Mr. Hyde Posted August 23, 2018 Report Share Posted August 23, 2018 "Hello, und velcome to History class. I am Adolf Hitler, but you may call me Mr. Hitler, or mein Fuhrer. 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. "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?" As soon as the man had entered the room, Vix could see the surprise pop up on all of the classes faces. This must have been an important figure, or villain. However, to Vix, the accent he heard was amusing compared to all of the others he had heard today. His shoulders bobbed up and down, as a slight chirping escaped his nostrils. It had been a while since he had laughed. In the meantime, the other students responded with their answers. They were pretty by the numbers, and any civilization that had a history would have said the same thing. That's when Vix'us stood up. "I seek the destruction of this entire species. And to do that, I must find faults in hoominity's ways. If the enemy is wise, they will learn the same thing about my people's history...but for the time being, I'll learn from you." And then he sat back down. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VCR_CAT Posted August 31, 2018 Report Share Posted August 31, 2018 Arleigh Arleigh had followed the others to the gym, hiding a subtle smile underneath her mask as she did so. Once they had gotten there, however, there seemed to be someone already there waiting for them. "If it isn't my friend, Bloody Mary... How the hell are 'ya?" she asked, sliding her arm around Mary's shoulder with a wide grin. "Gym buddies with this one, eh? Not a bad idea... She took a blast from me. She's tough... Hopefully she helps you newbies catch up to her. Not everyone who can walk away from me." Arleigh rolled her eyes, letting out a long, exasperated sigh as Mary said a few words Arleigh paid no attention to. Of course, Randall was the one to speak up next, with "speaking" being an understatement. "THIS ONE? THIS ONE GAVE YOU TROUBLE? SHE COULDN'T EVEN HURT A FLY!" His mad cackling continued. "HOW FUCKING PATHETIC ARE YOU!? AND YET YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY - THE FUCKING GALL - TO CALL ME A NEWBIE!? ME!? RANDALL MOTHERFUCKING DUKES!?" Someone from the stands called out to ask if they were okay, yet by now Arleigh, her expression still not noticeably different, had begun to tremble, and the quiet sounds of guns being loaded underneath her poncho could be heard. "So how 'bout it, spark plug? You come with us so I can kick yer ass there?!" Randall had said, and at this, Arleigh reached for the goggles that typically sat on top of her head and pulled them down in front of her eyes. In a flash of movement and with the rustle of clothing, Arleigh's poncho whipped about as her arm now pointed a Colt .45 revolver directly at Randall's head. At first, Arleigh didn't say much. Rather, she laughed. Slowly, at first, with her familiar monotone demeanor, but as it continued it rose in tone and manner, to what one might assume a very natural laugh would sound like, until finally one that was quite manic. "Oh my funking GOD DO YOU EVER SHUT UP," At this, her goggles lit up and began to glow a solid yellow. "I MEAN REALLY, IT'S ADORABLE HOW IT HAS TO BE ABOUT YOU AND IT'S OOOOH SO CUTE. REALLY, THAT'S WHAT I LOVE ABOUT YOU, I MEAN IT!" From the way she spoke, with how much emotion and energy was in her voice, it was impossible to tell if what she said was genuine, or if it was all sarcastic. In another swift movement, her other arm raised the other half of her poncho, revealing that, from the elbow-down, it had transformed into a P90 sub-machine gun. "I LOVE THAT YOU ALL WANT TO HAVE FUN, AND WHO AM I TO DISCOURAGE SOME GOOD OLD FASHION FISTICUFFS?" Arleigh swept the gun's barrel, aiming at each of the other students one by one. "BUT THAT'S NOT WHY I'M HERE. OH HELL TO THE funking NO. SEE, I'M GETTING A LITTLE... PENT UP, HAVING TO SIT IN A CLASSROOM BEING QUIET AND POLITE AND NOT SHOOTING ANYONE ALL. funking. DAY. AND LET ME TELL YOU?" Arleigh's stance steadily became more animated as she spoke, laughing a little as she thought of what she would say next. "I am just right sick of it." Both guns vanished into dark clouds of smoke before reforming into Arleigh's normal limbs, both retreating back into her poncho. With that, she proceeded to step backwards, away from the rest, as the sound of guns loading and readying could be heard again. "SO HERE'S HOW IT'S GOING TO WORK. I'M GOING TO COUNT DOWN FROM THREE, MAYBE, AND WHEN I REACH ZERO I'M GOING TO START SHOOTING YOU. SOUND GOOD? GREAT! NOW 3..." Dr. Claw, the Great and Terrible "You have enough room? You need a bigger desk? And keyboard?" Dr Claw's head moved to pear down at the other tapping on his machine. "Nonsense! My mach-- I mean, body, plugs into the machine for direct interface! I will need of no further assistance, thank you." With that said, the rest of the students milled in and class was soon to begin. "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," The teacher explained, a man that Rusty felt like he should know the name to, but nothing was coming to mind. "Now," He pushed up his glasses, standing up. "Pick a username and a password." "Is that all! Easy!" Rusty exclaimed as he stretched his paws and got to typing.Ultimate Master of Supreme EvolutionHowever, the input for the username had exceeded to the character limit, so he tried again.Terrible King Over Lesser BeingsYet, once again, it had exceeded the character limit. So he tried one more time.Dr. Claw, the Great and Terrible"Confound this horrid system!" he cursed. "Very well, if that is the way you wish to play..."DCtGaTWith that, the computer accepted the username and Rusty let out of sigh of relief, and put in his password.FancyFeast#1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Astolfo Posted September 1, 2018 Report Share Posted September 1, 2018 Rain Mirren Rain’s eyes watched wide-eyed as Hitler made a fiery and fierce entrance from the depths of Hell itself. It was truly the Nazi dictator of infamy. He had to hold himself back from showing his ecstatic grin. Perhaps it would be weird to admire the one behind the deaths of millions, but for Rain, he was one of history’s ambitious leaders who had marked his place forever more in time. Not to mention, morals weren’t even close to a focus within the feminine boy’s priorities. Before he could volunteer his thoughts though, Devin gave her own. His eyes widened slightly as he glanced at her. She was the spitting image of an Aryan. Hm.. I wonder if she’s just hoping for a good grade? After Devin answered, the other classmates around her chimed in with their own thoughts as well. One of which was the giant space bird alien who went on about wanting to destroy humanity. Despite it being entirely serious, it felt hard to take it as such, especially with the mental image of its eye-scarringly crossdressing attempt a little while ago. At least Natalia and Devin’s answers were fitting, as well as that one other girl he didn’t know the name of. The boy sighed. Welp, guess I’m late to the punch. He shrugged, before speaking with his usual honeyed tone. “Mein Führer, as others have said, it educates about the great ambitions and the minds of the past as role models to follow for an even greater future. And with the knowledge of the obstacles that one will encounter, every future generation will be able to go even further, advancing society as a whole.” Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
~Faytl~ Posted September 7, 2018 Report Share Posted September 7, 2018 Kess sneered, tightening her grip on Mary's shoulders as she leaned forward into Randall's face. "You're gonna have to take her on first before you're able to fight ME. I held back with this little idiot... I won't give you the same courtesy." She looked and saw that the bleachers had opened, and she arched an eyebrow. The sensation was very strange with her patch rubbing against her skin. "What's this, then?" she asked the drunk who had opened it. "Some kind of secret room? Man, you guys really go all out on cliches down here." She cracked her knuckles, sparks playing over them as she considered Randall's offer. The nurse had said not to use her powers until sixth period... Better to foist it off on Mary. Let her take the punishment. "I've had enough fun today already," she said haughtily, lowering a hand to the small of Mary's back and pushing her forward. "How 'bout you give it a go, friend? Gouge another eye out today, make it a set." It was then that Arleigh's outburst caught her attention. Kess took in the guns with another raised eyebrow. That felt REALLY weird with the patch. As she kept talking Kess's brow furrowed, leering at Arleigh as she went on and on, til finally she got to the part about threatening to shoot them. "Tired of sitting around, huh?" she asked, leaning forward slowly. Her face split into a grin. "I dunno who the funk you are, gun-girl... But I like your style." She pushed Mary forward again. "They're all yours, kid," she chuckled poisonously, turning and striding into the bleachers, into the opening, keeping her head tilted back just enough to spy Arleigh over her shoulder. Knowing the crazy fucks here she WILL shoot me, she thought warily. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LordCowCowCowCowCowCowCowCow Posted September 7, 2018 Report Share Posted September 7, 2018 Golly but these people were rather loud weren't they? Mary didn't want to be rude and point it out so she just smiled back nervously as everyone started to shout or generally talk in an excited manner. She was going to thank the strange, bad smelling, man for letting them into a "secret" place when Arleigh began talking about shooting people. Which took Mary's interest completely off the secret passage. "They're all yours, kid," Mary stumbled forward as Kess pushed her. Well...her new friend knew her ever so well didn't she? Mary smiled at Arleigh as she daintily strolled up to the girl to put her hand on one of the girl's arms. Which, as Mary had just scene, had a gun attached to it. Mary imagined the metallic device, pointing at her, and thought about what would surely come after. She licked her lips nervously and looked up at Arleigh. "Will you really? I've always wondered how it would feel to get shot. Will you aim for my knees? I've heard that hurts the most you know. Or perhaps my gut. That's a long lasting pain. Oh, goodness, this is ever so exciting!" As she spoke the girl dug her nails into her free hand. Hard enough so that blood welled up and began to drip onto the floor. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
King K. Azo Posted September 12, 2018 Author Report Share Posted September 12, 2018 Kids these days were so weird. Daichi didn't say anything as the gun girl snapped, threatening to shoot everyone. It seems that the cousin Deadvolt had was trying to suck up to her so she wouldn't get shot, and seeing that she was missing an eye, he could tell she had run ins with the rougher part of school. He would say poor girl, but losing body parts built character, unless it was the head, of course. There was one girl that was way too excited for all of this. The way she spoke... well... okay, as a teacher, he supposed he had to do something. He walked between the group, taking a swig of his drink before holding up a finger."Alright, kiddos... b-break... burp... it up. Sexual acts aren't allowed during school hours," He muttered before pointing to Bloodstone. "That's the only rule keeping Kidney Stone from jumping Cagey's bones, after all," He then turned and patted Arleigh's head. "Your lust for violence is... burp... Commendable, but if you gotta shoot someone," He pointed to the class running laps. "Shoot them. Them lazy asses need the motivation," He turned. "Now, are the rest of ya gonna go down the hole, or are you just wasting my goddamn time and forcing me to be a teacher?" Inu grumbled to himself as he entered a username and password, the computer humming and taking its time as it loaded. He tilted his head as he looked at the desktop. There was only two icons, one that resembled a bank with the number 100 in a bubble, and an icon that looked like another computer. "Now, as you can see, you have two icons on your computer," Dr. Cagey explained. "The bank shows how much virtual currency you have, and the other icon opens another window to allow you to hack into another student's account," He stood up, stretching a bit. "Your goal is to get as much of that virtual currency in your bank as you can. Try to figure out a person's password and username so you can transfer money into your bank," He then reached into his pocket, pulling out a stack of money. "We stop five minutes before class ends. Whatever your bank says, that how much money I'll give you. You can then convert the money into extra credits," He sat back down, sighing a bit."Now, begin," "Because those who ignore history are doomed to repeat it, mein Fuhrer." Hitler looked down, his eyes lighting up a bit as he looked over Devin. She was... the perfect representation of an Ayran... and it was beautiful. He had to wipe a ghosty tear from his eye. "However... Only the winners write the history that we've been taught most of our lives... So does mein Fuhrer have some updated texts?" "Zere is hobe for zee future yet," He muttered before answering. "Of courze! Ve vill learn hisdory from poth zides of zee conflict," "It gives us an understand on how we got to where we are today, which lets us understand our world better." "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." “Mein Führer, as others have said, it educates about the great ambitions and the minds of the past as role models to follow for an even greater future. And with the knowledge of the obstacles that one will encounter, every future generation will be able to go even further, advancing society as a whole.” Those were all pretty generic answers, ones he expected, but that was no fault of his students. However... there was one that stood out to him. "I seek the destruction of this entire species. And to do that, I must find faults in hoominity's ways. If the enemy is wise, they will learn the same thing about my people's history...but for the time being, I'll learn from you." "Fery interesding... you haffe ein clear goal. Admirable," He nodded before looking up. "I only hope you destroy zee Jews first, pefore zee rest of zee vorld," He sighed to himself before looking around. "Zince ve haffe ein schorden class, I vill giffe you all free time. Put you haffe homevork! You must look up one great feat you look up to und one great failure you scorn! You vill giffe ein small oral zummary of it next class!" He sat back down and opened a book, allowing the class to talk amongst themselves. Headmaster sat in his office, staring at a TV. His head rested in his hands as he watched that display of power shown. It was fine, he supposed, but he didn't like the mage on the TV. This Momo--- Monon--- Maple Syrup, will pay for pissing off the Headmaster! He stood up, walking over to a shelf, picking a book and leafing through it. "Now where is that Level 10 Kidnapping spell I know?" He muttered to himself as he looked through the book. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yui Posted September 14, 2018 Report Share Posted September 14, 2018 Period 5 - MechanicsNot long at all after Dr. Cagey's assignment had officially started, the classroom door swung open. Into the room stepped a yellow robot, dwarfed by the hulking armor of one of the students, and even being a good head shorter than most of the other people in the room. "Salutations!" it cheerily exclaimed. Without any further warning, the robot raised its hands toward Dr. Cagey and any of his robots located within the room, firing off bright beams of light from its palms. By the time anyone could process what had suddenly happened, Cagey and his creations were twitching on the floor, as the robot started toward the teacher's desk. "Do not worry. My lasers were only set to stun. For now. The Headmaster has sent me to inform you that your employment in this school has been terminated, and that effective immediately, I will be serving as your replacement." From behind the desk, the robot waved to the class, and continued "I am your new software teacher. Please, call me Bit, and proceed with the assignment Dr. Cagey provided as if this scuffle never happened." "So, um... is Dr. Cagey okay?" "Of course! He may have some trouble moving for a short while, but I can guarantee he's otherwise unharmed. If you and, hmm..." Bit's eyes looked across the room, before locking onto Victor in particular. "You and this fine gentleman here, could bring the good doctor and his machines to the nurse's office, I will greatly appreciate it and give you extra credit for today's assignment for your co-operation!" As the robotic teacher made its request, it had already started dragging Cagey and any other robots to the classroom door, to make collecting them easier for the two young gentlemen. "Sure thing. Come on, rival!"5th Period - Headmaster's Office"What is it this time, Headmaster?" Zoe groaned. She was missing Hitler's class for this. Hopefully it was important. "Ah! Found it!" The kidnapping spell Headmaster had been looking for. Now he'd show that Maple Syurp who was boss! Headmaster tossed the book onto his desk, and read it over a couple of times. He wanted to get this juuuuust right. After a short moment, Headmaster began to work his magic. With distinct hand gestures and unintellligible chants, the room around him darkened, and roughly in the middle of the room, a portal large enough to easily fit a person appeared. And then, without warning, the darkening of the room and the portal were gone. Headmaster stopped waving his arms around, and his chanting ceased. Warm-ups were very important. Now that he'd given himself a quick warm-up, Headmaster proceeded to actually cast this very important spell. He raised his hands up above his head, and simply snapped his fingers. With that snap of the fingers, in front of him appeared a sickly boy. "Hello there," Headmaster greeted. "Welcome to my school, the greatest place in the world to learn how to be a villain. You're one of my students now." Pointing to the girl in the room with him, Headmaster said "That's Zoe, a student like you. Zoe, please take our new transfer student to his class." "Without a schedule?" "Figure something out." "Yes, Headmaster," she sighed. Looking to the boy he'd conjured up, she wasn't sure why Headmaster had summoned this kid as a student. She knew better than to question the headmaster's decisions, though. As she gestured and started toward the door, the girl said "Welcome to Center Lowhaven High. Try not to kill anyone. We can work out a proper schedule for you later. Until then, I guess I'm stuck having you tag along with me to my classes." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
👀 REP 👀 Posted September 15, 2018 Report Share Posted September 15, 2018 Randall grinned as he listened to Kess, unable to control his glee. Although he was a bit disappointed - he was hoping she'd snap. He was itching for a good fight. And a fight he was about to get, as he heard what sounded like a gun click as he felt a barrel placed on the side of his head. Randall's eyes turned to see Arleigh, who seemed... off. She started off laughing in her regular monotone, but that seemed to shift as she kept laughing. Indeed, whatever Randall had done must have screwed something loose in her head, as her bright yellow eyes stared intensely at the boy. "So you ARE more that just snark." Randall remarked dryly, conflicted. How dare this peasant aim a gun at him? He should turn into a sorry excuse of a puddle right there and then, and yet. This was everything he wanted. Randall grinned wickedly, his eyes holding back a burning rage as Arleigh continued her manic speech, before stepping back from the group and aiming another gun at them. "SO HERE'S HOW IT'S GOING TO WORK. I'M GOING TO COUNT DOWN FROM THREE, MAYBE, AND WHEN I REACH ZERO I'M GOING TO START SHOOTING YOU. SOUND GOOD? GREAT! NOW 3..." Randall's eyes shifted to Kess, who seemed to not want to do anything, instead pushing Mary to go in her steed. What was up with electrobitch? Did someone finally put her in her place or something? Randall could only guess it was Mary, who was walking up to the gun girl. Randall grinned. A diversion. He prepared to launch himself at both of them to take them out when, however... "Alright, kiddos..." "Son of a bitch." Randall thought to himself, as the drunkard from before interrupted them. He seemed hellbent on getting them into the whole. Randall shrugged. "Aright, jeez. We'll get into your weird murder hole or whatever." Randall said, rolling his eyes. As he walked towards the hole, he passed Alreigh. "Why don't we settle this in... there." He said to her, nudging his head towards the hole. He was gonna enjoy watching her guts splatter on the walls. Natalia was still not convinced this was actually Hitler. This thought was the only thing in her head, as the rest of the class time was free period. "One great feat... one failure..." She thought out loud, leaning back on her chair. The rest of the period was free, right? She decided that this was as good time as any to rest, as she laid her head down on her desk. She'd have to answer notHitler's question at some point, but right now was not that point. Today had been hectic, and it wasn't even over. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yui Posted September 21, 2018 Report Share Posted September 21, 2018 And then, suddenly, the bell rang. Anyone who happened to be near Headmaster's office at the time may have heard him uttering something about how there probably wasn't any rule saying he couldn't just end periods as he pleased, and that he wanted to go home already.6th Period - ChemistryAs the students assembled for chemistry class, they'd be met with a girl sitting at the teacher's desk, who looked like she could just as well pass off as one of the students for the class. This distinctly non-teacher-like image was only complimented by her feet being up on the desk, phone in hand, looking at it as if whatever was on her screen was more important than the classroom or the students walking into it. Behind her, strapped to the wall, was a rather elderly-looking man, who was spouting all manner of threats and obscenities at the girl. She scrolled down on her phone a little more, ignoring the man... a small giggle slipped out of her mouth, before she put the phone down, and straightened up her posture. "Aaand, that's enough relaxing for now." The look on her face was suddenly much sharper, as the girl passionately started "Welcome to chemistry! I'm your teacher for this class, and you may call me Detox. No, I'm not a student, yes, you're in the right classroom, and indeed, this is the place where we'll make all those potions and poisons you've dreamed of come to life! Think of it like a home ec class, except instead of sweets, you'll be cooking up a nasty bottle of pain that can melt somebody's face off if they drink it. Sort of like this one I have right here!" Gesturing to the old man behind her, Detox picked up a green bottle of liquid simply labeled "DANGER: DO NOT DRINK. SERIOUSLY. YOU'LL REGRET IT" before removing the cork, and shoving the bottle into the man's mouth. He resisted only for a moment, spitting out some of the liquid before suddenly, he stopped. HIs body started shaking and thrashing on the spot, as a high-pitched gurgling sound came out of his mouth. Turning to face the class again, Detox said "Right now, this special poison is shoving its way through all of this geezer's pipes, on a seek-and-destroy mission for his lungs. And it should get there right about... now." A small, airy noise escaped the man, and his thrashing suddenly began slowing down greatly, until he stopped entirely. "And he's dead. If you guys were in my class for the second-years earlier today, I'd show you an amazing potion that brings him back to life, but I only had one bottle of it, and I'm getting paid pretty well to make sure this guy stops breathing forever. Classes will be short today, so I'm only giving everyone a very basic homework assignment." Detox then pointed to a rack of empty glass bottles in the middle of the room. Although the room was dotted with large tables, not unlike a science classroom's, the table in the middle was the only one with the rack. "Your homework is to make something! Anything! I don't care what it is, as long as you made a concoction out of two or more things, alone or with a group. I've got a lab at my house you can use if you need one." She then leaned in over her desk, eyeing the students more intently. "And if you'd like some extra credit... I've got a little game we can all play, since I got Headmaster's permission to use the courtyard today. Interested?"6th Period - PhysicsA few minutes after the bell had rang to start 6th Period, the students gathered and seated in the classroom for physics would hear the sound of the door opening. Through the door stepped the teacher, with a cold and serious look on her eyes as she looked over each student. BGM "I'm not sure what playful shenanigans your teachers allow in other classes," she started, making a brisk pace toward her desk as she continued to survey each student. "But let me make myself clear right out the gate: Being a villain isn't fun. You'll be feared, you'll be hated, and if you pay attention in this class, it may well be for good reason." Once at her desk, the teacher placed her back against the whiteboard behind her, before slamming the entire length of one of her arms onto it. The explosive sound of a massive bolt of lightning filled the classroom, as an immense amount of electricity fired out of her body, on the whiteboard behind her. When she lowered her arm, a single word had been scorched into the board behind it. "That's my name. Deadvolt." As Deadvolt looked over the last few students, she stopped briefly when her eyes landed on Kess in particular, an eyebrow raised in confusion. She had both of her eyes this morning, right? What could she have possibly done between then and now to have already lost an eye on the first day of school? Glancing over the last few students, the teacher regained what small amount of composure she'd lost, and put her hands firmly down on the desk in front of her. "Today's class is too short to get anything practical done, so I've got a basic assignment that will define your experience here for the rest of the year. The cold hard truth is, heroes don't play fair. You'll start by fighting just one, and then twenty more come out from the woodworks like cockroaches. They get scientific geniuses to build them special gadgets. In a one-on-one situation, the hero will almost always beat their villain. So we, being the objects of their disdain, have to rely on strength in numbers. As such, today's assignment is to group up. I don't care if it's in pairs or larger groups, but I want every student grouped up with at least one other student by the end of this class. I'll explain more after you've taken care of that. Anyone that fails to complete this assignment will be removed from my class starting tomorrow." Deadvolt then turned her attention to Kess. "Also, I'd like to speak with you in the hallway for a moment." She then made for the classroom door, gesturing for the student of choice to follow her. That left six other students in total. While most of them had probably encountered one another at various points in the day, there was one in particular that stood out in this regard. A girl, sitting in the front row, intently watching Deadvolt's movements. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
~Faytl~ Posted September 22, 2018 Report Share Posted September 22, 2018 Kess was grinding her teeth over the altercation in the gym when class started. She had been looking forward to seeing Mary get crushed, but it seemed that would have to wait. "This school is stupid," she complained under her breath, kicking idly at the leg of her desk. She was almost surprised when she saw her cousin standing at the front of the classroom; The day had been so hectic and long that a life where Kess had family anywhere near her felt almost ludicrous. She felt herself turning her head away, to hide the eyepatch behind it before she caught herself. No. funk it. Let her see. She turned back, glaring right into her cousin's eyes with her one, the eyepatch glinting in the lights of the room. Her expression was still just as fierce as ever. I can be better than any of these fucks... Even with one eye. She felt a fist clenching on her desk as the prospect of groups were mentioned. She didn't want to have to deal with any of these lame fucks. She had KNOWN, too, she would have KNOWN Kess would hate this, and she hadn't told her. That jabroni. She rose abruptly, her chair squeaking back loudly on the floor as she stood, briskly walking towards the door ahead of Deadvolt. As she did she caught sight of one of the students in the room, one who caught her attention. Even more than the alien. She stopped at the door, yanking it open before turning around to face the room. She raised a finger. "Hey." She pointed it directly at Areleigh. "Don't anybody think of partnering with Gunjabroni over here while I'm gone... She's funking MINE." She spared Arleigh a glance; One of the few non-disdainful ones she had given that day, before she exited the door, followed by Deadvolt, leaving an unspoken threat hanging in the air. The second Deadvolt closed the door Kess wheeled around, whipping a hand out towards her cousin's face with whiplike force, sparks playing up her arm to help her in delivering a literally thunderous slap. "The funk is wrong with you, bringing me here to this shitshow?!?" she demanded in a low hiss, apoplectic. "The people here have all lost their damn MINDS." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VCR_CAT Posted September 24, 2018 Report Share Posted September 24, 2018 Dr. Claw, the Great and Terrible Not long after they had set their usernames and passwords had Dr. Cagey given them the assignment to hack into the other students' accounts and steal virtual currency. Rusty stretched his gloved paws. He had never been one to attempt hacking and, of course had no idea how to do it discreetly. However, he did know how to program machines and mechanics, and if there was anything he could do, it was brute force and issue until he got an answer. With the mechanical fingers of his gloves poised over his keyboard, he prepared himself to get to work until the door had slammed open and, on the other side, was yet another robot. The robot announced that Dr. Cagey's job had been terminated and stunned the villain immediately. "I am your new software teacher. Please, call me Bit, and proceed with the assignment Dr. Cagey provided as if this scuffle never happened." Rusty stared at his view-screen in relative disbelief. "Hm. Ominous and suspicious indeed, however I am not one to question an opportunity to not be taught by a filthy, lowly human!" However, immediately after all of this had transpired, the bell had rung. As strange as it was, the teacher had paid no protest to what had happened and each student got up from their seats and gone to their next classes. Rusty's next class was chemistry, something he had anticipated to be an easy grade. The class started with yet another human degenerate teaching them, though as young as she appeared Rusty knew that she would still be older than him, definitely in cat years even. "Your homework is to make something! Anything! I don't care what it is, as long as you made a concoction out of two or more things, alone or with a group. I've got a lab at my house you can use if you need one." Detox announced. Simple enough, Rusty had a few formulas on hand in his suit's database that he could cheese out simply enough. Detox then leaned forward at her desk. "And if you'd like some extra credit... I've got a little game we can all play, since I got Headmaster's permission to use the courtyard today. Interested?" "Extra credit?" Rusty asked through his suit's speaker. "And what, pray tell, would we be doing?" Arleigh "Will you really? I've always wondered how it would feel to get shot. Will you aim for my knees? I've heard that hurts the most you know. Or perhaps my gut. That's a long lasting pain. Oh, goodness, this is ever so exciting!" One of the other female students stepped towards Arleigh, closing the distance slowly. The joy in her tone infuriated Arleigh beyond measure, and as the girl came closer she would soon find herself staring down the barrel of a military shotgun. Unlike any of the smaller weapons that Arleigh used, a point-blank shot from this would definitely do some serious, if not permanent damage to the face. "ONE..." Arleigh said, clearly skipping two. "Alright, kiddos..." The gym teacher interrupted, and Arleigh froze in place with the tip of her barrel pressed against Mary's forehead. "Aright, jeez. We'll get into your weird murder hole or whatever," Randall said, walking past Arleigh, nudging her towards the "murder hole" and taunting as he did so. "Why don't we settle this in... there." A wide, wide smile spread underneath Arleigh's mask, but this anticipation was followed by an immeasurable degree of rage as the bell rang and they had to leave for their next class, much sooner than anticipated. Arleigh lowered the arm that had turned into a shotgun quickly and began to shake violently as the same sounds resounding from her cloak as she transformed once more. Then, she let out a bloodcurdling scream as her poncho was whipped up, revealing that the entirety of her right arm had transformed into a massive anti-material rifle. With a deafening and thunderous bang and blinding flash of red light, the gun was fired at the crowd of students running laps around the room. In one instance, the student was running normally like the others. In the next, his body was firmly embedded into the gymnasium's wall, trickles of blood running down from where his nose had presumably been shattered to dust from the impact. The large rifle vanished into another cloud of black smoke as it reformed back into her arm, and as the gym student pealed off from the wall and fell to the floor the yellow light from Arleigh's goggles vanished, and she lifted them to reveal her normal eyes. "Well that's unfortunate," she said in her normal tone. "But I suppose we'll have our 'fun' some other time. I'll see you later." "That's my name. Deadvolt," Arleigh's physics teacher had written on the wall. Arleigh, herself, had once again taken the seat right smack-dab in the middle of the room. "Today's class is too short to get anything practical done, so I've got a basic assignment that will define your experience here for the rest of the year. The cold hard truth is, heroes don't play fair. You'll start by fighting just one, and then twenty more come out from the woodworks like cockroaches. They get scientific geniuses to build them special gadgets. In a one-on-one situation, the hero will almost always beat their villain. So we, being the objects of their disdain, have to rely on strength in numbers. As such, today's assignment is to group up. I don't care if it's in pairs or larger groups, but I want every student grouped up with at least one other student by the end of this class. I'll explain more after you've taken care of that. Anyone that fails to complete this assignment will be removed from my class starting tomorrow." Deadvolt then asked to see Kess personally, who stood up and walked over to the door, pausing after she wrenched it open to point directly at Arleigh. "Hey," She said, shooting a scornful look at everyone but Arleigh. "Don't anybody think of partnering with Gunjabroni over here while I'm gone... She's funking MINE." Kess walked through the door and closed it behind there. Arleigh paused and blinked a couple times. "I am a modern woman who will make her own decisions thank you very much," she said simply, then stood up from her seat. Arleigh briefly scanned the room, finding the usual list of suspects that she had encountered earlier throughout her school-day. However, there was at least one new face: a girl wearing a camouflaged overcoat not unlike the matte-black poncho that Arleigh had opted to wear. Not only that, but Arleigh could swear she saw the unmistakable shape of fire-arms hidden throughout her person. Arleigh got up from her seat and stood in front of the unknown student's desk. "Hello, my name is Arleigh Shmidt, and you seem like the only other sensible person in this school. Would you like to be friends?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blake Posted September 24, 2018 Report Share Posted September 24, 2018 When the bell rang, Devin was pretty sure that it had come sooner than it should have... But leaving Hitler behind was more than welcome. With a curtsy to the dead man, Devin quickly escaped, heading towards her next class. Should I change out of this scheme...? Maybe not... If I shift too much day 1, people might notice... Buuuut they haven't noticed yet, so why not try a little more? Slipping into the nearest bathroom, Devin entered a stall and put her hand in front of her, transforming it into a mirror that would allow her to see her entire body. With pursed lips, she began to edit what had once been her reflection until she was satisfied... Her hair was back to a light blue, but now it was pulled up into a messy ponytail. Her clothes became much more casual in appearance, wearing a black t-shirt and a jean skirt that reached just above her kneecaps. Walking out, she spun around in front of the mirror, clicking her heels on the floor until her shoes became a pair of sandals. "Aah, it's nice to have actual feet... I wonder if I could get away with being barefoot..." Without further ado, Devin headed towards her next class, planning to take the center seat, as the first one to arrive... Only to find that 'Guns' had once again stolen her seat, probably due to Devin's short trip to change her appearance. She felt the urge to bite on a handkerchief, but making one would be a little too blatant, so she opted to take a seat behind Arleigh once more. Class began shortly after, and seeing the girl seemed to have similar powers to that Kess brat... Devin paid close attention. "That's my name. Deadvolt. Today's class is too short to get anything practical done, so I've got a basic assignment that will define your experience here for the rest of the year. The cold hard truth is, heroes don't play fair. You'll start by fighting just one, and then twenty more come out from the woodworks like cockroaches. They get scientific geniuses to build them special gadgets. In a one-on-one situation, the hero will almost always beat their villain. So we, being the objects of their disdain, have to rely on strength in numbers. As such, today's assignment is to group up. I don't care if it's in pairs or larger groups, but I want every student grouped up with at least one other student by the end of this class. I'll explain more after you've taken care of that. Anyone that fails to complete this assignment will be removed from my class starting tomorrow." Devin took in the class, seeing who she could team up with... And her list ended up yielding three. The lusty merchant, the alien bird, or the gun girl. While Kess and Randall were also there... She had no desire to interact with the first, and the latter had been anything but helpful earlier. And, given that she had begun forming some sort of relationship with two of those, she decided to go with guns. However, in the blink of an eye, her target had disappeared. "Hello, my name is Arleigh Shmidt, and you seem like the other sensible person in this school. Would you like to be friends?""Hey now, that's not very nice." Devin pouted as she walked up to Arleigh and the new girl, "I don't think I've done anything to be unsensible. You even said we were alike in PE, remember?" Devin turned and gave the other girl a wide smile, offering her hand out. "We should work in a trio. Arleigh should remember me, but for you... My name is Devin Kismet. Nice to meet you!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
👀 REP 👀 Posted September 24, 2018 Report Share Posted September 24, 2018 And then the bell rang. "Motherfucker!" Randall shouted, turning away from the hole. "Fiiiiiiiiiiine, I'll kick their asses later." Randall grumbled, storming off without acknowledging anyone else. And then it was physics. The teacher, Deadvolt, told them that their assignment was to group up. The reason? She didn't say, at least not yet. The thought of teaming up with one of these chucklefucks made him unreasonably angry. He worked solo, damn it! "I guess I gotta form a team..." He said begrudgingly, before scanning the room. His eyes locked onto the large bird alien that had eviscerated part of the cafeteria. Randall grinned; he liked the guts on him, and the power he showed was impressive, even if Randall ended up overshadowing the poor schmuck. With newfound pep in his step, he made his way towards Vix'us. "Yo bird brain!" Randall said, slamming his hand on the alien's desks. "I gotta say, the sheet you pulled during lunch was impressive, even to me. How about us power houses team up, eh? " Natalia walked into her next class, and was greeted by a teacher that could easily be mistaken for a classmate. While she seemed young, however, she very clearly made a point to demonstrate that she was a teacher - both by outright stating it and by killing a man with poison. A fitting show of power for a chemistry teacher, although unnecessarily brutal. "What is it with villains and showing off..." Natalia grumbled, turning away from the horrifying display. Much like her other classes, today was also a short day. And just like her last class, she had an assignment. She had to make... anything... in the bottle by mixing things. She considered mixing some Gatorade powder into water, although she was sure Detox had something more villainous in mind. She also mentioned something about... extra credit. "Extra Credit? Already?" Natalia spoke up, thinking about it. She turned to the other student that had spoken up, seeing... a robot? Well, it wasn't as strange as the weird bird alien that had nuked part of the cafeteria. "Seems a bit early... What, exactly, did you have in mind?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Asriel Dreemurr Posted September 27, 2018 Report Share Posted September 27, 2018 Anyone near the Headmaster's office at the time of the unscheduled period change probably also noticed a particularly sickly-looking young man in a rather strange getup following after Zoe as she led him off to her next class for the day. From the look on his face, he was a mixture of confused, overwhelmed, and nauseated. As in "looking for a trashcan at every juncture in the hallway" nauseated. It was also painfully obvious that he was barely keeping up with her, apparently so woefully out of shape that simply hurrying down the hallway of a high school was a grand physical undertaking for him. The fact that he was coughing seemingly every third step was not helping things either, with his breath being constantly taken from him. Eventually though, along with his escort for the day, he managed to make his way into Detox's Chemistry class. Which he interrupted by bracing himself against the door frame and spending the next thirty seconds coughing his lungs out into a handkerchief which he pulled out of one of his jacket pockets. At which point he wiped his mouth off, put the thing away, and managed to straighten himself out to offer the class a smile and a wave of his right hand. "Uhh...Hi!" He said, obviously out of breath, before turning to address Detox. "Sorry about the interruption, I'm uh...a transfer student?" Yeah that was as good a way to put it as any. This was a weird day for him. "My name is Aamon, and the Headmaster told me to just follow Zoe around for the rest of the day." And with that he, perhaps wisely, decided to cut this interruption as short as possible and find himself a seat in among his classmates with absolutely no concern whatsoever for how any of them might react to the periodic coughing fits and the slow seep of blood out of his left nostril. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Astolfo Posted September 27, 2018 Report Share Posted September 27, 2018 Rain Mirren The rest of the period was left as free time, and Rain reclined back, whiling away the remaining minutes with alcohol. When the alarm rang, the feminine merchant lowered his head in a respectful nod to the Führer before walking out. He checked his schedule, glancing around on the school map to locate the physics classroom. Rain dusted himself off and stretched his arms with a loud yawn before entering. A quick look around the room revealed several others were already there, most of whom he recognized. He considered whether to approach any of them, but after the hectic messes of earlier, he was feeling a bit burnt out. Taking a seat to the side, he zoned out till the bell rung once more to start the signal of the period. Deadvolt made an impressive entrance, and her cold and practical personality was plainly visible to every student in the classroom. This was definitely someone Rain couldn’t get on the bad side of. He sighed relieved internally Kess didn’t start anything with him. His nose scrunched up slightly. The smell of a burnt whiteboard was most definitely not pleasant either. The boy listened carefully as Deadvolt ran through the assignment for the class, before asking Kess to come and talk with her outside. Rain tilted his head. Do they know each other…? He pushed the thought away. The more important matter at hand was forming groups. The other students seemed to have already formed groups though, and Kess’ loud declaration just before leaving to talk with the teacher was irritatingly noisy, nor did he want to bother wasting his time on her again. Devin, the guns girl, and some new-face soldier outfit girl were talking. It was definitely bound to cause issues when Kess came back. Rain wanted none of it. The only other group he could see was Randall Duke and the space alien bird. Rain held back the urge to vomit. He was still revolted by the earlier sight of the alien crossdressing. Between this group and the other though, this one seemed relatively better though. On top of that, Randall wasn’t too problematic for Rain personally despite his aggressive attitude - much of which Rain had dealt with from clients in the past as well. He approached Randall, nodding and offering a small wave. “Greetings, Dukes. I would hope you remember me. Perhaps we could group up together for the assignment?” Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yui Posted September 27, 2018 Report Share Posted September 27, 2018 Deadvolt had to admit, she wasn't expecting the slap, though the electricity from Kess didn't hurt that much. On a professional level, attacking a teacher should have been punished, but on a personal level, Deadvolt would have done the same. In fact, she recalled doing precisely the same at least once when she attended this school herself. "The funk is wrong with you, bringing me here to this shitshow?!? The people here have all lost their damn MINDS." "Do you think I like working with these people?" Deadvolt demanded in return. "I don't like my coworkers any more than you like your classmates, but while this entire city is a borderline madhouse, it's what we as villains have to work with until some serious changes come along with society on the surface. Like it or not, those other kids are your best ticket to taking down the heroes. Which brings me to this!" Flicking a finger against Kess's eyebrow, just above her shiny new eyepatch, Deadvolt continued "Day one and you're already out an eye! What did you and the other students even do for this to happen so soon? ...no, don't answer that, I don't want to mull over the story during class." "Er, Miss Deadvolt?" The villain's attention snapped toward a student standing just outside her classroom door. "What?" "I was sent by the Vice Principal to retrieve a... Vix'us Py'hrt?" "Just take him," the villain sighed, a clear look of confusion on her face. "How does a cat tell anyone anything?" she growled under her breath, before returning her attention to Kess, while the student went into the classroom, shortly afterward stepping back out with the alien bird in tow. "I'm not going to tell you some sissy crap like 'just give them time, I'm sure you'll warm up to them' because you probably won't, but I will tell you that nobody becomes a renowned villain on their own. Like them or not, it's more convenient to have your classmates as allies than enemies. Let's get back to class.""Hello, my name is Arleigh Shmidt, and you seem like the only other sensible person in this school. Would you like to be friends?" The girl at the front row seemed to be in deep thought about something, but was snapped back to reality by this Arleigh girl introducing herself. Glancing over the girl, she could conclude one thing. This Arleigh - if absolutely nothing else - had a good sense of fashion. Hopefully her competence was on par with it. Best of all, the pass for Deadvolt's assignment had just come to her. "Sounds good to me. My n--" "Hey now, that's not very nice." A sour look filled the girl's face at the interruption. "I don't think I've done anything to be unsensible. You even said we were alike in PE, remember? We should work in a trio. Arleigh should remember me, but for you... My name is Devin Kismet. Nice to meet you!" "A trio works. Deadvolt even said it was all about strength in numbers. My name is Myra Frisk. Pleased to meet both of you." Meanwhile, elsewhere in the classroom... "Yo bird brain! I gotta say, the sheet you pulled during lunch was impressive, even to me. How about us power houses team up, eh?" "I'm afraid that won't be the case right this second," a boy said from the door as he stepped inside, looking over the classroom before stopping on Vix'us. Stepping toward his desk, the boy continued "I'm currently working teacher aide duties, and the Vice Principal has asked to see this student. Come along now; let's not keep him waiting." Vix'us obliged, with little resistance but a bit of confusion, as the dark boy started back toward the door, looking over the class once again. Although his face had no detail to speak of, one could almost swear he was smiling. "I apologize for any disturbance my presence may have caused." And then, the boys left the room, followed closely by the re-entrance of Deadvolt and Kess. "...dunno what that was all about," Myra shrugged. "In any case, we should at least know what we're each capable of. So, Arleigh, Devin, what can you do?"Chemistry. Sarka's teacher was another groundwalker, but this one was different. At first, she thought the teacher was just a student with a big enough ego to sit at the teacher's desk without a care. Her demonstration with the poison though - something Sarka was quite interested in watching - told her otherwise. Whatever that stuff was that Detox had made, it killed that old guy pretty quickly. I might have to get myself a few bottles of that. And then, from the corner of the room, a boy broke out into a coughing fit. He didn't seem okay by any standard. "Sorry about the interruption, I'm uh...a transfer student? My name is Aamon, and the Headmaster told me to just follow Zoe around for the rest of the day." "Unfortunately," Zoe sighed, opting for a corner seat that put as much space between herself and the other students as possible. And then he sat down, taking a seat near Sarka. The deepfolk girl turned toward the sickly Aamon kid - his name almost sounded like it could pass off as a deepfolk name - and presented him with a simple question, clearly interested in the answer. "You dying or something over there?" Elsewhere in the classroom, Natalia present a question to the teacher. "Extra Credit? Already? Seems a bit early... What, exactly, did you have in mind?" "I'm glad you asked." Leaning further onto her desk, Detox said "This assignment is optional, but encouraged. I've hidden a bunch of poisons and antidotes around the courtyard. Anyone participating will be given one of each to start, and try to knock out as many other students with the poisons as possible! Think of it like a battle royale game, but instead of guns, it's poison." The room was silent for a moment, before Detox added, as if it was just a trivial afterthought, "Oh, none of the poison is lethal; it'll only knock you unconscious for a bit if you don't drink an antidote soon. Apparently it's 'unprofessional to encourage students to murder each other'." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
👀 REP 👀 Posted September 30, 2018 Report Share Posted September 30, 2018 “Greetings, Dukes. I would hope you remember me. Perhaps we could group up together for the assignment?” Randall turned to Rain. She was in this class too? As he was about to reply, another person appeared in front of them. "I'm afraid that won't be the case right this second," A boy appeared, taking Vix'us away. "Fuck! I was gonna team up with that bastard!" Randall shouted, before turning to Rain. "Look's like you and me are teaming up." He said, cracking his knuckles. "I'm... still not sure what the fuck we're doing, but whatever. Just don't get in my way, aight?" Natalia turned to see the new batch of students that had came into the classroom. One of them looked like they were about to drop at any moment... was he sure he was in the right place? She was almost concerned for Aamon, before remembering where she was - he probably had some trick up his sleeve. The other one seemed tired of Aamon. Her attention was brought back to the teacher when she mentioned what her plan was. "So you're... trying to get us to poison each other?" That sounded horrible, and yet it was exactly the type of exercise she needed to get over her fear of killing. Plus, she had an advantage for this if any of the poisons affected the respiratory system, and she did say it was non-lethal. "I'm game." She said hesitantly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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