Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[TommyGun15]

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Location: UNKNOWN


Who I'm with: Someone I need to talk to (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Negotiating


From the space behind the man, there was a small ringing sound, like the sound a small silver bell might make. Another man dressed in a suit stepped out of the shadows, staring at the man intently.


"Hello." The suit-wearing man said, speaking in a British accent. "If I might have a moment of your time, I have some business I wish to discuss with you."

 

[StartingOver]

Location- dorm


Who I'm with-alone


What I'm doing- sneering


"He called me egotistical, that's big talk coming from a guy who's assuming he can beat Nishira, talk about ego." She opened the door and walked out into the hall. Still he made a decent offer, but it was all smoke and mirrors to this point, he showed nothing concrete.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: UNKNOWN


With: Some dude in a suit (@TommyGun15 )


Doing: Facing the old man and listening


The man rotated around to face the old man. "I was expecting you to show up sooner, you know. You're obviously not with Nishira, otherwise I would have a knife in my back by now. I'm going to assume you're with the big guy. Otherwise, there's a fourth player in this game that I don't know about." The man had seen this person, as well as that big bulky thing on his screens before. Having someone who could very easily walk into his base and bypass his defenses was very... irritating. The man refused to show it, however, projecting cool confidence. "Seeing as you could kill me if I refused, I'll talk. What is it you wish to discuss?" The man's posture relaxed as he leaned back into his chair. 'At the very least, I can figure out why he's here. He seems to be acting on someone else's orders. If they can get him into my base, then it stands to reason they can get in themselves. I would prefer to avoid angering someone who knows where I live.'

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: UNKNOWN


Who I'm with: Someone I need to talk to (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Negotiating


The Suited Man nodded, putting a large folding knife he'd been concealing in his hand back inside the pocket of his suit jacket.


"My name is Mr. Deeds. I represent the agent of an... interested third party. They are an organization that specializes in the capture and containment of anomalous beings. Beings like myself, like that ooze you collected a part of today, and like Nishira. This organization has determined that Nishira poses a threat to our universe, and this threat cannot be ignored. Since you too seem to have an interest in putting a stop to Nishira's plans, I have been sent to present you with an offer."

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: UKNOWN


With: Mr. Deeds, Messenger for the SCP Foundation (@TommyGun15 )


Doing: Engaging in conversation, and learning what I can about this organisation.


The man leaned in to show he was interested, even indulging in a smirk as he saw that Deeds was indeed prepared to stab him. "Well, what would that offer be? I've got time." The man leaned back into his chair again. 'A group dedicated to the containment of thing like Nishira and that ooze? I'm going to assume the big guy is working for them as well. However, most of the students have some sort of odd ability or power. That Reagan girl is electrokinetic, Connor is telepathic, and Violet has magic and an ego to fill a stadium. That very destructive plan I told Violet about was a bluff that failed.' The man stared at Deeds, awaiting this offer he was about to propose.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: UNKNOWN


Who I'm with: Hopefully a future asset (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Making an offer


Mr. Deeds straightened his tie as he spoke.


"Sir, I will be blunt. You have something that belongs to us. We would like it back. We would also like your assistance in our plans to apprehend and contain Nishira, along with the Academy's students, staff, and the population of the nearby city. With your aid, not only can we cut our timetable in half, but we can ensure that the students receive minimal rough treatment when the Organization makes it's move. Make no mistake, unlike you, our priority is not the lives of the students of this school. If it means protecting the lives of our universe, we will destroy this world, and all who live in it. If you could act as an agent for us, and discover the weaknesses of the students and faculty, apprehending them will go much smoother, and we will be able to minimize the risk of unnecessary casualties to both sides. Do you accept our offer?"

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: UNKNOWN


With: Mr. Deeds (@TommyGun15 )


Doing: Delivering my answer


The man nodded and unlocked the drawer, pulling out the vial of 999. He then stood up and handed it directly to Deeds. A look of deep thought was on the man's face, his thoughts unreadable. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he knew that Deeds was ready to kill him should he prove uncooperative. The man straightened himself and adjusted his coat. He extended his hand towards Deeds, in position for a handshake. "I'm in." The man smirked, knowing he got played like a violin.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: UNKNOWN


Who I'm with: A future asset (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Leaving


Mr. Deeds put the vial in the pocket of his suit jacket and shook the man's hand.


"Thank you for cooperating. With your help, our plan should be ready to be executed within only two years. I look forward to our continued cooperation."


Mr. Deeds bowed and walked towards the door. He opened the door, then stopped.


"Oh, and let me make one more thing clear. Do not attempt to betray us. Otherwise, certain information may be leaked to the Headmistress. We wouldn't want that. Would we?"


Before the man could answer, Mr. Deeds shut the door. Even if the man were to open the door a second later, Mr. Deeds would be gone.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

???


Location: UNKNOWN


With: Nothing but a sense of dread


Doing: Following orders.


The man slumped back down into his chair, both impressed and angered. "Well shit." The man resumed watching his screens, doing as he was told to and noting the various weaknesses that he had already noted and theories on other weaknesses. Yet, a look of worry crossed the man's face. He had a very bad feeling about this new arrangement. The man continued watching and noting, also writing down what he was planning to do soon, so that his new bosses would know about it. Unfortunately.


REAGAN





Location: Hallways


With: No one


Doing: I don't know


Reagan, during the events that had recently transpired, sat down in a dark corner of the halls, trying to make sense of everything. 'What even is this test that I have to go through? Is it a standard test? No, that would be too mundane for this place. What is it, and why do I have to take it?!' Reagan sparked, sighing as she lost control of her own lightning again. She hung her head low, staring at the ground. "Why me? Why is all this happening to me?" Reagan curled up in the corner, trying to make sense of the events that had transpired in the last few months and finding none. Tears began to well up in her eyes as her own thoughts began to overwhelm her. "Why?"

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Hallways


Who I'm with: Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Concerned


Hearing someone crying in the hallways, Sieghart poked his head out into the hallway to see Reagan crying in the corner. He walked over to her and knelt down beside her, speaking in a comforting voice.


"Hey... Are you alright? Is there something wrong? Do you want to talk about it?"

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: Hallways


With: Seighart (@TommyGun15 )


Doing: Explaining to the cook


Reagan looked up to see Seighart looking down on her with concern. She wiped the tears away before talking. "Oh, nothing's wrong, nothing at all! It's just that this place makes no sense! For whatever reason, I was sent here, I can't planeswalk home, the classes are far from anything normal, and the Headmistress wants to see me at 10 for something relating to being HK-50's assistant! It just makes no sense!" Reagan's tears began flowing again. "What is the Headmistress doing, and why do I have to be here?! Why?!" Reagan began sparking again, sighing. "I can't even control myself. I'm venting to the cook." Reagan curled up again as two months of bottled up emotions began to slowly vent out.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

<p>Location: Manara's Room</p>


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Who I'm With: Why'nn, Manara, sleeping girl</p>


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What I'm Doing: Sitting with Why'nn and holding her hand</p>


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Connor sat there, holding on to Why'nn's hand as she continued giggling. He wished the thing attached to her would just leave so he could talk to her, but he would simply have to be patient. He looked over to the girl in the bed, then looked to Manara. The girl had said that she was his daughter, which was hard to believe. He wanted to talk about it, but he thought better of it. Instead, he turned to where he was fully facing Why'nn now, and looked at her. As he looked at her, he wanted nothing more than to just take her away from this crazy place. Things were constantly going wrong here and it usually ended up with one or both of them in some precarious situation. However, he knew that that would be a betrayal to Nishira, to whom he had sworn his loyalty to. He hated himself for wanting to keep his promise, and he would hate himself even more once Why'nn found out what he had done for Nishira. Connor sighed and rested his forehead on the edge of the couch, feeling completely lost and unsure of what to even do.</p>

 

[folclor]

Location: I don't know


Who I'm with: Connor, Mother (@KalenNighteyes), and Feeling (@TommyGun15)


What I'm doing: Being happy


"Connor, you look sad," Why'nn managed between laughs. "Here!" She gathered Feeling from her shoulder and put it on Connor's. Connor would feel a warmth and a tickling sensation, a feeling of euphoria spreading through him and a laughter bubbling up in his throat. "Feeling is good." She was still giggling, but it was more controlled than it had been. Her eyes flashed with mirth and she sat up, kissing him deeply.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Manara's Room


Who I'm With: Why'nn, Manara, sleeping girl


What I'm Doing: Being kissed and...tickled?


Connor looked at the blob that was now on his shoulder and felt the warmth and tickling sensation. He tried hard not to begin laughing as he really didn't want to, but he found it came out anyway. After only having laughed a couple of times, Connor was suddenly being kissed by Why'nn. This completely overrode what the blob was doing. Connor instinctually brought his hand up and let it rest on Why'nn's cheek as he returned the kiss. He was still feeling the tickling, but the giggles were being suppressed by the fact that he'd rather kiss Why'nn.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Hallways


Who I'm with: Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Comforting


Sieghart put his hand on Reagan's shoulder, wincing as he endured the pain from the random shocks. He did his best to keep a comforting smile on his half-rotten face.


"It's okay to be scared. Everyone here has lost their homes, most of them because the were told never to return. I know the Headmistress can be a scary woman, and I know that this place is odd, and at times a bit dangerous. But that's no reason to give up hope. From what I've seen of the students here, you have to be strong to get into this school Reagan. I also saw the way you punched out that kid hypnotizing your friends this morning. I'm afraid I do not know what the Headmistress has planned for you, but trust me when I say that you're tough enough to handle any test this school can throw at you."


Sieghart's smile turned a bit mischievous.


"You wouldn't make a liar of an old undead chef, would you?"


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Location: ???/outside


Who I'm with: People (@folclor ) (@KalenNighteyes )/ Alone


What I'm doing: Cuddles/Collecting 999's leftover biomass


The orange blob stretched it's body to wrap around Connor and Why'nn's necks, as if they were both wearing the same necklace. Then it gave a happy trill, and slowly slid to the floor. It slithered to the door and slipped through the crack in the doorframe. It made it's way through the hallways, slithering down the stairs until it reached the front door. It slipped under that door to the drop, splatted on the ground outside the academy, and crawled into it's jar.


Mr. Deeds screwed the cap onto the vial that held the smaller portion of 999's mass. He looked around to make sure he wasn't being observed, then disappeared.

 

[folclor]

Location: Don't know


Who I'm with: Connor and Mother


What I'm doing: Kissing


Why'nn let out a slight moan if disappointment as Feeling left them, but didn't break the kiss, instead pulling Connor down on top of her. It was apparent she didn't care of the Sith saw them. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in closer. "Mmm..." Her body pressed against his, her breathing heavy as her skin began reddening.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Manara's Room (Connor) / My Quarters (Manara)


Who I'm With: Why'nn...others I think? (Connor) / Why'nn, Connor, Avalyn (Manara)


What I'm Doing: Kissing (Connor) / Watching, then interrupting (Manara)


Connor let her pull him on top of her. He pressed into her, kissing with passion. He had completely forgotten he was still in the room with Manara and the girl sleeping in the bed. All he wanted right now was Why'nn. She was all that existed to him at this moment in time.


Manara watched the scene, wondering how far they would take it, but then remembered that her granddaughter, their daughter, was laying asleep in the bed not far from where they were being passionate. With a sigh, Manara cleared her throat and spoke up. "Excuse me, but I am still here, and the last I checked, this is my room. Not to mention I have a guest asleep in my bed. Don't worry about her, though. I want you two to go find somewhere private, and continue. Oh, and be careful...Won't you?" She gave a smirk before moving back over to the bed to check on Avalyn.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: Hallways


With: Seighart (@TommyGun15 )


Doing: Picking myself up


Reagan scowled at the mention of what James did. "That was an intelligence dampening enchantment. I hate those. They knock out some of your intelligence, possibly forever, and he was just using it for a party trick! Doesn't he know the value of a good brain!" Reagan stopped her sparking as she looked Seighart in the eye. "You're right. Whatever comes my way, I'm tough enough to take it on." Reagan smiled at Seighart. "Plus, it was kinda cool how I decked him right in the face, right?" Reagan laughed, still sitting there.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Hallways


Who I'm with: Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Patting her on the back


Sieghart gave Reagan a hearty pat on the back.


"That's the spirit! You knocked him on his ass! Remind me to never try to box against you."


Sieghart smiled and offered a hand to help Reagan up.


"Hey, you want to come to the kitchen and get some cake? It was supposed to be for dessert tonight but... I think no one will notice if we steal a slice or two."

 

[folclor]

Location: Mother's room


Who I'm with: Connor, Mother, and...a guest?


What I'm doing: Coming to my senses


Why'nn turned red with embarrassment and pushed Connor off of her, sitting straight up. "Sorry, Mother," she murmured, straightening her clothes then standing and bowing swiftly. "I...I... did not know you had a guest." She turned and hurried from the room. Maybe she should go find Father? Or HK-50-01? Why'nn turned and hurried toward Father's room.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: Hallways


With: Seighart(@TommyGun15 )


Doing: Taking the cake


Reagan took Seigharts hand and used it to pull herself up. "Hey, if we were in a boxing match, all you'd need to do is land one good hit on me and I'd be out!" Reagan thought on the promise of cake for a moment. "Sure! Let us partake in the glory of cake!" As Reagan followed Seighart down the hall, a question popped into her mind. One of great urgency and importance. She asked it post-haste. "So... is food your answer for everything, or am I just a special case?"

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Hallways/ Kitchen


Who I'm with: Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Talking/ Getting cake


Sieghart laughed a bit at Reagan's question.


"Well, I'll admit you have me there. I am a cook, of course food is my answer for everything! Food, and liquor, although I'm not sure if I should give you any of that. In my world there aren't really any age restrictions on the stuff because there isn't really much else to drink that isn't polluted. If you want some, I'll give you some though."


Sieghart led Reagan to the kitchen, where he pulled a large chocolate cake from the refrigerator. Okay, technically it was a chocolate English Pudding, but around here everyone seemed to want to call it cake, so Sieghart obliged. He cut a slice for Reagan and set it on the table he kept by the large, ceiling-touching bonfire in the middle of the room, in the center of which could be seen the outline of a sword, and a desiccated corpse.


"So, would you like anything else? Coffee? Tea? Liquor? I'll warn you, the liquor kicks like a mule."

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Catching up


Connor was pushed away, then Why'nn said something about not realizing something and ran off. Connor didn't even take the time to stop and bow to his master. He just ran after her. As he caught up with her, he gently grabbed her arm and looked at her. "Hey! Stop. What's wrong? I mean...I know what was going on in there but..." He pulled her gently to him, but did not wrap her into a hug. He wasn't sure she'd be accepting of the hug, though he wanted to.

 

[folclor]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Connor


What I'm doing: Accepting affection


She didn't try to pull away and actually rested her hands upon him, looking up to meet his gaze. "I... am so confused. Today has been one thing after another. Too many things happening. Too many sensations... I do not understand. I did not know Mother had a guest, otherwise I would not have kissed you so... I am embarrassed, I... I feel weak. I have done absolutely nothing strong today. I have fallen to every sensation presented me, been so naive that I have likely lost friends, and... and put you in a terrible position."

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: Kitchen


With: Seighart(@TommyGun15 )


Doing: Talking/eating


Reagan nervously chuckled at the mention of liquor. "Eheh... no thanks. I tried it once and I was stuck cleaning up the mess for a week! I'm not even sure how that lizard got into that weird..." Reagan spent a moment thinking about that strange incident in her life. She took the cake as it was offered, and thought about her drink choices. "I'll have some coffee. I swear, it's the only thing the Azorious are good at! That and ruining everybody else's fun with all their rules and telling us what we can and can't experiment on." Reagan realized what she was saying and chuckled sheepishly. "Sorry, tales from home. Some of that probably makes no sense to you, right?" Reagan took a bite of cake, admiring the taste.