Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Location- Scarlets room


Who I'm with- Nishira


What I'm doing- noooo


Scarlet soghed her eyes fluttered. "Sorry..." She said weakly. She nodded her eyes growing duller. She was almost comepetely under now. My pet being one of her triggers. "Nasty..." She muttred repeating Nishira words. She felt the pain In her head go away as the memories did, but when Imalia came up she blinked. "But ... But Imlaia is.... I... Want to see her."
 
Location: Scarlet's Room


Who I'm with: Scarlet (@StartingOver)


What I'm doing: Fixing


"But didn't Imalia hurt you? Didn't she take everything away from you? I came after. I made everything better, I put it in order, pet." Nishira grinned. "Don't you remember? Don't you remember when Imalia took everything from you? When she made you hurt? But I made the hurt go away, didn't I? I always make the pain go away." The lich squeezed Scarlet gently. "Mistress makes everything better, doesn't she? Mistress keeps you from hurting. Listen to Mistress."
 
Location- My room


Who I'm with- Nishira


What I'm doing- fadeing away


"Yes... She hurt me... "Scarlet said weakly. "She... Hurt me so much. I loved her." Scarlet felt tears forming but Nishira held her tighter and then went away, just like she said. She was right... She should be obeyed."Mistress makes me feel better." She said. She went limp in Nishira arms, her restiance gone. "You are my mistress." She said blankly her eyes dull.
 
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Location: Scarlet's Room


Who I'm with: Scarlet (@StartingOver)


What I'm doing: Fixing


"Good girl, good pet. Let me make it all better." The headmistress hummed a bit, tunelessly, stroking Scarlet's hair. "So you won't go to see Imalia again. She hurt you. You won't believe her. You won't help her. She's out to hurt you. I'm here to help you. Listen to me. Always listen to me." Nishira kissed the top of the woman's head. "Now you'll do as I instruct. Whatever I instruct. You'll cut through your obstacles. I don't care who's standing in your way, you will do as I order. Won't you, my pet?"
 
Location-Scarlets room


Who I'm with- Nishira


What I'm doing- listening


"She hurt me... I won't help her... Mistress makes eveything okay." She started to smile blankly. She was feeling better, her whole body had unwound. "Yes my mistress... I'll cut down anyone and everyone who gets in my way." Power coming back to her voice. "Mistress's will is law... I will carry it out!" Her eyes still blank, she was entranced but could feel her new self coming out.
 
Location: My chambers


Who I am with: My Daughter (@folclor )


What I am doing: Reassuring and teaching


Delrick slowly nodded as he listened, sipping his tea. "Those feelings are to be expected. From what I was able to gather, from our binding and from where I found you, you were undergoing some sort of mental assault. So it is likely that your memories ate muddled." Grasping the cup in both hands, leaning on his elbows he looked to her calmly; impressed that she had attained a calm meditative waking state and that she was able to coherently state her feelings. Through the binding she would feel his pride and warmth a father would feel towards his daughter. "Toril still exists, you and I will always have a connection to it. Thay still stands, but you are no longer apart of that place." The monk watched her carefully as he continued. "Through no fault of your own, our realm has cast you out, and you have been accepted here at the Academy of Rejected Souls. You are in a school tournament, and doing very well I might say, so you are correct you will have to fight again this afternoon." He took a slow sip of tea, enjoying the warmth. "You have been apart of this world for just over two months. And you are the only Thayan here, and since we are not in Thay everyone is an outlander." He chuckled a bit as he smiled. "You've grown quite fond of a few of them, and have attracted quite a following of beings seemingly loyal to you and wishing to protect you. They are your friends." He would see how she reacted to this information, hoping that explaining it out loud would begin to straighten her thoughts.
 
Location: Scarlet's Room/Father's chambers


Who I'm with: Scarlet (@StartingOver)/Father (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna)


What I'm doing: Fixing/Trying to understand


"Good, pet, good. Now, your first target is Why'nn Canthet. You remember her, yes? The little bird. Delrick's apprentice. It's important that you control her, pet. It's important that you hold sway. Controlling her means controlling quite a few students." Nishira's voice was calm and soothing. "You want to control, don't you? Want to be a good pet for Mistress?"


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"Binding...?" Her hand wandered to her chest, tracing the scar. "Yes..." His pride made her blush and she smiled a bit. "Yes... Mental attack..." It was at this point that she took a moment to focus and breathe, try to remember. As she focused she vaguely remembered an argument, punching someone... A thing with madness at its center entering her mind, protecting her mind. Mistress seemed to have done something but she couldn't properly remember. All she could remember was to trust Mistress. Slightly distressed, unbalanced, almost coming out of the meditation, she shook her head and gripped the tea cup. However, she re-centered herself and listened to the rest of his words.


As he spoke, she became troubled once more. While some of that certainly sounded familiar, she was upset at much of it. "No longer in Thay? No longer on Toril?" Her voice wavered as she questioned. "B-But, Father..." She trembled slightly. "It is because I am an abomination, yes? It is... it is because of what my biological father is, because of what I am, yes? I am... not fit to exist, am I?" Why'nn looked until she saw a window. The girl got up and began to walk toward it. Reagan. Ivela. Violet. Grim. Kissing Connor on the second day. Losing her arm to Mother. The binding. Trying to kill Mother. Sieghart. HK-50-01. Brutus. Tears formed in her eyes and she stumbled, falling to her knees as she startled herself out of the meditative state, hugging herself tightly. Training with Father, the nights that ended with a glass of wine and meditation. Curling up on the hammock or couch. Experiencing a new kind of pleasure with Mother, attempting that same pleasure with Connor. Tasting a muffin for the first time, cake, estus soup, food that didn't consist of stale bread and rats. She had friends here, she had made a family here. Consummating a lack of relationship with James, the sting of rejection. So many colors, textures. Melding souls, spending time in other mindscapes.


Her head pounded at the rush and she clutched it, slamming it against the ground as if it would make the pain and the flood of memories stop. Why'nn shot up and rushed toward the window, her body moving in the way he knew too well, the one he'd seen so often at the beginning of the school year.
 
Location-Scarlets room


Who I'm with- Nishira(@folclor


What I'm doing- obeying


"Yes mistress, I want to control Why'nn." She repeated. "I live to be a good pet." She smiled. Scarlet was totally and competely under Nishria's control. She sighed contently and snuggled her head into Nishira. "Mistress I'm yours to control." Her dull eyes and blank smile looked up at her. She felt no pain just happiness. A thought crossed her mind, something Scarlet didnt say she should stop. "Shard gets In my way... He can access her brain and make it hard."
 
Location: Scarlet's room


Who I'm with: Scarlet (@StartingOver)


What I'm doing: Reassuring


"Good, good." This was exactly how she liked Scarlet: obedient to a fault. "Now, don't worry about Shard, my pet, I will take care of him. When you wake, you will feel refreshed and energized. You will not speak a word of meeting me to anyone. At your first available opportunity, preferably tonight, you will begin the girl's training."
 
Location- Scarlet's room


Who I'm with-Mistress-(@folclor


What I'm doing-Obeying


"May we play when I wake up." She batted her eyelashes some, but then remembered she waa given a command. "Yes I will sleep." She nodded her head and like clockwork her eyes rolled up in her head. She slumped into Nishria sound asleep. The trance finally leaving her. When she awoke she would the the apex predator of the school once more. All the day's events wouldn't weigh her down. It was her and Why'nn.
 
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Location: Scarlet's Room/Hallway


Who I'm with: Scarlet (@StartingOver)/No one


What I'm doing: Leaving


Nishira moved, setting Scarlet down gently upon her couch, and stood, shaking her head. She didn't feel like playing just now. No, the headmistress left the room swiftly. She had a few choices before her: return to fight the chaos beast, check on Manara, get some much needed time alone in her office, or find a student to torment. As she deliberated, the lich stood in the middle of the hallway.
 



Location: Hallways


Who I'm with: Headmistress Nishira (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Turning around


James had been on his way back to the cafeteria after having to legitimately use the bathroom this time, only to discover that the toilets from earlier were still magically clogged. Thus it had necessitated a trip to the third floor, where he had the misfortune of walking through the same hallway the Nishira was waiting in at the very moment.


James didn't notice her at first as he entered the hallway, but the moment he did sense her presence he froze. He looked at her out of the corner of his eye for about half a minute before turning around and walking back the way he'd come, sincerely hoping she hadn't noticed him.
 
===Gareth===


Location: The Cafeteria/Hallways


With: No one important/No one


Doing: Bored, so bored.../HUNTING


Gareth sat in the cafeteria, only mildly concerned by the flood of bodies that suddenly lined the walls. In the two months he had been at this Academy, he was always some degree of bored. However, his 25th kill had satisfied him for quite a bit. Enough to keep him from falling back on his habits and begin cutting through the school. 'What I wouldn't do to start cutting people up now. I miss it. The screams, the cutting of flesh, the taste of blood! I need something to keep me occupied. That last fight was the worst, and that robot was just so... boring. So bored.' His hand brushed his weapon gently. 'Don't worry... it'll be time soon enough... I wonder what their blood tastes like...' Gareth began tapping his index finger on the table rapidly just to try and distract from the monotony, licking his lips.


As the seconds ticked by, each slower than the last, Gareth finally snapped. 'I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I NEED TO HUNT! I NEED TO FIGHT! I NEED TO KILL!!!' Gareth quickly walked out of the cafeteria, eyes wide, his features contorting into what most would consider a manic grin, and others would consider the face of nightmares. Gareth transformed his weapon into scythe mode, prowling the halls, looking for some poor, unfortunate souls to have fun with, letting out a low laugh. "Tonight... I'm gonna have myself... a real good time..."
 
Location: My chambers


Who I am with: My Daughter (@folclor )


What I am doing: Reassuring and teaching


He could see and feel the turmoil and distress within her, but he watched as she regained her center. "You are not an abomination. The being that created you is to blame, but you are fit to live, thrive even." As she got up and trembling as she walked he sighed, emphasizing with her. 'You have suffered so much little bird.' The waves of emotions hit him as they swirled over her. He started to move to her side when she collapsed and was banging her head on the floor, still curled up and hugging herself.


But before he could embrace her she was up and almost to the window. His shoulders sagged and he closed his eyes. "Stop." The power of the binding was in the full weight of that one word. He had spoken it quietly and calmly as though he were telling her to stop filling a glass, not ordering her to stop running towards the window. "Do not move." The monk stood and moved to her side and gently placed a hand on her shoulder, flooding the binding with serenity and strength. He stood before her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, pulling her into a hug. "You are my daughter, that is all that matters."
 
Location: Hallway/Father's chambers


Who I'm with: The boy (@TommyGun15)/Father (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna)


What I'm doing: Noticing/Being hugged


Nishira was lost in thought, trying to decide. However, a presence joined her in the hallway and she looked up, eyes narrowing as she spotted James. He was quite the annoyance today, even if he was to become her Summoner.


"Still reeling from your mistake, boy?" The headmistress turned slightly toward him. "Your meddling has caused quite enough damage for today. For your information, you interrupted an important happening earlier and now the little bird is suffering from a shattered mind. Had you not chosen to insert yourself where you didn't belong, you and she and your compatriots would be happily enjoying lunch right now. It's not your place to intervene in matters to do with teachers and staff."





Was she angry with him? Not specifically, more at the situation. It had kept her away long enough. Now Delrick had to clean up the mess made by this boy's interference, which meant he was away from his other duties longer. She could sense his worry at his apprentice's state, the girl's turmoil, and Scarlet's state. There were times she questioned whether tethering herself so fully to these two was a smart move.


---


The word was out of his mouth and her body obeyed, lurching to a stop. The second command rendered her unable to continue (even if she had no desire to get away from Father) and she had to wait, trembling, expecting pain, until he pulled her into a hug. At that act she clung to him and began to sob.





"F-F-Father!" the girl managed through the tears and uneven breathing. "I-I do n-not wish to be an abo-ab-abomin-n-nation! P-P-Please do not... do not, p-please, l-let me bec-c-c-come one! Father I am sc-scared!" Why'nn pressed her face into his robes, her tears staining the ripped and sullied fabric. "It is st-strange h-here and and and I do not do not-" The sentence was interrupted with a fresh wail of fear and sadness. Her hands gripped his clothing tighter. "I do not understand what I did wrong! I tried tried to make th-them happy! I-I only st-struck out once! I-I am sorry! Wh-Why did th-they send m-me away? Wh-What did I do? A-Are you sending m-me away, too? A-Am I not am I not good enough?!" She pressed herself against him. "I shall be good! P-P-Please do not send m-me away!"
 
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Location: My chambers


Who I am with: My Daughter (@folclor )


What I am doing: Reassuring


Delrick held her close and tight, sending a sense of security, safety, and well being through the binding. "You are not an abomination!" Squeezing her shoulders tight as she cried. He took a deep breath and held her as she let go of her bottled up emotions, holding her tight as her body rocked and trembled with her sobs. He easily picked her up and carried her to the hammock and laid her in it. "It is strange here, but that is not a bad thing." He sat in a chair near the hammock, brushing hair from her face as he spoke. "You did nothing wrong, you were not sent away, this is not a punishment." Through the binding and through his body language, calm was the every present center of his being, he emitted it like a fire sheds light and heat. "I am not sending you away." His hand cupped her cheek. "You are not yet strong enough to do what must be done, through training and trails, such as this, you will become stronger." Leaning in he pulled her into a tight embrace. "You may undergo changes, transformations, but in your heart, mind and soul you will be forever you." Pressing his forehead to hers he concentrated his will through the binding to enter her mindscape. "And you will always be my apprentice, my little bird, and my daughter."


He stepped into the disheveled library that was her mind, and reached out for her. Holding a ghostly blue ball of flame in his left hand, his right extended palm up. As if he were offering it to her to take.
 
Location: Father's chambers


Who I am with: Father (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna)


What I am doing: Calming


Why'nn refused to let go of him, her tears flowing freely. Her sobbing quieted a bit as he placed her in the hammock and spoke so calmly. She was weak, she agreed, but his words comforted her. At least in his mind, she wasn't an abomination. He was wrong, but it was comforting. It sounded as if he believed she would go through further changes, but if he also believed she had the strength to remain as herself through it, she would trust him. As he pulled her into an embrace, she wrapped her arms around him. This was safe, this was good. He pressed his forehead against hers and she felt him enter her mindscape.


If he looked, he would notice the shield of madness around her mind and the tendrils rooted into certain memories. Color was beginning to spread out from these appendages, albeit very slowly. The library, itself, was in more disarray than usual. Books were on the floor, on the ceiling, space made absolutely no sense anymore. Pages had been ripped out, sewn in, ripped out again. A large tome, opened on a pedestal, recorded her thoughts in real time, but they were disjointed and in a strange conglomeration of the languages she knew. The books that held memories from the time at the academy were open, piled on the floor, the memories all playing at once while her mind seemed to try and fit them into the context of being in Thay. It failed miserably and these voices, sounds, thoughts just added to the cacophony of confusion that plagued this mindscape. The motions and sounds did not stop when Delrick entered.


Why'nn's being looked up from the pile of books. Her hair was wild, as if she'd been pulling at it in frustration and confusion, her eyes wide and reflecting the amalgamation of emotions that existed within her. This image of her had no mouth, as if it was unable to speak the truth. Instead, that area was smooth, the skin showing no indentation or clue that an opening had ever existed there. Her left arm did not exist and her form was sickly thin, mirroring the form she had when she showed up at the academy.


The amalgamation stopped and only confusion, trust, and fear, remained in the girl's eyes. She stepped forward, the memories raising in volume the further she got away from them. This staggered her and she tensed before continuing toward him. Closer and closer, louder and louder. Why'nn reached out to take his hand. The tome scribbled out, 'Father! Father! Father! FATHER!' Other books toppled from the shelves, falling open, beginning to play their memories as well. The dissonance playing through her mind increased until Delrick himself might find it difficult to think.


'Father, help me! HELP ME! Mind cannot process! HELP!' the tome wrote, voices, Why'nn's voice, whispered in every language she knew. She grasped his hand, but the discord did not stop.
 
===Gareth===


Location: Hallways


With: A new friend...


Doing: Having fun...


Gareth did not have to wait long for prey to show itself. As he turned a corner, he saw a girl exit a room, all alone. The manic grin on Gareth's face grew into a smile. 'I'm going to have fun with you... I hope you don't mind...' Gareth kept pace behind the girl, following silently, like a shadow. As she was about to walk towards the stairs, he struck his first blow.


Gareth dashed past the girl, slicing her right side twice. Due to his quirk, however, it looked like nothing had happened. The girl looked at him in confusion before he activated his quirk with a snap of his fingers. Two brutal slash wounds formed on her side simultaneously, gushing blood. The girl began to scream at the top of her lungs, trying to back away from Gareth. "Aw, come back! Was I being too forward? I just thought you'd look really cute with a bit of blood." Gareth followed the girl, who had begun gibbering in fear. "Although I think I overdid it a bit, right?"


Gareth rushed the girl, hooking her legs and yanking them out from under her with his scythe. Thanks to his quirk, both slashes formed and she quickly fell, staring up in fear of Gareth, tears forming in her eyes. "HELP! PLEASE! SOMEONE! TEACHERS! ANYON-URGH!" Gareth snarled as he stomped on her arm 3 times, activating his quirk, causing the girl to resume screaming in pain and fear. Gareth began to speak to her, as a father would when comforting his son. "Please don't call for help. No one's coming for you." As he said this, he knelt down over the girl, looking her in the eyes. The girl became silent as she stared in fear at the smiling face of Gareth, who spoke like a mother to her baby. "There are no heroes here, stop trying to call one. It hurts my ears. Now, please, for the both of us, put those pretty little lungs to use and just keep screaming, OK?" The girl started to wimper in fear, tears streaming down her face. Gareth licked his lips in anticipation. These kinds of screams were his favorite.


As Gareth began cutting into her, she screamed at the top of her lungs, bringing him further ecstasy. "AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! YESSS!! JUST LIKE THAT!! I FEEL ALIIII-I-III-IIIIIIVE!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" Gareth quickly raised his own voice to match her screams, feeling that joyous pleasure he had deprived himself of for two months. The girl only lasted a few more minutes before expiring. Gareth chopped at the corpse, if it could even be called that, a few more times, sending blood flying onto his clothes and face.


As Gareth realized he had finished with her, he knelt down again and drove his hand into the flesh of his victim, pulling out his own bloodstained hand. He then began slowly licking his fingers clean. "Mmmmm... Ah, yes... it's been too long, you know that? I have to say, you've got a strange taste. Strange, but not bad. Ooooo, it's such a new flavor.... Thank you for introducing it to me... whoever the hell you are. It's delicious! So much better than back home... I must have more..." Gareth then licked his scythe clean of blood, letting out a moan of pleasure. He then proceeded further into the school, his bloodlust not yet stated. It had been two months. He had to catch up. "And the world... turning... inside out... heheheh yeah.... floating around.... in... ecstasy..."
 



Location: Hallways


Who I'm with: Headmistress Nishira (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Feeling guilty


James frozen when Nishira spotted him, not daring to move. At least... not until she mentioned what was happening to Why'nn. A horrible guilt washed over him as he instantly began to blame himself for the state that Why'nn was in. Hanging his head he slowly walked over to the wall, leaned against it, then slowly slid to the floor where he stared at the floor with his forehead resting on the palms of his hands. He spoke quietly, barely loud enough for Nishira to hear.


"Even controlling my powers, I still fuck things up when I get upset don't I..."


James began to sniffle, then he broke down into full-on sobbing in the middle of the (mostly) empty hallway.
 
Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: James (@TommyGun15)


What I'm doing: Manipulating


Nishira grinned as she stepped closer to him. She had to keep her glee from her voice as she spoke. "Yes. Very much so. I don't know if she'll be able to remember you, or any of the others, after this. You jumped in, disturbed something that was to be simple and gentle. A simple suggestion. But you... you stepped in, you made it antagonistic." The headmistress shook her head. "Do you want to help her, James? I get the feeling you do. You are, after all, a good friend for her." She knelt, placing her hand on his back, rubbing in soothing circles. "If you want to help, here's what you need to do: Don't interrupt anything the teachers are doing with her. Even if it seems bad or like it might be hurting her, the teachers here know what they're doing. Otherwise, be there for her. Be her friend... or whatever the two of you are. Who knows, this could be a fresh start for the two of you. Now, why don't you go to the restroom and, after that, we'll go, together, and see if you can see her. Doesn't that sound like a good idea?"
 



Location: Hallways


Who I'm with: Headmistress Nishira (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Listening... Not listening never turns out well


James tensed a bit as Nishira placed her hand on his back, but he slowly allowed himself to relax. He wiped the tears out of his eyes and looked up. He spoke in a clam, defeated voice.


"I was actually on my way back to the cafeteria... We can go now if you want."


Normally, James's better judgement would tell him not to trust Nishira, but if that only got his friends hurt, then what was the point? James slowly stood up, and followed Nishira wherever she saw fit to take him.
 
Location: Hallway, then Delrick's chambers


Who I'm with: James (@TommyGun15), then Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna) and his bird


What I'm doing: Manipulating


Nishira took James's hand and led him to Delrick's room. It was an... interesting scene, for sure. The bird was curled up on the hammock while Delrick was sitting beside her. They were in an embrace, foreheads pressed together. 'Disgusting. I'll have to separate the two of them eventually. I don't like how weak she's making him.'





"It's okay, James. Go ahead, go see how she's doing." The headmistress's voice was soft and kind, motherly almost. She released is hand, placing a comforting hand on his back.
 
Character: Lillith Mahler


Location: Fourth Floor Hallway then a differeny hallway


Who I'm With: Myself


What I'm Doing: Deciding to wander


Lillith growled in annoyance as she stopped leaning against the wall. This 'headmistress' was taking too long


"I'm still hungry." She muttered before leaving the hallway. Deciding to not go on the third floor, lest Imalia see her, she continued down the stairs.


Due to the fact that her hearing and sense of smell was stronger than any humans, she also managed to hear the girl's screams and smell her blood.


She followed the scent of blood and found the girl's dead body on the floor. She leaned over, frowning.


"Beautiful work...but such a waste." She said aloud, not bothering to lower her voice. She herself would not drink blood that was not fresh.


"I wonder who did this." She mused, as she nonchalantly ripped off one of the dead girl's arms, careful to keep the blood off of her new dress. She grinned at the sound of tearing flesh, dropping the now severed arm and ripping off the other.
 



Location: Hallways


Who I'm with: Headmistress Nishira, Why'nn (@folclor ),


What I'm doing: Not really sure


James wasn't really sure what to do in this situation, and was honestly half afraid that he'd only make things worse. So instead he just pulled up a chair next to the hammock across from Delrick, sat down, and stared sadly at Why'nn. As he let his own thoughts swirl, he spoke quietly, to no one in particular.


"This is my fault. If I'd done nothing, you wouldn't have been hurt. At least... I don't think so... Maybe... Maybe it would be best if we didn't see each other anymore..."
 
Location: Father's Chambers


Who I am with: Father (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna) J-James? (@TommyGun15)


What I am doing: What is going on?


Another voice. Why'nn's mindscape shuddered and shook as the memories spun quickly, trying to place the voice. Every memory of James flooded in at once, including the intimate moments she shared with him, all laid out for Father to see. The voice was recognized. Her hand shot out, grabbing hold of James and flipping him onto the hammock with her, pulling him close to her.


"Outlander prince, do not leave me," she murmured. "You rejected me, but I still require your allegiance. Do not, please, do not cut off the necessary contact." This was all spoke in her native tongue. If he recalled it from the meld, he would understand her.
 
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