Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Location: The Arena


Who I am with: My opponent (@Lunaria Silver)/My brother (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna)/Delrick and Frank (@Pinkalyn)


What I am doing: Still fighting/Talking/Being pleased


Why'nn grimaced as the chains wrapped around her and the daggers entered her chest.


"You... should not... have done that," she gasped.


The girl went limp momentarily, then her facial features melted until her visage was a blank mask. Unlife burned behind the eyeholes and the mouth stretched as her right arm became a claw, absorbing the glove as it shifted. The Visage, the undead demon, the true spawn of the Atropal Scion, was revealed. Why'nn was still there, somewhat in control, but her energy had shifted. Chaos and evil radiated from her as she moved down to sink her teeth into Ivela's exposed neck, thumbing the trigger to extinguish her blade.


"Time to meet the Silent Lord." But the voice didn't come from the girl's throat or the mouth beginning to close around the assassin's unblemished throat. The voice seemed to come from everywhere around Ivela.


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"Yeah." Valian laughed, then realized he could see what was happening in the pit. "Oh, hey!" He tapped on Grim's shoulder and pointed. "What's up with the little sister? She looks kinda... weird..."


---


Nishira clapped. "Oh, this is getting so interesting! Delrick, your little bird has an interesting trick. Can you look more into her background? I want to know how she was bred."
 
Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Why'nn (@folclor )


What I'm Doing: Being Filled with Determination (Get it?)


Ivela almost gasped at the girl she could have sworn she had killed a moment ago. How had she failed? She was stabbed in the heart! With two daggers! Ivela thought that she might have one more chance. If she could muster up the energy to do so, she could use her clawed hand to lop off the girl's head.


Flexing the muscles in her hand to make them into claws was simple, she had been doing it for so long that it required little to no energy to do so.


As she was lifting her arm up, she realized that she would not have enough energy to cut her head off...but she might be able to sever her carotid artery. Even if she "died" or lost the fight, she would leave one last mark for Why'nn to remember her by.


She did manage to get her hand up to the side of Why'nn's neck, making a deep cut in her carotid artery. After she did so, she felt another wave of fatigue and promptly passed out.
 
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Location: The Arena


Who I am with: My opponent (@Lunaria Silver), then the nurses/Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna) and the two about to fight (@Pinkalyn)


What I am doing: Claiming victory/Moving this along


This new Why'nn laughed as no blood spilled from the wound. Ivela fell unconscious and the chains dropped Why'nn. The undead girl commenced tearing out Ivela's throat. Then, when it seemed the other girl was dead, Why'nn placed her hand on the girl's chest. Some transaction seemed to take place before the nurses retrieved both, took them off the field, and began attending to them.


It wasn't long before Why'nn reverted to her normal form and, unconscious, allowed the chattering nurses to begin healing her.


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"Very, very interesting. I trust, Delrick, that you will be able to tell which Miss Zoldyk is which if your apprentice chooses to take that form." Nishira chuckled and leaned back. "Grim Shell versus Tetsuko."
 
Location: The Arena


With: James, (@TommyGun15 ) Everyone


Doing: Responding, and going back to watching


Reagan had honestly not expected James to notice her death glare. Normally, she would have appologised and maybe felt bad about it. This, however, was a special case. Reagan stared directly into James' eyes with a cool ferocity. "If we fight each other, do us both a favor." Reagan's lips twisted into a sinister sneer, directed at someone she hated. "Stand still so we can make it quick." Reagan resumed watching the fight, although the fog made tracking everyone's movements... annoying to say the least. Anyone looking at her back would notice the usual electric blue of her capacitor's energy reading was tinged with small specs of black.
 
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Character: Tetsuko


Location: Arena


Doing: Arriving


With: Grim @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Tetsuko sensed her name being called more than she heard it. She could feel the tension in the air. A desire welling up inside of her. She raised herself from the operating table, now mostly whole. There were 'scars' where she had taken the most damage, on her chest and left arm, but these were unlike human scarring. Literal cracks marred the surface of her imitation skin, with rivulets of silvery 'blood' dripping from it occasionally. She was definitely in bad shape, but one thought kept surfacing that drove her toward the arena step by step. The last words Frank had left her with, 'If you become the ultimate weapon, the body count you will amass will surely be unimaginable. Men, women, children, the cruel, the innocent. You will be a mercenary, and to you they will all be one and the same. But you will need someone to wield you, Tetsuko. That is why you must prove yourself here. These people, they are the hand at your hilt. This school is the factory in which you will be built and refined. You have done well, and you will be rewarded with the happiness that you seek.'





She sighed softly, her expression turning to one of lust. "The happiness that I seek... Frank will give it to me... all the bloodshed I could ever want and more. Uwa- I can't wait... to find out who will wield me first." now she was arriving at the gates, steps slowing to a crawl. This was it. She couldn't be certain anymore that giving it her all would give her a victory. Two opponents down, but Frank was right. The damage she had sustained wasn't healing as quickly or as effectively as she needed. She looked at her injuries, then out over the fighting area. She had to assume that her opponent was in top physical form still. She had to assume that they were her better in every way. This wasn't just about killing some helpless fool who was going to underestimate her. She couldn't help but giggle at the thought.


Stepping out into the lighted area, she readied herself for what was to come by enjoying the moment that was now. She was humming quietly with that same eerie smile, likely nothing less than a creepy nursery rhyme of her own creation.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Valian (@folclor ) & Violet (@StartingOver ) then Tetsuko / Nishira , Frank (@Pinkalyn ), and Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity )


What I'm doing: Talking & Watching the fights / Getting serious


Grim


The otter turned his attention to the pit as Valian tapped his shoulder. "Cor! Bloody blow me!" (As in "You could knock me over with a feather) Almost standing to his feet and leaning forward, completely surprised by the entire scene as the fog disappeared, but mostly by the unnatural monstrosity that used to be the girl he'd begun thinking of as a little sitter. "Did she? Did dat? Wot d's bloody hells!" His jaw hung open as what used to be Why'nn started eating! Ivela's neck before both girls were being carried off by the nurses. Grim slumped back into his seat and shook his head in disbelief. He didn't find the cannibalistic nature of the act abhorrent, he'd fine that on many occasions to instill fear in the vermin, he just hadn't the little waif to be capable of it.


Delrick


The monk slowly nodded his head as he watched the transformation, including what caused it. 'So when the little bird dies, her undead half emerges and takes control.' He let a small intrigued noise escape him before responding to the headmistress. "Yes, I'll look into her past." He gave Nishira a small look before affirming his ability. "I will be able to tell the difference." A small smile crept on to his face.


Grim


Hearing his name being called for the third round snapped the otter back to himself. "Right. T'ird times da charm!" He had a large grin on his face, as if he relished going into a fight.


Grim stepped into the arena after reloading his magazines from the previous fight. As he walked a few paces into the pit his paws checked to make sure everything was where it should be. Satisfied, he nodded and drew both pistols. 'She likes her guns too, so gotta close de gap.' He knew this was going to be a tough fight, quite possibly one he'd lose. But boy would it be a blaze of glory and blood! As soon as the cannon girl entered the area he started moving to his left, firing both pistols. Two shots rang out from both weapons, he was aiming for all four shots at the center of her chest.


Each round consisted of part adamantine, which in and of itself would cut through most armour. But combined with the suspended plasma core, even vehicle armour would be susceptible to having holes punched through it after a few shots.


If the all four shots hit, he didn't expect her to drop after seeing her last fight. But she would be severely damaged. If she managed to block or evade his accurate fire, he would keep moving to the left. But ready to evade any return fire.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I am with: Nurses, then James (@TommyGun15), his pets, and Reagan (@shadowstrikr25)


What I am doing: Coming out of it


As soon as she was able, Why'nn stood. Healing magic still coursed through her and, as she walked, her wounds continued to heal. She approached Pale Luna first and offered her human hand, letting the beast sense her, get used to her scent before she attempted to run her hand along Pale Luna's muzzle. "Hello. I hope you are fine with my touch." She smiled at James and Reagan, ignoring the animosity.
 
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Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Why'nn (@folclor ), Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Sitting with Why'nn


James smiled and held out the gummies as Pale Luna allowed Why'nn to pet her, although the undead horse seemed interested in trying to eat the offered gummies.


"That was very impressive out there. I pity whomever you have to fight next."

 

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Location: The Arena


Who I am with: James and his pets (@TommyGun15) and Reagan (@shadowstrikr25)


What I am doing: Conversing


Why'nn was gentle with the undead unicorn and took back her gummies from James. She grabbed a few out and offered them to the creature.





"Here you go. Before I came here I only had bread and rats to eat. If you are anything like me, you may enjoy these treats," she whispered. As James spoke she turned her attention back to him. "Thank you. I simply treat every battle as if it is life or death. In this one I truly did die. I apologize for the gore I caused. Though... I do hope you and I get to do battle today. It would be an honor to fight a wizard."
 
Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Various Nurses then Why'nn (@folclor ), James (@TommyGun15 ) and some girl (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm Doing: Sulking then going to find Why'nn


When Ivela woke up, she was first aware of the fact that she still felt tired. Then, there was a slight pain in her neck. It had probably been much more, but the healing magic seemed to be effective. The other wounds she had sustained seemed to have already healed. Well, the one in her side was still troublesome. She lifted her head up, but found herself unable to see her own neck. Now that was frustrating. However, she figured it was a fair assumption that she had lost. Based on the fact that her neck hurt, she assumed that the girl did indeed rip her throat out. How did she not die from Ivela cutting her carotid artery?


Why didn't she die when she was stabbed through the heart with her daggers?


Ivela closed her eyes, deciding to lay and brood for a moment. She had never lost before. She hadn't even lost when she was 6 in the Heaven's Arena. Probably because she was taught to never fight if she wasn't certain she would win.


She was not strong enough to fight these other students. She needed more training. She was not anywhere near the level that the others were on.


Why'nn reminded her of a member of the Phantom Troupe that her father had told her about.


Ivela opened her eyes suddenly. That girl was very strong. That girl would make a good friend. She didn't seem to take anything personally, and was more than prepared to die if it meant defeating her opponent. That was something that Ivela could learn. Maybe being around her would cause that to rub off on Ivela.


Ivela got up, despite the protests of the nurses, and returned to the arena after grabbing her violin. The nurses had taken it out of the pit as well, something Ivela was grateful for. After fetching her case from the stands, she walked over to where Why'nn was offering gummies to an undead unicorn horse thing.


"Hello." She stated, unsure of how to initiate a conversation with her. What was she supposed to say?


'Hey, how did I not kill you in the arena? I think you ripped my throat out in there and now I want to be your friend?'
 
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Location- Arena


Who I'm with- Alone


What I'm doing- walking back.


Violet sipped on her water. Valian's water in her jacket pocket. She had missed most of Ivela and Why'nn's fight. She had however sensed the darkness that escaped from Why'nn. She didn't have a power that could allow her to do this, but sometimes you just get feelings. That level of darkness made Violet feel wierd. It almost excited her in a way that she couldn't quite explain. Maybe it made her feel less alone that someone else could make their inner demons not so... Inner anymore. She saw Grim and that girl entering the ring. She rememberd very clearly that she tried to eat someone. That creepy song she was whistling, that grin she had... It only made Violet mad. "You try to eat him and I'll splatter that patchwork body all over this arena." She said to no one in a low voice. Violet didn't wish to fight, but if someone was trying to take her otter from her... they would suffer.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I am with: James and his pets (@TommyGun15), Ivela (@Lunaria Silver), and Reagan (@shadowstrikr25)


What I am doing: Conversing





"H-Hello," Why'nn greeted, quite shy outside of battle. She half hid behind Pale Luna, barely peeking out to look at her former combatant. Her voice held none of the bravado it had in the fight. What else was she to say?


The girl was certainly an outlander but, even so, she, like James, had strength about her. She was a good opponent, a hard fight. Why'nn bit her lip. Her superiors in Thay would hate her for befriending so many they would obviously deem inferior. Most of the people here they would enslave. So why was she befriending them? Well, it was likely Why'nn would never see her homeland again.





"Do you like sweets?" She held the bag of gummy zombie heads out to Ivela.
 
Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Why'nn (@folclor ), James (@TommyGun15 ) and Some Girl (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm Doing: Getting Excited


Ivela's eyes widened at the question. She was not allowed to have sweets when she lived with her family. They were a luxury she was denied. However, when her father left her at the Heaven's Arena, she was on her own for 8 months. It was there that she discovered she loved sweets.


"I actually love sweets." She said simply. Assuming that the girl was offering some to her, she reached into the bag before taking one.


"Thank you!" She said with a bright smile before popping it into her mouth. She was hoping that would be okay, as she could see the girl seemed to be shy. Ivela might be socially awkward sometimes, but she wasn't what one would call shy.
 
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Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Why'nn (@folclor ), Ivela (@Lunaria Silver ), Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Studying


James smiled as he saw that Why'nn was getting along with everyone, although he wasn't sure it was such a good idea to be feeding gummies to a horse. Nevertheless, he wanted to be prepared for his next fight, so he reopened his spell book and began to study some more. He seriously hoped that no one would disturb him while he studied, although he wouldn't mind if that person was Why'nn.

 

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Location: The Arena


Who I am with: James and his pets (@TommyGun15), Ivela (@Lunaria Silver), and Reagan (@shadowstrikr25)


What I am doing: Conversing


Why'nn smiled a bit as her offering was received. Excited, she hugged Pale Luna's neck, too nervous to step out from the creature.


"I do, too. At home I was only allowed some bread and a few rats if I was good or a slave if I was in the mountains. I only tasted sweets once I came here. Sir Sieghart does some wonderful things with them. I... I... If you are ever in need of them, you should go ask him."


She hadn't realized how much she had talked until she stopped to take a breath. Pink colored her cheeks as she gasped and ducked back to almost hide behind James, compacting her form the way a small child might. Why'nn peeked out from behind James to see Ivela, then hid again.


"Girls are scary," Why'nn whispered to the sorcerer. "How do I talk to one? She seems nice and... and she is strong. I may quite like to befriend her but... but she is a girl. What do girls talk about? H-How do I talk to one?"
 
Character: Tetsuko


Location: Arena


With: Grim @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Doing: Fighting


It seemed that Grim was going to waste no time in getting this fight started. With two bullets already soaring in Tetsuko's location, it was clear that Grim wanted to take the offensive. But even before the shots have been fired, Tetsuko is analyzing her opponent. "Ah, I see... it's you, isn't it? I remember... I remember you were so kind. You fed me..." she takes a step forward as the shots ring out. In her mind, in what would be considered a person's subconscious, she can hear the voices already. 'Identity confirmed, Grim, designation, student. Known parameters: Priority one, protect and serve. Target is currently... hostile. Error.' She leans just slightly to one side as those guns are raised at her, humming stopped and brows knit in confusion. "Ahn... my- my friend?" shots ring out. Not just one, but four. 'Priority three: Protect self. Error.' she continues leaning sideways. She's not faster than bullets, but she is quick enough just to put those bullets off of her center mass. The tight circle of bullet fire hits her in the chest, near the right shoulder. The first shot rings out with a metallic tang, but the second, third and fourth have burrowed into her flesh, sending her sprawling across the field.


'Error, Error, Error. Re-assessing situation. Error. Target Grim, Hostile. Protect. Error.' her face expresses her confusion as she collides with the ground. The last of the four bullets had torn an exit through her shoulder. For the start of a fight, she seems to be in a fairly bad situation. 'Shut up...' she thought, "shut up..." she said, "SHUT UP!" she shouted. Rolling over a few times, she would use the cannon strapped to her back to fend off any bullets until she finds enough respite to stand. "MY FRIEND. I AM AFRAID... THAT I CANNOT PROTECT YOU." something in her mind shifted, and her smile returned. 'Priority shift... priority one: Protect self. Priority two: Eliminate threats. Priority three: Protect students.'
 
Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Why'nn (@folclor ), James (@TommyGun15 ) and some girl (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm Doing: Talking


Ivela assumed that in this situation, she should also share something about herself with Why'nn. Her childhood was not nearly as bad as this girl's seemed to have been, but they both seemed to have had challenges to overcome.


"While I did not eat rats or people, any type of sweets were withheld from me by my family. It wasn't until I was six when my father left me at the Heaven's Arena that I was allowed the freedom to do what I wanted to. I bought a lot of sweets with the prize money." She said with a slight grin. "Ever since then I have had the butlers sneak me sweets."


Then, she chuckled. "Well, until I got here at least. Thank you for the advice, I will certainly have to ask Sieghart for sweets."


She blinked as the girl hid, but did not comment on it. This girl was much stronger than she was, so she was still processing how she could be so amazing on the battlefield, yet so timid off it.
 
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Location: The Arena


Who I am with: James and his pets (@TommyGun15), Ivela (@Lunaria Silver), and Reagan (@shadowstrikr25)


What I am doing: Conversing


Why'nn peeked out again, then smiled at Ivela before hiding. Should she say more? This could be another friend! She had been amassing a bit of a family here. Could Ivela become a sis-? No. No sisters. Never again.





"I-It was good to fight you. You are quite strong. I did not expect the chains. Those were a bit of a fright, I shall admit. And you did not hesitate to go for the killing blow, regardless of how close my blade was to your neck. Most would panic."
 
Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Why'nn (@folclor ), James (@TommyGun15 ) and Some Girl (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm Doing: Speaking


Ivela nodded. "Thank you. I had hoped to distract you from the chains, considering how easily you sensed the other blades I had used In on. I have been taught never to panic while in the midst of a fight, although it was quite alarming."


She blinked. "I am sorry if the chains shocked you, even if that was the point. Your mist was quite inconvenient. Also, the way you so easily embraced my dagger because you knew what touching you would do to me was admirable. I was truly outclassed by you. I have much more training to do." Ivela left out the part about how if she used Requiem Bars she would have to go for the killing blow. She also did not ask about what happened after her daggers stabbed Why'nn in the chest. She felt as though now was not the time for that.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I am with: James and his pets (@TommyGun15), Ivela (@Lunaria Silver), and Reagan (@shadowstrikr25)


What I am doing: Conversing


Why'nn nodded. This wasn't so bad... Strategy talk. She could talk strategy to a girl.





"This arena is my second home. My master, Sensei Delrick, teaches me here very often. Though you claim you were outmatched you very nearly had me. Were I not half undead you would have killed me. I do hope that I did not hurt you in that state. The nurses are good, though. I have seen them very many times. Mistress Manara cut my arm off on the second day and they had to give me a new one. But you are older. I imagine you are... smarter to have been here that long without arousing interest."
 
Location: Arena


Who I am With: Why'nn (@folclor ), James (@TommyGun15 ) and Some girl (@shadowstrikr25 )


Ivela smiled at her own assumption that Why'nn spent most of her free time training. Now that was something she could relate to.


"I used to view my training area as a second home to me as well, though recently I have been rather lax in my training." She informed her.


"So you are half undead? That explains it. Still, had I not expended so much energy using En I may have been able to remove your head. If you hadn't had the ability to cause me to feel...let's say drowsy," As if she wasn't completely drained due to that, "I would have been able to use the daggers still in your chest to cut you almost in half. There were several advantages that you had that caused you to win, which does mean that I was outclassed. You are the exact opposite of weak. Almost not worth fighting." She meant the last bit as a compliment of course, even if the words, taken at face value, did not sound like she had. Her tone and smile should have conveyed that.


At her comment about her being smart for not arousing interest, Ivela smiled nostagically. "My father always told me to wait. He said that sometimes revealing your strength can lead to your downfall."
 
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Location: The Arena


Who I am with: James and his pets (@TommyGun15), Ivela (@Lunaria Silver), and Reagan (@shadowstrikr25)


What I am doing: Conversing


At that Why'nn seemed to stop hiding behind James as much.





"If you killed the undead I would have truly died. Just a warning for future: undead generally do not bleed." Her neck had been sore when she woke, causing her to wonder what happened. "And... Some undead will not die that easily. Big sister Tammith had her head chopped off and was cut into tiny bits but because she was sheltered from the sun she was able to change forms and fly away as a bunch of bats." Again, she was beginning to sound like a small child.


Why'nn grabbed a couple gummies and popped them into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully before she responded again.





"Your father sounds wise. But now the headmistress has seen. Now she will come and take you. She took me. James went willingly. She took Connor..."
 
Location- Arena


Who I'm with- Why'nn(@folclor ) and Ivela(@Lunaria Silver


What I'm doing- walking up.


"Like hell she will." Violet walked up. She smiled at Why'nn and patted her head. "Hello little sis." She looked to Ivela. "Stay away from that women, she wants to bind your soul to hers. It's slavery... I would still be your friend, but it would hurt me." She sighed.


"There isn't much you could do if she comes after you." Violet looked to Ivela. "I would fight for you." She smiled.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I am with: James and his pets (@TommyGun15), Ivela (@Lunaria Silver), Violet (@StartingOver), and Reagan (@shadowstrikr25)


What I am doing: Conversing, then hiding


Why'nn's eyes went wide at the greeting. ...Little sis?


'But sisters are not good. Sisters hurt. Big Sister Tammith does not hurt but that is because she is different. She is like me. Well, different. Big Sister Tammith does not have the capacity to hurt me in the way that would truly hurt. Violet has the capacity. Violet could hurt. Violet calls me sister. Violet will hurt. Violet is a girl.'





Why'nn grabbed onto James, then rattled off a prayer, causing a shelter of webbing to surround the two of them, closing them off from Violet, Ivela, and Reagan. As this happen, she connected to James via the mindscape.


Web Shelter - Pathfinder_OGC


"Sisters are evil. Sisters are not good. Sisters hurt. They always hurt. So much pain. Mental, emotional. Girls hurt. All of them are girls. Girls will take advantage. They will hurt. Must protect. Must protect from hurt." Visions of Llysi's abuse flooded her mind. As the shelter finished building itself, its door slammed shut. "Must hide. Must protect. Get stronger. Get stronger and kill. Kill them all. All girls must die. Evil. They are evil."
 
Location-Arena


Who I'm with- Why'nn(@folclor ) Ivela(@Lunaria Silver


What I'm doing- taken aback


Violet cocked her head to the side. She was confused... She didn't understand why Why'nn would act that way towards her. Did she not seem to care about the times Violet had spent trying to be nice to her? Violet had gone out of her way to befriend the girl. This started to piss Violet off. She had faced Nishira for Why'nn's sake the first day she had gotten in. All this trouble she had encountered here at the school was rooted by that one act. Violet clentched her fists. She didn't deserve to be treated this way.Even if this had to do with her troubled past how would Violet know? It's not like she was ever informed or trusted enough to be told. "Fine, fuck off then." She turned on her heel and stalked off. "Don't bother coming to our dorm tonight either! Not like you would anyway."
 
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