Realistic or Modern Mutant Academy

[X3 Infernal Infinity]

As the loud crash rattled the door Sirse emitted a surprised yelp. In an act born of instinct she melted into the shadows against the wall at the side of the bed, disappearing from view. After a moment though she had calmed sufficiently enough to reign her power back in and the shadows slid away from her skin and back to their inert placements on the wall and bed. Clutching the rabbit tightly to her she took the chance to see exactly who or what had caused such a racket. She was surprised to see that it was a boy, sprawled on the floor in what was the obvious result of his sudden crash landing. Scooting closer to the edge of the bed but careful to avoid exposing herself to the light to much she peered down at the boy.


"Um... Are...are you okay...?"

 

[TwistedDreams]

((Time skip soon!))


At almost the exact same time Jacob had appeared, there was a loud crash and Myren lay sprawled across the floor, "Myren?" Jacob said, have only just seeing the boy not along ago. Jacob felt quite tired from the vast amount of teleporting he was doing that day. He looked around at the room. there were three girls, ah he was in one of the girls dormitory, how had me accidentally teleported here? "Uh, sorry, i sort of messed up my teleport" he said to the girl he had almost knocked over.

 

[Tangled]

"Yeah....I'm fine", Myren moaned to the "shadow girl". He focused his attention to the girl on the computer, who was on the FBI Database. "Hey you! On the computer.....what're your abilities", Myren exclaimed to get her attention. He had a feeling that she was the reason he flew in their dorm. It was just as he was figuring out what made him crash that Jacob teleported into one of the girls. "...I'm alright Jacob", he responded to his questions about if he was hurt or not.

 

[travelbypages]

Lia looked startled to the scene the went down, let out a squeal and went invisible. She saw that the people were friendly then made her body reappear. "Uhm.... Everyone alright?" She asked shyly at the boys who where on the ground.


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[PKCV2]

One minute Poet was engaged in a 3-way conversation, then a fourth person showed up, then they were gone, along with the crowd that was streaming towards their rooms. Poet sighed and just followed, not bothering to use his powers and skip ahead. To be honest, he was kind of glad he did as he got to witness all kinds of powers. Frog people, acid spitting people, inflatable people, smoky people, bulky people, people he could've sworn was anorexic, and more. Quietly taking in the sights he barely noticed room 97, almost passing it completely, huh...the door was open.


He peeked inside to only see one person, he looked like he was pouting or throwing a tantrum. Waving hello, he took in the room, it was spacious enough for 4 mutants. Then the thought hit him, his roommates weren't her for whatever reason so he had free reign over the room. He gave a wide smile.


"WOO!"


He let out a loud whoop, and shot a neon laser from his hand, it stopped right before hitting the ceiling and stayed in the air, floating in the shape of a neon ball, the lights circling to make a sphere. He spread his hands and neon flowed out from his palms, the lights idly snaked around the ceiling, covering it entirely. He drew out the number "97" onto the wall, glowing brightly.


5 minutes later the room was covered entirely in neon, vibrant colors filled the room. Satisfied, he stretched out on a bed, waiting for his roommates.

 

[X3 Infernal Infinity]

"Well if everyone's okay... I'm gonna go..."


Muttering softly she grabbed her parasol from the bed and slipped off of it. She nervously slipped past the boys and out into the hallway. Three people in one room had been more than enough for Circe, she could deal with three, it was just like being with her parents. But with two new boys and a whole lot of questions she was out of her element. What she needed was some time to herself, maybe to find a library or just some place quiet and shady. Having the ability to turn into a shadow wasn't exactly indicative of someone who was good at making friends. In fact her power had mainly developed as a way to hide though she had soon learned that it had many other applications. Sighing she clutched her plushy tighter in one arm as she made her way aimlessly through the halls, not realizing that she was getting herself more than a bit lost.

 

[Tangled]

"Wooo", Myren heard a distant victory shout fron across the hallway. Then one of the girls left the dorm. It seemed as if she wanted time to herself. This was understandable to Myren, for this situation was purely chaotic. He turned his head to Jacob. "Hey man....you wanna go grab a soda from my fridge", he said lightly, still confused from what had just happeed. How did i suddenly stop? Was it MY powers? What kind of powers does that bright color-veined girl have? These are questions that arose in his mind, but he put them to rest. At that point all he needed was a soda

 

[TwistedDreams]

Jacob tried not to stare at the girl who had just squealed and then dissapeared only to reappear a moment later, did she just go invisible? "Im alright" he said as the "Shadow girl" left the room. "Uh you go on without me" he said to Myren. He walked towards the girl with a look of awe but also excitement on his face. "Wow.. Im Jacob" He said, extending a hand to the girl. He was now feeling glad that he had mis-teleported into this room.

 

[Tangled]

Myren shook his head,".....wait up". He had decided that it wouldnt make since to stay in a dorm by himself with girls who were busy with other things. When he called out out to Jacob, he quickly realized that he didnt hear him. So he turned in to smoke form and floated infront of them through a crack in the wall. He turned back to physical form since he was RIGHT in front of them and couldnt be missed. "Um.....my name's Myren", he said to the "shadow girl" after Jacob got through. It was obvious that Jacob had a crush on the girl or atleast was interested

 

[travelbypages]

"I'm Lia" she shook his hand and giggled a bit, noticing the shocked look on his face "why do you look so shocked? YOU'RE the one who almost gave ME a heart attack" she smiled brightly. A small blush rose to her cheeks when she saw how cute he was, "so I see your power is to teleport? I can also move things" she lifted her bag off the floor and moved it to the top bunk, then she looked back at him.


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[travelbypages]

((Waiiiiiit I'm confused))

 

[TwistedDreams]

"Wow. you can move things with your mind too?" Jacob was quite impressed. "Oh, i can also walk through walls" Jacob walked through the wall behind her and then quickly came back into the room. He noticed that she was blushing, he must be doing something right he though to himself. "So, uh, do you want to.. go anywhere?" he said, afterall he could teleport almost anywhere, and if she did want to go somewhere, they would have to sort of hug. He blushed even at the thought.

 

[Tangled]

((EVERYONE DISREGARD MY LAST POST))

 

[travelbypages]

She smiled watching him walk through a wall then come back, asking if she'd like to go anywhere "hmmm i am craving Starbucks" she shrugged one shoulder and smiled wider seeing his blush


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[TwistedDreams]

Jacob was feeling a little tired, wow i should really stop offering to teleport people places he jokingly thought to himself. "hmm.. Starbucks" he searched his mind for an image of a starbucks, He pictured one in the busy streets of New York City, which fortunately wasnt to far from the school which was located only a few miles out from the city. He put his arms around Lia, he wasnt looking at her so he hoped she wasnt giving him a funny look. A split second later, the noise of cars and chatter filled his ears, they were now standing, still holding eachother outside a starbucks in New York City, the funny thing was that no one seemed to notice that they had just appeared out of thing air,

 

[Seraph]

"No wait Myren!" Quincy shouted as he suddenly took off. He pouted and sighed "...I wanna play..." He started trying to find where Myren went it wasn't too hard because of the smell he left but he went quite a distance. Slowly he made his way to Myren and smiled jumping up and down when he found him. "Myren! I wanna play a game." He looked at some of the other people around him but noticeably disregarded them. Quincy turned back to Myren and cocked his head to the side like a little puppy.


@CaptainLeviAckerman

 

[travelbypages]

Lia closed her eyes tightly then the next thing she knew, they were at Starbuck. She let out a squeal and giggled "thats so cool!" She looked at Jacob, noticing his arms were still around her and blushed red "oh uhm" she backed up and giggled looking at her feet, "well! Lets get a drink, that must make you tired" She grabbed his arm and pulled him inside. She ordered a caramel frap and a cookie then waited for Jacob to order so she can pay for them both.


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[TwistedDreams]

Jacob decided order the same thing "I'll pay for it" He said, handing the money to the Woman behind the counter. He had more then enough money because he had sometimes used his powers for "illegal means". They sat down at a table and he took a sip of his Caramel Frappe, the sweet taste made him feel energised. "So.. uh.." he began realising he had no idea what to say. "What do you think of the school so far?" He immediately though that this was a poor choice of question to ask, who would ask about school? he thought to himself.

 

[travelbypages]

"Its better than home" she smiled and took a sip of her drink "do you like it?" She took a bite of her cookie. It was delicious. A small sound if enjoyment came from her, living in an attic, she never got these luxuries. Her parents would never allow it. Last time she had a cookie was when she was 5 and visiting her grandmother. She would only had enough money for a frappe when she made trips to starbucks back at home. When her parents dropped her off here, they gave her her own debit card that came from their account. They were a rich family, but they didn't consider her part of the family, so they never gave her money. That is until she moved to Mutant Academy. She broke out of her own thoughts and smiled at Jacob.


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[X3 Infernal Infinity]

Sirse groaned, curling her legs up to her body as she sat on the floor. She leaned her forehead down to rest on the top of her stuffed rabbits head. How had she managed to get herself so lost. She had been walking the halls for quite some time and that had meant passing quite a lot of the big bay windows that who ever had designed the school seemed unnaturally fond of. So much UV exposure had been zapping her energy so she was more than a little tired. She had finally found a good shady corner and settled into it gratefully. She pondered trying to find her way back, but it might take a while and with the sun still up that meant having to pass even more windows. She would just wait for a while, to build her strength back, and then retrace her steps. Closing her eyes she sighed.


"This sucks..."

 

[PKCV2]

His feet hit the ground, he walked around the room trying to find something to do.


He juggled neon balls, he read some books, he made his own personal light show, he practiced his aiming on neon targets, he flashed pink on and off, he did handstands, he listened to music, he watched the sky from a window. This all took 10 minutes but time could not flow any slower to Poet.


Groaning in frustration he walked out of the dorm and went to explore the rest of the academy hoping to find something to do. He didn't bother cleaning the room, he left the neon-filled room as a surprise.

 

[Seraph]

Angrily Quincy shuffled away from Myren after he ignored him but he still wanted someone to play a game with him. He walked around looking for someone who might play with him and as he walked he noticed a girl holding a stuffed rabbit. Despite the fact that she didnt really look like she wanted anyone to talk to her he walked up to her with a grin across his face. "Hi my name is Quincy. Do you wanna play a game?" He asked matter of factly and was down on his knees so he wasn't hovering above her.


@Lethal Multi\-Chara

 

[Metronome]

[six years prior]


-My name is Izzy, and all I ever wanted was peace.-


This was the moment he had worked for. For the past few months, Izzy had struggled to get a speaking position at the Mutant Registration Act hearing. When he was finally granted, he worked day and night on a speech that would linger in the minds of even the most firm anti-mutant protesters. He couldn't help the jitters he felt as his name was announced, cuing him to go up on that stage and change minds. Izzy glanced back at his friends, the ones that were brave enough to accompany him here. There was Isa, who had yellow-green scales growing over her entire body. John, whose body could leak acidic fluids from its skin at will. Joann, who could control emotions. And finally, Terry, who was fairly normal. They all gave him smiles of encouragement.


"Well, get up there already," John said with a chuckle. Izzy smiled back and nodded. He turned and made his way onto the stage, all business now. He stopped at the podium, suddenly painfully aware of just how many people were here, and now staring at him. He felt hot and uncomfortable. Izzy reached down to his notes and straightened them nervously. His mouth was dry as sand. Then, suddenly, his anxiety was gone. Izzy glanced at Joann, who gave him a smirk. He knew there was a reason he brought her here today. With confidence, Izzy turned back to the crowd.


"People call me radical, rash, insane, even. They say that a human sympathizing with mutants is illogical; treacherous. But I must ask you, who is the real traitor here? What you propose to do today is against everything we have fought for in the past: freedom, equality, hope. Labeling each and every mutant as a criminal before a crime has even been committed is radical. Treating them like monsters is rash. Killing and out casting them is insane. These could be your sons, your daughters, wives, parents, you. The times we face ahead will be tough, yes, and therewill be bad mutants. But is that to say that all of them are bad?"


As Izzy spoke, he never even noticed the red dot appear on his chest, right above his heart. Before anyone could stop it, the shot was taken. Izzy was blown off his feet, a gaping hole in his chest. People screamed and chaos began. His friends tried to make a run onto the stage, only to be stopped by security. Police appeared out of nowhere and quickly gathered his bleeding, twitching form. Something wasn't right, but no one could stop it. No one could have known.


=====================Six years later.=======================


-My name is 32, and all I have are orders.-


[One week prior]


The sound of the engines was deafening. The men in the plane shifted restlessly, except for one. 32 sat on the bench, his back bent and arms rested on his knees as he looked blankly at the floor. He was doing what he did before every assignment: plan. The files were vague, leaving plenty of room for error. The facility was researching a way to bring the x-genes out in every human. They claimed that mutants were the next step in evolution, and that they could find a way to let everyone take that step forward. They could stop the impending war. FOH didn't want that.


The lab was located a few miles outside a small town in Greenland. With the autumn snow, the only way to excess the site was by air. 32 and three other men were dressed in winter camo. Three were bundled up in fur and coats underneath, while 32 only wore the field jacket. He couldn't freeze, and he couldn't afford to be slowed down. The other men were just there to keep the perimeter secure, to shoot down anyone who made it outside. 32 was the only one going in.


He'd been given the mission a week back: track down Linda Campbell, the head scientist working on Project: Evolve, and bring her in. Alive. 32 had tracked her movements across the US, only to find that the base of operations wasn't even in the country. Her latest flight to Greenland led them straight to the lab, and into his next mission: kill everyone inside, and bring Campbell back. The information inside the facility would be very useful to FOH in the future. They could create their own super army, trained to follow their every beck and whim. As 32's handler had always said: The best kind of mutant is the kind you control. His handler sat a few seats down from him, only there to make sure he didn't go AWOL while overseas. In the frozen forest, he would be impossible to re-capture.


"Alright men, haul out!" A man barked at them. The three scout shooters got up, steeled their nerves, and jumped to parachute into the forest. 32 followed after them, making no hesitation before stepping out of the plane. The men were forced to pull their chutes before the plane was even close, to avoid drawing attention. 32, on the other hand, could afford to wait. By the time he pulled his parachute, the ground was rapidly approaching. He landed on his feet with a hard thud that would have shattered the legs of a regular man. He dropped the white chute and left it there in the snow as he trudged towards the building. A light snow was falling, barely concealing him.


It didn't take him long to break in. The security was depressingly lacking. 32 had his knife ready as he stalked the halls; the element of surprise was essential. As he turned a corner, he saw a man in a white coat walking with his back turned. 32 crept up behind him, silent as ever, and clapped a hand over his mouth. A blade was shoved through the man's back before he could even scream. The scientist dropped, and 32 made his way forward. After a few more kills, he knew his time was running out. Someone was bound to find a body. And no sooner did this thought cross his mind that the alarm went off.


"Code red, repeat, code red. There is an intruder on level 3." 32 cursed and sheathed his bloodied knife. His hands went for his gun, instead. The sleek metal of the K31 was cool in his hands. As he rounded the corner, three security guards came running towards him. Three shots, three dead men. 32 stepped over them, hurrying now. More security was pouring from the wood works. Three more dead men. 32 turned a corner and pressed his back up against the wall to reload, then stepped back into action. Four dead men. Two dead men. Reload. After tearing through every office, every cubicle, every corner, he finally found Campbell. She was cornered in her office, a pistol in her hand.


"Come any closer and I'll shoot!" She threatened in a shaken voice, her hand trembling. 32 remained silent as he stormed in, gun raised. She fired, hitting him in the face. Pain blossomed in his right eye and forehead. Blood began to leak through his grey mask, but he didn't stop. She fired again, but missed as she dodged his incoming arm. The woman crawled under her desk and tried to run from the room, but 32 was fast. The butt of his gun came down on her head, knocking her out cold. The killer grabbed up the woman's limp form and tossed her over his shoulder. 32 continued on, his work not quite done.


It had been requested that he search for the formula while he was there. 32 had no idea where to even start, but he knew that someonewould. "Where is it?!" He demanded the cornered man, who was trembling in his lab coat.


"W-where's what?" The man was hunkered down, arms up protectively. He had no weapons, no defense.


"The formula." 32 raised his gun. "Where is it?"


"I-I don't-" A bullet whizzed so close to the man's ear that it could have cut hairs. The scientist yelped. "In the basement! Sector B! Please don't kill me I have a fam-" The man was cut off by a bullet in his head. 32 turned and quickly made his way downstairs. It didn't take long to find the lab, but it looked like someone had beat him to it. Flames and smoke were engulfing the entire lower floor, a failsafe in case the facility was found. 32 cursed and turned to make his way up the stairs, back on the original mission. The small plane was waiting for him on the runway. He climbed on and unceremoniously dumped Campbell onto the floor. Two men scrambled to secure her. The third had apparently been shot by a fleeing guard. 32 couldn't say he was too terribly upset.


He sat down and pulled off his mask, a blood stain on his fully healed face. His handler gave him an approving nod, but offered no more reward. The plane took off, headed back for the States. It was a long, uncomfortable flight. The moment the woman woke up, she began talking and yelling and making the 'bring her in alive' portion of 32's mission harder by the second. His head was starting to hurt; his mind hadn't been reset for over a week. The shot to the head was jarring strange memories. 32 bent over and rested his elbows on his knees, his hands pushing through his short hair. Memories of other missions. He remembered the yelling, the begging, the sound of gunfire. He felt...bad? No, not remorseful. Just...uneasy. Angry. His handler took notice and pulled out his phone.


"We're an hour out. The asset is showing symptoms of reset withdrawal. I suggest having the chair prepped before we arrive."


"No." The voice on the other end was firm. "His mind has been left alone on purpose. I want him irritable, angry. He's going to have to get creative with this one."


"Then it's safe to assume that it will be interrogating her?" His handler said, eyes roaming back to 32. At the word 'interrogate', the woman sitting on the floor, hands cuffed, visible tensed.


Her eyes went to 32 as well. "You won't get anything out of me! I don't care what you do, I'm not risking the wor-"


"Shut her the hell up!" The outburst surprised everyone. The two soldiers just about jumped out of their skins as they scrambled to find a gag. 32's handler even seemed taken aback.


"Was that him?" The smooth voice on the other end of phone asked.


"Yes. It seems that it's agitated by Campbell's constant noise."


"Good. Just the way we want him."

 

[X3 Infernal Infinity]

Sirse looked up at the person who had introduced themselves, surprised to see a blonde boy crouched in front of her. She hadn't heard him approach but since be bad greeted her so strangely she wasn't exactly nervous she was instead a bit more confused. There was something oddly child like about him and it was sort of comforting. She smiled weakly, lowering her legs and pulling them beside her, taking advantage of the extra shadow the boys body created. She titled her head slightly to the side, resting the stuffed rabbit on her legs one arm still curled about its waist. She smiled shyly fiddling absently with a tendril of her hair.


"Hi... I'm Sirse...and this is Kensii..."


She indicated the stuffed rabbit with a nod of her head. Most people thought it was strange at her age to have a stuffed animal, and even stranger that she had named it. But Kensii had been with her since she was born and she was loathe to let the rabbit ever leave her side. It was her primary source of comfort. She had even figured out a way to work her umbramancy on Kensii. Normally she was to embarrassed to include Kensii in her introductions but for some reason she felt as if Quincy would understand.


"What type of game do you want to play...?"


@Seraph

 

[Rise of Albion]

Scarlett double checked the room number of her door before she entered with a bright smile, placing her back down on one of the beds which appeared to not be claimed. She looked around at the room, saw that obviously the other girls had already been there and she frowned, feeling suddenly insecure. If she didn't get along with those girls, she was going to have a whole lot of trouble while staying there. Her moods, while generally kind and gentle, could slip into something more fiesty and fierce. She had either figured it a side effect of her power, or it was actually her true personality. Either way, she could understand that sometimes it got her into trouble. With a grin, she leaned down and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen from her bag.


'Hey there, I'm Scarlett. Sorry to have missed you guys but I'll be one of your roommates! Just a quick warning, I have control over pyromancy and immunity to it. Don't worry, I won't be burning anything up, but just in case you might be fearful of it. I'll see you guys when I get back from touring the campus. If you see this before I get back, I'm the girl with the naturally bright red hair. Looking forward to meeting you!'


Pleased with her quick letter, she left it on the bed and walked back out of the room, intent on finding out about this place she was staying at. And hopefully meeting some more nice people too.