can find the right place to look for it."