Fandom Murder IV: Eye of the Storm

[Caffeine Freak]

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Rachel Amber had deigned to stay inside following the events of the storm. Something wasn't quite right with the other students, and it seemed putting as much distance between them and herself was the best solution for the time being. Her thoughts dwelled on Chloe, who she'd yet to see anywhere - inside Blackwell or indeed out - and could only hope that her friend would turn up safely.

"This day... is hella weird." Rachel breathed, eyes darting around. Well, as long as she kept out of sight - she'd be fine, right?

She turned a corner. A frantic-looking Mr Keaton was striding down the hall.

Oh thank god, Rachel sighed in relief.

"Excuse me! Mr Keaton!" Rachel hurried over, hoping the drama teacher would know what to do.

Akibahara

 

[DerpyCarp]

Vaati glares at the crazed humans with irritation. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH ALL OF YOU!? EVERYWHERE I LOOK YOU IDIOTS ARE DOING PROGRESSIVELY MORONIC THINGS TO EACH OTHER!" He shouts in frustration. "HAVE NONE OF YO)U ANY CIVILITY?"
Akibahara Anyone

 

[Spireshade]

The Jester
At: Blackwell Academy Hallways// Disposition: N/A
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It wasn't the screaming bark at her lower waist that first woke her. Or the vile fluids she was face down in, or the cold stillness of the corpse she was simply layered upon. No, it was her disconnection from Mat'Selesnya that woke her, the chorus of voices all speaking at once that greeted her when she woke, vanished, replaced by nothing at all. She was alone in this strange, dimly lit place, and she was unprotected by her sisters. The slender figure of the dryad pushed herself to attempt to stand, her legs having become two separate entities rather than a tendril of wood and bark that brought her close to Mat'Selesnya. She truly was alone, as the strange hall she lay in was nothing but filled with blood and corpses.

With a grunt, she threw herself off the mushy body of the boy she was atop, dragging herself slowly, hand after hand, to a wall with a small bench nestled next to it. Already, her billowy gown had grown heavy with the fluids of others, but it didn't impede her from propping herself up on the bench, dragging her limp body atop it to sit down and try and make heads or tails of what was going on. Maybe she was at one of those sickening Rakdos events where all those damned cultists killed, raped, ate, then exploded. Her legs were still limp. She hadn't used them, or even conjured a thought of them in years with a shaky step, she planted a shaky foot onto the ground then another, She held onto the arm of the bench as she stood, her hood falling over her face as she looked down to see her own two feet wobble and shake under her own weight.

She fell back down to her knees, but tried again, slowly bringing herself up to the bench, then standing in place for a time before she felt she was ready to try and stand. Her legs shook, but she stood. Quivering in the cold hallway, eyes darted left and right before deciding that it was time to try and find a way out of this Rakdos blood game. With a hand on the wall, she stumbled down the hallway and into a group of people. A man, a young girl, and a few others that were...

If she were a human, her most recent meal would be on the floor. She was all for joining and becoming one with your fellows, but not so... Brazenly. Rakdos must've had a new scheme or something. Maybe the blood witches have inflicted a curse on this strange place? Who knows, but what she most obviously saw was that two that were standing, had their wits about them.

"Help me..." She rasped, her voice weak.

( Akibahara Caffeine Freak )

 

[Professor Spacecakes]

Toshinori "All Might" Yagi

Location - Inside Blackwell Academy | With - Tracer, Rachel, and Mr. Keaton | Condition - Stressed

Soon enough, Toshinori heard movement outside the classroom. Cautiously, he made his way over to the door, peeking out the small window out into the hall. He spotted an adult walking by, perhaps a teacher. He couldn’t help but curse under his breath as he noticed how nonchalant the man was regarding his surroundings. Dammit, he must be with those crazy cultists, too. Best to avoid him, then.

Unfortunately, before the man could disappear down the hall, he spotted a girl running after him. She called out to the man – apparently one Mr. Keaton. The retired hero felt the chill of dread run up his spine. Her tone of voice… She was confused. She wasn’t one of them. That meant she was in danger. All thoughts of staying safe were discarded immediately as Toshinori burst out into the hall once more.

“Young lady, do not approach that man! It’s dangerous!” he called out to her, all pretense of playing along with these people long forgotten. Tracer soon joined him out in the hall, though she still seemed too confused about the situation to take one side or the other.

( Akibahara , Caffeine Freak )​

 

[KandiPoP]

Pandora Kokoro

Location: Blackwell| With: DerpyCarp | Feeling: A little weirded out

"Jeeze...This place is going absolutely insane..." She looked around and spotted the smaller demon. She quickly scooped him up and rushed to an area free of...activity. "This is no place for a child." She stroked his head, holding his head to her bosom, possibly suffocating him unintentionally. She looked around to make sure there were no more of those strange behaving people around anymore. This baby needed protection.

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[DerpyCarp]

"Wha-HEY!" Vaati exclaims as he is dragged away. "What are you doing? I'm Older than mmmmph mmmhp!" The Diminuive mage struggles as he is smothered in flesh and love, Small gusts of wind shoot out from his flailing hands, blowing things over and generally making things more messy.

 

[Akibahara]

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Renko slowly moved to push her off. Before he could do that, however, she groaned and opened her eyes. "W-Where?"

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Rachel Amber had deigned to stay inside following the events of the storm. Something wasn't quite right with the other students, and it seemed putting as much distance between them and herself was the best solution for the time being. Her thoughts dwelled on Chloe, who she'd yet to see anywhere - inside Blackwell or indeed out - and could only hope that her friend would turn up safely.

"This day... is hella weird." Rachel breathed, eyes darting around. Well, as long as she kept out of sight - she'd be fine, right?

She turned a corner. A frantic-looking Mr Keaton was striding down the hall.

Oh thank god, Rachel sighed in relief.

"Excuse me! Mr Keaton!" Rachel hurried over, hoping the drama teacher would know what to do.

Akibahara

Rachel Amber.
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And thereupon our sweet Director became animated, excited himself, it was easy to see that this unusual child - our starlet of The Tempest - which all his senses most cherished; the sweetest, gentlest ecstasy burst within him, as Monsieur Keaton approached the unsuspecting girl. His little chicks, those brutish disciples enchanted by the Director's charms, followed suite; concealing the most nefarious of weaponry behind their backs. A firearm. That efficient, precise, yet classless tool. Enough to coerce one into action, but certainly inappropriate for the stage.

"Oh my goodness, Miss Amber!" the Director said, his smile genuine, as sincere as a crocodile's tears upon discovering it's prey. "I have been searching for you, my darling, my morning star." Alas, suddenly a flock of lost sheep came into scene. Lost, alone, frightened; each and every one in a deplorable state. The director's naughty eyes fixed upon his victims: Four girls (including our angel!) each of excessive beauty and fairness. Two studs - and to the Director's delight, barely concealing his lustful gaze - one of Oriental descent, the other of Slavic origin. "My lovely ones, so delicious indeed. You will all be an excellent addition to our lonely cast. Oh how the gods have blessed me- no, us."

The Director reached behind his back, nearly grasping his own bum, "But first, my dear, I must taste you." He said, pulling forth what the Security detail of this Academy called 'a taser'. Our brave Director pulled the trigger, sending a wire of electro-convulsive energy toward our delightful slut Amber. Her body convulsed, sending those delicious juices - her spittle - running down her soft, delicate cheek. Peradventure, even for a sophisticated gentleman such as Travis Keaton, the tension proved too much.

As Rachel convulsed, she felt a hand press against her abdomen, eyes lulling toward the back of her skull as the Director dashed forth, licking the spittle as her little form convulsed.

"Hush, little angel, hush. Shhhh."

The Disciples laughed aloud, training their firearms on the crowd.

You were theirs.

Goldie Professor Spacecakes LunarDiscord Spireshade Corrosion @Participants talked to on Discord.​

 

[KandiPoP]

Pandora Kokoro

Location: Blackwell| With: DerpyCarp | Feeling: Protective


"You're safe here little guy. Where's your mama?" She held him at arm's length, looking concerned and inspecting him for signs of having been hurt or otherwise disturbed. "You shouldn't be wandering around here alone, sweetie. It's not safe."​

 

[DerpyCarp]

Vaati knocks her hands off of him. "What do you think you are doing? I'm not some helpless Babe, I am a Demon! These cattle pose as much threat to me as a light breeze." He glares up at her.

 

[Akibahara]

Pandora Kokoro

Location: Blackwell| With: DerpyCarp | Feeling: Protective
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"You're safe here little guy. Where's your mama?" She held him at arm's length, looking concerned and inspecting him for signs of having been hurt or otherwise disturbed. "You shouldn't be wandering around here alone, sweetie. It's not safe."​

(( She looks like a Fairly OddParents character ))

 

[KandiPoP]

Pandora Kokoro

Location:Blackwell | With: DerpyCarp and Rhysie | Feeling: Protective

"You don't have t worry anymore sweetie. Everything will be alright. Come on. Let's go back to my seat. Jack and I will look after you until we find your parents." She escorted him back to their seats.​

 

[DerpyCarp]

Vaati Slips out of her grasp and backpedals a bit. "Do you not remember me from before? I am Vaati! The Immortal Demon! The Wind Mage! Entire Armies Have Fallen to My Wrath! I have siezed Hyrule and Imprisioned Princess Zelda on multiple occasions!" He rants gesturing wildly in his fury "And For your information, I'm an Orphan, so there's no need to wait for anybody!"

 

[Caffeine Freak]

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“Young lady, do not approach that man! It’s dangerous!”

Rachel Amber barely had the chance to turn her in the direction of the warning before the electric prongs of Mr Keaton's taser shot through her abdomen. Her muscles stiffened, and she couldn't even keep herself standing as her balance betrayed her, sending her keeling backwards. Did... Did she just get tased by her drama teacher?

Her muscles quivered, and she couldn't even scream as a wild-eyed Mr Keaton dragged his tongue across her face. She willed the strength back into her muscles, but it was if her own limbs had become leaden. Rachel was utterly helpless.

Somewhere down the hall, she heard the sounds of guns cocking, and already knew that the two she'd spied earlier were in mortal danger.

There was no escape. She was at the complete mercy of her crazy-ass drama teacher.


Akibahara Professor Spacecakes Spireshade

 

[KandiPoP]

Pandora Kokoro

Location: Blackwell | With: DerpyCarp and Rhysie | Feeling: Protective

"An Orphan!? Awwwwww!" She grabbed him holding him tightly again. "Don't worry sweetie, I'll look after you." She stroked his head and sat down beside the masked maniac. ​

 

[Professor Spacecakes]

Toshinori "All Might" Yagi

Location - Inside Blackwell Academy | With - Several People| Condition - Stressed

Toshinori’s shadowed eyes widened when the mad Director tased the girl, his legs moving to break into a run towards the two almost immediately. He couldn’t let this continue! There was no telling what this man might do to that poor teen! Unfortunately, he only managed to advance a few steps before a veritable arsenal of firearms was aimed in his direction. He reluctantly came to a stop, staring down the crowd of disciples. Shit, this was bad. He felt he could take the Director in a fight, even in his current Quirkless state, but he’d be gunned down before he ever reached him.

Thus, he was forced to watch with clenched fists and gritted teeth as the Director proceeded to lick the spittle from the girl’s face. A feeling of pure disgust and anger welled up inside him, though a fair amount of the latter he directed towards himself for being unable to do anything about it.

Tracer, for her part, had most definitely chosen her side. She didn’t know what the hell was going on, but this creep was definitely a part of all the wrongness around here! She immediately reached for her pistols, but alas her hands came away empty from their holsters. She was unarmed. What’s worse, her Chronal Accelerator was beyond busted, having only enough functionality left to keep her from slipping wildly through time. She wouldn’t even be able to Blink forward to grab that poor girl away from that bastard.

“Oi! Keep your tongue to yourself, you creepy old wanker!” she called out in protest, but, like the frail-looking man she’d met when she first awoke, she could do little more than that.

( Akibahara , Caffeine Freak , @whoever else is there)​

 

[DerpyCarp]

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPHHHHHH" Vaati shouts in rage, Lighting blasting from his hands, searing the walls, floors, ceiling, and any unimportant residents in range.

 

[KandiPoP]

Pandora

Location: Blackwell | With: DerpyCarp and Rhysie | Feeling Protective

Pandora held him in her lap and continued to coddle him.​

 

[DerpyCarp]

Vaati struggles until he manages to get his head free "THAT'S IT! DEMON TIME!" His entire from turns an eerie void black.... and shrinks until he is the size of a child's thumb. He is now in his minish from. "Oh shit." He takes a flying leap off of Pandora to escape.
KandiPoP

 

[KandiPoP]

Pandora Kokoro

Location: Blackwell | With: DerpyCarp | Feeling Enamoured



"Awww how cute!" She grabbed him mid jump, careful not to hurt him. "I know just where to keep you so you stay safe and warm!"​

 

[DerpyCarp]

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! I WILL DESTROY YOU!!!!!!!!!" The small being threatened as he was captured.

 

[Spireshade]

Cim, Shard of Trostani
At: Blackwell Academy//Disposition: N/A
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She collapsed to the ground, her hands slipping off the blood-slicked wall she was leaning on. There wasn't much of a choice. Despite the fact that she had never seen what strange weapons the cultists were brandishing, she got the message that whatever they were, they were going to end her life if she were to disobey. Slowly, she stood herself up, and brought herself to lurch over to the fallen girl. She seemed so... confused. Scared, even through her petrified state.

"Don't-" She started, but she remembered her place. She grabbed Rachel's still arm, and threw herself over her body. "Don't hurt her." She held her close, shielding Rachel's body with her own.

 

[KandiPoP]

Pandora tucked him gently into her cleavage.

DerpyCarp

 

[DerpyCarp]

Vaati is stuck in the fleshy crevice that the Candy Succubus had sealed him in, flailing and struggling in vain to escape.

 

[Ineptitude]

Mey-Rin
Location: Blackwell Academy
Interaction: None IwouldlovetointeractwithsomeonethoughTT^TT​

Mey-Rin clicked her tongue in annoyance as a group of deranged cultists stood in her way. She was fortunate enough not to have encountered any up until this point, but it seems her luck had finally run out. With her rifle currently strapped to her back and her glasses resting on top of her head, she methodically wrapped her right arm around the throat of one of the students from behind, intending to use her struggling body as a makeshift shield against the rest of the group.

With her other arm, she slowly hiked up her skirt to reveal the menacing glint of a handgun hostered to her thigh. Just as the cultists aimed their weapons at her in a futile attempt at taking her down, the maid swiftly drew her firearm and pulled the trigger. One by one, their bodies fell with a dull thump, a bullet planted between their eyes. As the last of them went down, she then turned her attention back towards the student she held by the neck.

She was riddled with bullet holes, having done a remarkable job as a human shield, just as she had intended her to be. Going by the weakened glare within her yellow eyes and the stuttering rise and fall of her chest, however, she was somehow still alive, though just barely. Without even a single ounce of hesitation, she jerked her arm upward, resulting in a sickening crack echoing throughout the hallway. Letting the body drop carelessly onto the ground, she dusted herself off before reloading and reholstering her sidearm. Stepping around the pile of corpses that littered the ground, she continued on deeper into the school.

 

[Caffeine Freak]

Location: Blackwell

CS: Murder IV: Eye of the Storm [Sign Up Thread]

Touka Kirishima

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Truth be told, Touka had no fuckin' clue as to what the hell was going on, but in a way - she couldn't complain. It'd been weeks since she'd been able to feed, and the first taste of human flesh after what felt like an eternity of maddening hunger brought her an indescribable release. Arcadia Bay had gone to shit - first the Two Whales, now Blackwell was becoming a scene out of someone's sick nightmare. Gaunt-eyed cultists patrolled the school, weapons flailing, looking for the next poor sod to debaucherize. The ones in the court-yard had been easy pickings, but now that she was encased inside the eerie-halls of Blackwell Academy, Touka wasn't so sure she'd get much further until she was spotted.

Gun-shots reverberated further down the hall, and Touka kept her steps light as she closed the distance to peek around the corner. There, stepping among the litter of corpses, was a single red-headed girl. Amidst the inviting smell of fresh death, Touka couldn't detect the sulfur-y scent that seemed to hang over the cultists she'd encountered prior. Maybe - just maybe - this girl wasn't another lunatic.

"Hey!" Touka called after her, splaying her palms to show she was unarmed. "You- uh, you're not crazy, right?"


Ineptitude