• This section is for roleplays only.
    ALL interest checks/recruiting threads must go in the Recruit Here section.

    Please remember to credit artists when using works not your own.

Human, not human (actual rp)

If you were to pick a field trip destination for this class, which one would it be?

  • Hawaii

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Tokyo

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Local German tour

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Australia

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • Total voters
    0
P.E. was intimidating to say the least for Izzy. She stayed glued to Habibah's side, which more involved Habibah glancing across the field without a care in the world. This new being was all that Izzy had at the moment to be able to call even a friend. It was then that Samuel approached her, nearly scaring the devil blood out of her system. She jumped at the initial introduction and flinched at Ryrax's interjection. She tried to breathe calmly as she returned the greeting.


"My name is Isolde.....sorry, I'm a little jumpy...."


Habibah saw the Samuel boy talking to Izzy and slightly narrowed her eyes. Perhaps if she was not so busy evaluating each freshman as he or she walked by, she'd care a bit more. Her evaluation was based on one single thing: were they on the same power level as her? Many minor beings had appeared before her but very few major had caught her eye. She did, however, keep part of her attention diverted to Izzy's position.


----


As Anya continued to sleep, Aamor knew who had spoken to her the instant that she heard his voice. "You've always been welcome here, Raziel." Her voice was quiet and without emotion. "You don't have to ask any more." The thought flicked across her head that he would probably still ask later and he would probably still sit down without waiting for an answer. That was just the way Raziel worked.
 
Samuel gently shook her hand, and immediately marveled at the softness of her hands. He was sure his palms were sandpaper in comparison. If she wasn't so obviously introverted he was sure that she could have the entire male student body wrapped around her finger. "No apologies necessary," he said reassuringly.


"Yeah, it would be hypocritical of him to scold you for shyness," Ryrax taunted.


Samuel sighed in an exasperated way. "Don't mind him. I would consider it a sign of the apocalypse if he were able to say three words without belittling someone." Ryrax growled at that, but didn't speak. Samuel looked to the cat lady, but was hesitant to address her. She acted so obviously superior that he was honestly intimidated by the thought of saying anything.


Ryrax was not. "Oi, catface," he began, and Samuel's expression became one of mild horror, "who're you?"


-----


"Good to see you've been making friends," Alex interjected. He had been leaning against the tree from the other side since just before Raziel had arrived. He moved around to face the two. "I've told you before, Aamor. There's no need to be so down. I can help with anything you need," he said and put on a comforting grin. "You scratch my back, I scratch yours, as the humans say."


Then he seemed to notice Raziel. "Hey, Razzy!" He exclaimed, "Been a while! How have you been? Eat any fishermen or collapse any boats? That's what saltsnakes do, right?" Alex saw leviathans as powerful, but still inferior: he addressed them all as saltsnakes to accent this. They were not dragons, after all. They didn't have wings. They barely even had limbs.
 
Raziel forced himself to hide an irritated expression. This man had the nasty habit of showing up exactly wherever it would be worst. He took a steadying breath before looking at the half-dragon.


"No, Alezarius, I have not. Unlike some creatures, I do not engage in needless destruction."


He put a little emphasis behind 'some creatures', but did not directly confront the man. Outside of the water, this man held the advantage. A fact he seemed to know, judging by where they continued to meet.


Ray brushed off his legs and stood up, bringing himself just above eye level with the half-dragon


----------------------------------


A small crater was left in the ground where the volleyball landed. Sanz let out a sigh and excused himself, sitting on the sideline. Adolescence had brought a greater understanding of his strength, but as it increased he found himself less and less able to fully control it.
 
"....don't, Raziel...." Aamor didn't even open her eyes. "You're just giving him exactly what he wants if you choose to challenge him." Her almost clear blue eyes opened and she looked up at Alex, a tired look in her eyes. Did he even know what had happened? Seemed like almost everyone else did. He probably just didn't care. "Don't you have a class to go to, Alex? The forever freshman? You call yourself a dragon yet you seem to have the intelligence of a rock according to your grades and constant failures." She still didn't stand but remained in a calm position on the ground next to Anya's tree. She sensed that Anya was stirring at the presence of internal fire near her. "Just....go away, Alex....I'm in no mood for your games today."


----


Habibah snapped around at the boy. "What....did....you just say?" Her teeth were suddenly bared as she growled, showing the fangs in her mouth. "I am Habibah, daughter of Bastet of Egypt and how dare you refer to me in such a manner?"


Izzy instantly tried to placate her new friend. "It wasn't him! Don't blame Samuel because it wasn't him!"


"If it wasn't him...." Habibah's glaring gold eyes were still fixed on Samuel. "Then who was it?"
 
Walking through the campus, searching for his final class of the day, P.E., Renault realized he was hopelessly lost. Walking around a corner he came across a courtyard, with a large tree in the center. Seeing people standing near it, he headed toward it in hopes of getting directions to class. Arriving at the tree, he recognizes one of them, "Hey... aren't you that creepy I'm uncultured i met earlier?" he asks alex.
 
Last edited by a moderator:
"It was me, you ignorant housecat!" Ryrax said. Samuel clapped both hands over his eyepatch as if that would shut him up. It had no affect. "Ryrax! I live in this idiot's eye. Long story. Now go lap up some milk or something. They do have milk in Egypt, right?"


"Aaaaaaahhhh shut up shut up shut up~!" Samuel pleaded desperately. "Do you want her to kill us?!" He turned a gaze to Habibah that could only be worn by someone whose life was flashing before their eyes. In an instant Samuel was on the ground, knelt prone in a very Japanese-style of deep bow. A dull *thump* sounded when his forehead slammed into the cool earth. Some aspects of Ryrax bled over into Samuel's psyche...inluding, at times, his Japanese origins. "My deepest apologies, neko-san! Please excuse the disrespectful inu living in my eyeball!" He was shivering in fear.


-----


"Hah! Games?" Alex shrugged. "It matters not if my subjects realize the significance of my actions. All you need to do is obey," he said with a wink to Aamor. He was interrupted by the arrival of Renault. "The what?" Alex asked. A fairly high reason on why Alex remained so influential in the academy was that he was nigh-impossible to make him lose his cool completely. It wouldn't do to have a short-fused king, after all. He'd yet to meet anyone who could get under his skin.


Alex shook his head to clear his thoughts. "I don't expect an ant to understand the modus operandi of a god," he said calmly. "Though I can't say I recall your name, lankylegs," he addressed Renault.
 
While he had fair control of his new body's powers now, some things could set him off easier than others, such as distinct failures in his human form. As his somewhat caricature-like form deforms itself further, he gives a bow, "Renault is my name, and the mind is my game." his body begins to lengthen, and his digits extending into claw-like protuberances. Eyes growing, and teeth narrowing to points, he added, "And i think you may have our relationship backwards"
 
Ray let out a slow breath, letting his emotions calm down. Aamor was right of course. The man was looking to get a rise out of him. He looked towards the man who had just arrived, and inspiration struck him. They needed to leave Alezarius behind. Now.


"A new freshman? The PE course is about halfway across the grounds. If you'd like I could show you the way. And I'm certain Aamor would like to as well."


His gaze traveled to his peripheral vision. Even if she didn't want to leave, Aamor certainly did not want to be around the half-dragon
 
Frank had just finished three-quarters of his book when he looked up and noticed the last P.E. class of the day was already in full swing. "Oops." He said, placing the book back in his backpack. "Surprised that Czar Adrian didn't speak me. Probably had pushing matters to attendance." Frank undid the tie of his uniform, and set it in his backpack, before walking over to the shot put area. He picked one up, and spun once, twice, and let it fly on the third spin, to which it sailed fair past the fields until it was mostly out of sight before turning to look over at Adrian. "...Many sorrys Czar Adrian. I will carefully this one." Frank said as he went to pick up another shot put.
 
A familiar, green-haired head stuck out of the tree a second later. "Get on with you people! Can't you see that I'm trying to sleep here?" Anya's eyes narrowed dramatically when she saw Alex. "I know all of your schedules and you, Alex, are supposed to be in P.E. with Adrian, as are you Renault. Now, get yourselves there!"


"Of course we'll show you there, Renault." Aamor stood up, positioning herself slightly behind Raziel so that he was between her and Alex.


----


Izzy's eyes widened. "....are you from Japan too?" The Japanese monks that had raised her had done the same thing when they felt the need to apologize.


Habibah looked down at him and sighed. "....I have no idea what "neko-san" or "inu" means but I'll accept your apology for now. I'd rather save my energy since there's probably bigger fish to fry out there. Such as that arrogant creature that tried to speak to Izzy earlier. Alex, was it?"


"...yes..." Izzy involuntarily went into a defensive position, her arms folded in front of her. "....I didn't like him....he tried to use his persuasion abilities on me...."
 
"AUUUUGHHHHHH! A TALKING TREE!" Renault yelled in surprise. Of all the things he had expected, on what he perceived as a normal school campus, a talking tree wasnt even on the list.
 
Raziel raised an eyebrow and chose to take advantage of the situation.


"To be fair, it's the dryad that's talking, not the tree, good evening by the way Miss Anya."


Ray helped the young man up and kept walking towards the PE class.
 
Renault, done yelling, turns towards Raziel. Rather than how most people turn however, it seemed as if his body was slithering over itself until he was facing the desired direction. "aauuugh! its a talking tree." he said, "Isnt that, ya know, odd, at least?"
 
"Do not have worry, Frank," Adrian said with a wave his half-eaten sandwich at Frank. The nearby freshmen had all frozen when they saw Frank force a shot-put to leave orbit. Many of them had their jaws wide open in shock and awe. "Human Defense is for controlling strength. This class, P.E., is for letting off steam!"


-----


Samuel lifted his head. "Er...'persuasion abilities'...? What do you mean?"


Alex, suddenly behind Isolde, casually put an arm around her. "Yeah, what DO you mean...Isolde?" He asked with a laugh, and without waiting for an answer he looked to Samuel. "Some people are so suspicious of people who just want to make friends," he said with a shrug. "A serf will gain nothing from doubting her king," he said to nobody in particular, but his voice held the barest amount of bite to it.


Samuel's eyes narrowed ever so slightly as he heard Alex's comment. Ray had told him to stay away from Alex...he suddenly had an idea why. However as he opened his mouth, Ryrax interrupted.


I don't like this guy. I'm getting a bad feeling from him... Ryrax's voice was almost cautious to Samuel. He rose to his feet as Ryrax continued. This asshole reminds me of something I haven't encountered in ages...


Samuel could see, upon further inspection, that Isolde was shaking under Alex's arm. "...Um...let her go, please," he said meekly, but with enough determination that Alex hadn't expected it. "She...seems uncomfortable..."


The man raised an eyebrow but took his arm off of around Isolde. "You should watch your tone, freshman, and learn how things work around here." He said calmly and with a grin...but his voice still had that tiny bit of bite to it that scared Samuel's very bones. "Everything that exists on this Earth is mine," he said matter-of-factly, as if telling the week's weather forecast, "and that goes double for everything in this academy. I don't know or care about what kind of creature or being you are, kid. It doesn't matter. All you need to do is bow your head and serve."


Samuel had honestly stopped being intimidated even though Alex had been steadily advancing on him. Alex now stood right in front of Samuel, evenly gazing down at him, but the boy wasn't scared: the longer Alex monologued, the more he grew worried for the man's mental stability. "Are you...feeling alright, Alex?" Samuel asked, concerned, with a tilt of his head. "Feudalism has been gone for ages, yet you speak as though you see yourself as king of Earth. Do you have a fever?" He decided to test this point by bringing his hand up to Alex's forehead to test his temperature.


Before his hand reached it, Alex had snatched his wrist with such force he almost crushed it in his grip, causing Samuel to yelp in pain. "What the hell do you think you're doing, kid? Only women are allowed to touch me, and even then only those I deem worthy," he said with a wink to Isolde. "The sooner you learn your place the better for your own wellbeing." He yanked on Samuel's wrist and stuck his foot out, deftly tripping the boy and making him land face-first on the ground. Alex released his grip and strolled away to join a small group playing football some ways away.


Samuel rose to his knees, rubbing his nose with his left and flexing his right hand's fingers to make sure he could still move them. "Owowowow..." he muttered, his eyes watering from the pain of his nose colliding with the soil.
 
Last edited by a moderator:
Frank was about to throw again, before he heard a yelp. He turned to see Alex almost mangle the hand of what looked to be a one eyed human. "Hmph." Frank grunted loudly. "Strawberry make enemies before he call acquaintances." Frank looked back down at the shot put in his hand. "This feels like ball is throwing, but nothing aim for. Large group has ball throwing and aiming. Much interesting than heavy ball." Frank said, dropping the shot put and walking over towards the group playing football. "I can throwing, can also join?" Frank said as he walked over to the group.
 
"HEY!"


The exclamation came from across the field only moments before a baseball shot past Alex's face. It collided with a nearby tree, sticking a few inches into the bark before it started to sizzle. A dozen heads turned to find the source, and spotted a red-haired man marching towards Alex with his hands in his pockets.


"I heard that bull s*** from clear across the field. Tell me, how messed up in the head have you become? Did your mother drop you on your head as a child? Multiple times?"


He stopped several feet from the man, fire literally within his eyes


"I rather happen to like free will. Who are you to take it from anyone?"
 
"Hmm?" Frank turned to see what the commotion was. "Strawberry and Birdy? Uh-oh. This going to be not best." Frank hustled over to his backpack, scooped it up and ran over to the small group Alex had just left. "All of you, not be here, very soon." He scooped up Samuel in one arm and began moving to the nearby bleachers.
 
Isolde shakily ran away from Alex, tears started to stream down her face. She had frozen in the face of danger again. Why did she always freeze when faced with close-proximity danger? She saw Samuel being carried away by some big guy and immediately followed him. Her mind was filled with a bit of confusion. Why had he tried to protect her?


Habibah saw the two facing off but didn't hide behind tree. She moved away, yes, but made sure that she had an unobstructed view. The power levels on these two were interesting, something that she wanted to see in action. She sniffed the air, scenting both of them so that she could keep better track of them just in case a fight broke out.


----


Aamor looked over the trees and saw something like rising smoke. It was small, thankfully, but enough to make her wonder. Her mind reached outwards, searching for what was going on.


".....this just isn't a good day, is it?" She looked over at Raziel. "Alex and the Phoenix are about to have a showdown. And you know how Anya gets when people burn her forest..." Her voice trailed off and her step doubled. "We'd better hurry."


----


Anya was grumbling about being awoken when she felt it; it was like a little poke in her side. Fire? Was there fire here? She moved out of her tree, marching angrily towards the P.E. fields. She knew there was a Phoenix over there, probably about be engaged in combat. Her only hope was that Alex was not the opponent. That would cause a lot of damage.
 
Alex scoffed. "Free will? You mean the foolish ramblings of a plebian?" He turned his body to fully face this idiotic challenger. "Free will is wasted on the weak. The only one who needs to make decisions is the strongest, the king, the ruler, the best...in other words, ME!" he said with a chuckle. "Who do you think you are, peasant? Do you have any idea who you're talking to?" He threw his arms out in a grand gesture. "I am Alexarius Voracitas. I am your king. I am your God. Kneel." he spoke the command with absolute authority and confidence.


-----


"Wah-" Samuel uttered as he was plucked off the ground like a puppy. He looked up to see what had kidnapped him only to see a patchwork behemoth of a man. "AAACK! Let me go, please!"


"Shut up, he's just taking you away from that Alex guy," Ryrax spat. He'd seen this monster before. Though he was intimidating, Ryrax knew his true nature was generally apathetic. "Besides, you're looking rather uncool to your little girlfriend," he added, referring to the redhead following them.


Samuel blinked and suddenly noticed Isolde tailing him and the tall guy. He didn't fluster, though; rather, his mind immediately changed gears. "Ah! Isolde! Are you alright? Alex didn't do anything, did he?"


Ryrax simultaneously facepalmed and grinned in Samuel's mind's eye. Samuel had a habit of disregarding his own safety in an instant to worry about someone else. It was both a good and bad part of his personality: good because he was empathetic and caring, but bad because he was so willing to sacrifice his own wellbeing.
 
Renault had to wait as Ray did a double-take in Aamor's direction, even as he continued to pick up speed


"The what now? Since when has there been a phoenix at this academy?"


------------------


A bit of an explosion and lots of smoke immediately emanated from Alex's face. Across from him, Armin stood with one wing protruding from his shoulder, completely made out of fire.


"One: You are no god. We have multiple gods of this earth and I'm quite certain they could kick your ass back to the underworld if they felt so inclined. Two: A king is only a king when recognized by others, and a peasant is only a peasant if he thinks himself one. I don't recognize you as a king. And I don't see myself as a peasant."


The wing extended fully, heat singing the surface of the grass around him


"Now, just try and make me kneel boy."
 
Last edited by a moderator:
Alex didn't even blink when the flames struck: he was half-dragon. He was totally immune. However, he could reasonably assume this man would be as well. Not that it would stop Alex from showing off his power, of course.


"Nice parlor trick," he taunted with a crack of his neck for dramatic effect. "The only boy here is you, freshman. The sooner you realized that yes, you are a peasant, the better for your own sake." He threw his right arm behind him, and in the palm of his hand, fire swirled in a sphere, rapidly growing in size. "One other point," he said with a smile, "THIS is REAL fire!" he shouted and lobbed his sphere of flame, twice the size of a basketball, at the newcomer.


-----


Out of the corner of his eye, Adrian saw the flames building. He turned in time to see Alex launch his giant burning orb at the rather brazen freshman. "Oh dear," he muttered to himself as he started to briskly make his way over to the two, "Anya is NOT going to like this..."
 
A few students covered their faces with their arms when the fireball hit Armin. The resulting shockwave caused a few people to fall off their feet, and the smoke made it nearly impossible to what had happened. However, there was a *thud* through the air and the smoke cloud dissipated. Armin was completely unharmed, a clear arc of non-burned grass in front of him. One could guess he had blocked with his wing.


"There you go again, saying that others are peasants and beneath you."


He started to walk forward, flames beginning to emanate from his other shoulder blade as he did so.


"Now I'm not any kind of knight in shining armor. I don't go around doing charity work, and if someone asks me to help out of the goodness of my heart I'll say they're crazy. But--"


He stopped only a few feet from the half dragon, and an identical wing of flame burst from his other shoulder


"--someone like you, who claims to own everyone, I hate even more. Go on, I'm waiting for you to try and make me kneel. By the time this is over you'l be flat on your ass."


He didn't speak condescendingly, or even with that much authority. It was more a quiet confidence. He fully believed every word he was saying


------------------


Sanz had to put his right arm over his eyes at the explosion of fire and smoke. When it cleared, he could hardly believe what he was seeing. Was that--Armin? And why did he have two wings entirely made of flame? He shook his head and looked for the source. The man across from him looked . . . pompous, to say the least. His eyes darted between the two, unsure of whether he should try to help or not.
 
Alex chuckled and cracked his neck as he began moving towards Armin. "I rather enjoy dealing with people like you," he said as embers flared to life from his fingertips to his shoulders. In moments his arms were ablaze, and the custom fireproof uniform was rippling with the heat. "The more defiant the ant, the more satisfying it is to crush it underfoot."


He kicked off of the ground, launching himself the final few feet at Armin. This guy was obviously fireproof, but Alex had confidence in his physical prowess. He twisted in the air, scything his right heel around to kick the red-haired upstart's head off of his shoulders.


-----


Adrian escalated from a brisk walk to a jog to a full-on sprint. He was worried about the freshman, who was picking a fight with the worst possible opponent in the academy...but he was more worried about what Anya would do if she saw all this fire. He shuddered as he imagined her rage and pushed himself to run faster, but at this rate he wouldn't quite make it to stop them...
 
Armin's face seemed to remain passive as Alex strode towards him. The only indication he was irritated at all was his eyes . . . because they were on fire. As the foot came towards his face, Armin's wings beat down once, leaving a trail of scorched grass behind him as his shoulder flew into the man's chest.The impact sent both of them flying across the ground, only about a foot above the dirt below them. Armin grit his teeth and gave another flap of his wings, forcing himself higher into the air and disentangling himself from the man that was now below him.


----------------


"Oh crap . . ."


Raziel could see the fire from here. Someone was standing up to Alezarius, and it wouldn't be long before the whole place was on fire.


"Aamor, go ahead without me. This'll take a few minutes."


The man sat down and put his hands together, mumbling under his breath. Almost immediately, one could see the sky darkening as rainclouds started to move into the area.
 
What had started out as like a pinch of pain in her side grew dramatically as Anya felt fire and burned things grow. Her normally smiling face changed to one of pure anger. Why did people insist on burning her forest? Each tree, each plant, each blade of grass was hers. They were hurting what was hers. The normal form of Anya fell away into her green, dryad form but this one was a little different. Her eyes glowed a red, belying her fury. "Whosoever harms a dryad's home will have incurred upon them the wrath of the forest." She quickly checked the area that it was coming from and suddenly got even more angry. This place was where the caterpillars cocooned themsleves for the winter. They nestled in the trees and beneath the bleacher at the edge of the bleachers. The time of migration to the cocoon had already started, since there were already a few early ones. There could already be ones there. Anya suddenly grew to about ten feet tall and ran towards the field. "Murderers!" Her voice sounded otherworldly and filled with a fury that one only understands when they are trying to protect what they consider their family.


----


"I'm fine." Izzy responded, her eyes showign that she definitely wasn't focusing on him at the moment. This fight was about to get out of hand and Izzy didn't see anyone stopping the two. She saw the werebear running but would he be fast enough? Her thoughts dashed back and forth. Theoretically, she was from the Nine Rings of Hell and should be fire proof. She'd never really tested it though. Could she stop either of them in the first place, even if she was fire proof?


----


Habibah raised an eyebrow. There was power here but it appeared that it was upsetting the others. Upsetting others tended to upset the cycle of life and death, as her uncle Anubis sometimes stated. She smiled as the words in the deep bass of her uncle came into her head. Perhaps she should stop this. Her Immortal Form could take the fire as long as she stayed in emotional control. Habibah stood up straight and crossed her arms, closing her eyes in meditation. If she had to stop this, she would.


----


Aamor burst upon the scene with widened eyes. The Phoenix and Alex were facing off. She also heard some massive foot steps and had no doubt that Anya was about to come upon this as well. No one would be safe from Anya's wrath if they were still here. Her eyes darted about as she slipped the urge to run into the minds of the freshmen still there. Run back to the school and stay there till this is resolved, it said. As one, the freshmen began to run. All except for a few individuals. Aamor couldn't touch their minds. She ignored them and breathed in quickly. The Phoenix she could possibly influence to leave this fight but Alex would be impossible to stop.
 
Last edited by a moderator:

Users who are viewing this thread

Back
Top