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Grayson Lavicchi
Interactions: jinxxes jinxxes (Lucien) + Cello. Cello. (Amethyst) + Science gang hehe
Location: Science class


The evil boy introduced himself as Luci.

"I'm not calling you that." Grayson's voice mumbled from the desk in assumption it was a nickname. Didn't like nicknames. Amethyst liked to be called Thia. This guy liked to be called Luci. Grayson would be using neither. A nickname was far too casual and casual was everything the posh boy hated.

He was about to sit up and regain composure when he noticed something from the corner of his eye. A face. Luci had crouched down into view and Grayson blinked. He was not a physically aggressive person however now had the sudden urge to spit at Luci. Which would be feral and very improper behaviour. He decided otherwise and kept his saliva to himself. Nevertheless the thought was definitely there.

But Luci had asked Amethyst what happened, and Grayson found that as a slight. As if the female's word was more trustworthy. He was holding deep resentment for her earlier behaviour. He liked to hold grudges. Before the girl could share her account of the situation, Grayson invited himself to speak.

"She upset my cat." He was not aware how childish that sounded, especially since his voice was mumbled by the desk. "She screamed at Oatmeal. And," He raised his arm and pointed a hand to silence Amethyst if she even thought about opening her mouth to object. "- Oatmeal did not do anything wrong." It wasn't even his cat. He just met it once and decided he owned it. He missed Oatmeal. "My cat is an upstanding member of society."

The male sat up sharply, another thing coming to mind. No longer flustered, more focused on bitching.

"Not to mention!" Grayson was rather riled up and very good at ranting. "She has collided with me twice. TWICE." He looked to Luci, "Can you believe that? Am I invisible?" Now back to Amethyst. "You have eyes but you don't use them?! I am not hard to see!"

He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, grumpy. Not helped by Luci's following comment. He did not go down quick. His scowl deepened.

"Shut it, you." He muttered, looking like he was about to return back to the more reserved quiet at the mention of the earlier embarrassment. Warmth was growing on his face again.

"I feel a little bad now." He repeated Luci's words in a higher pitched tone. Very immature behaviour for the likes of someone who walked around in dress shoes. Grayson was in a horrible mood. All he had done since arriving at the school was bicker with people and hold a cat. Not a good start.

Two wonderful people, Luci had called them. Didn't like that. Also offered to take special orders of sweets. Didn't like that either. A people pleaser, that or the boy was just horribly positive about everything. Grayson did not like that. Grayson did not like happy.

"I'm not your friend." Surly. Luci who had now introduced himself a second time, tapped on the desk once more. This prompted posh boy to raise the book in his hand. Ready to swat it like a fly.

"Grayson." He finally relented his horrible personality to share his name, forcing a very tense "Nice to meet you." Through his teeth afterwards. Grayson was attempting. Taking on Lucien's advice to start over. "Don't like sweets, but thank-you."

The teacher commenced the class so he didn't have to spend long trying civil communication. Thankfully. He didn't have any questions besides when they will begin actual learning. Not wishing to come across impatient he just sat silently and listened to other students' inquiries. Something about bullying. Boring. Something about why people have powers. Less boring.
 
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Hoshi Yoshida
Location: Science Classroom
Interacting: Bubbly Brontosaurus Bubbly Brontosaurus Aeris Aeris Ineptitude Ineptitude
Mentions: Bubbly Brontosaurus Bubbly Brontosaurus Japanime Japanime Giovanni Favehari Giovanni Favehari

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Hoshi listened intently as the girl relayed her workout routines to him, taking every set and rep in with an interested smile on his face. The exercises she chose to do sounded like they'd be very difficult-- especially for someone of her size and stature, but Hoshi disregarded the intensity of her daily dozen and instead saw it as proof that the smaller girl was truly strong. Besides, even if he did think it was too much for her, who was he to shoot down someone else's training regimen? He hated when people did that to him, so doing it to someone else wouldn't be right. "Ahhh, you're amazing! And probably super strong, too!" he let out another hushed exclamation, trying his best to remain cautious and not interrupt class. His eyes lowered to her notebook. "Maybe I should start writing down my stuff, too..."

He was relieved that his invasion of her personal space didn't freak her out. When she complimented his teeth, he couldn't help but widen his already beaming grin even more before returning the compliment. "Thanks! I don't think anyone's ever called 'em pretty before. I like your hair! It's pretty, like my teeth." He held back the urge to lean in once again to get a closer look at the shy girl's locks. When the tiger-jaguar-lynx-- who he now knew as 'Mono' thanks to the sheer amount of times the other members of the group had yelled at him or told him to be quiet-- suggested that he train with them, Hoshi's eyes lit up like two gems. "Yeah! I'll definitely go with you guys! I wonder if Chita would come with us... Maybe Caton and Marine, too!" his mind naturally wandered to his three new 'friends' that he had made in history class, even though they had only just met. "Nice meeting you, Sable, Moxxie, Mono, Neo, Prim, Ah--" he paused for a second at Vox's reaction, his wide smile quickly lowering into an awkward grin. "...Vox..."

A voice in the class caught his attention, and he turned his head to listen to the question that was being asked. His curiosity got the best of him, and before he knew it, his mouth was open again, this time speaking loud enough-- perhaps too loud-- for the whole class to hear. "Oooh, good question!" he shouted to the girl before rising from his seat, raising his hand in the air just like his brown-haired classmate with an intrigued look on his face. After all, he was a human with powers, and he didn't even know the answer. "I wanna know that, too! Do you know why, teach?"

 
Chita Goukiatsu

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"This must be the room!!" Chita, with an expression that could light up the world, stood right outside the science classroom. He was terribly late because of the incident from the previous class. Not to mention he got lost on the way. When he opened the door, he could see a bunch a faces he recognized from his last class. Then there was the teacher. "I should probably apologize..." A stupidly blank smile was painted on his face as he stared at the teacher. "Sorry I'm late!" Turning back to the class, he scanned the faces for any of his friends. The first person he noticed was Hoshi. Chita walked over to him and threw up a hand, grinning. "Hoshi!" The fact he was late seemed to mean nothing to him regardless of possible consequences. He also seemed to forget about the past incident that occurred just not too long ago.



Location: Science Class
Interaction: Nobody Special Nobody Special Ineptitude Ineptitude
Mention: Nobody Special Nobody Special Ineptitude Ineptitude
 
High Voltage (Vox, Prim, Mono, Sable, Neo, and Moxxie)

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interactions: Nobody Special Nobody Special (<---- someone special and Hoshi of course) Peckinou Peckinou (Blushy boy) Aeris Aeris (Lil' Cutie) Gao Gao (Spoiled ghost boy) jinxxes jinxxes (Luci-Bear) Japanime Japanime (Sables long lost brother)

Sable's cheeks went red after being called amazing and strong, she loved hearing that when she was surrounded by a bunch of tall muscular boys, he pointed her out to be strong and amazing. "O-Oh t-thank you! Y-You're amazing too! I... I mean like.... n-not like I have a c-c-crush on you or anything.... n-not that I don't! b-but... I d-dont... n-not because y-you're ugly! y-you arent ugly! Y-You're r-really pretty! I j-just-" Mono put his hand over Sable's mouth. "Please, no Sable, Sweetheart..." Sable looked up at Mono and then over to Hoshi, cringing internally at what an idiot she was. "S-Sorry...." Sable said as she sat back in her chair, covering her face with her "Pretty" hair. He told her hair was pretty, Sable couldn't get that out of her head, I really hope I didn't look like a total idiot in front of him, what am I talking about OF COURSE I DID, ugh sable why are you such a dummy!

"Yea bro sure, invite anyone you wanna," Moxxie said with a friendly smile, Vox growled at that, he didn't want anyone else coming around Sable and Prim, especially if they were dudes, it sounded like dude names. "Keep my name out of your mouth vampire-boy, I'm not your friend," Vox said with a growl as he looked at Hoshi. Prim punched him in the shoulder. "Stop being a dick Vox." Prim looked back to Hoshi, rolling her eyes. "Sorry, He's on his period," Vox growled at that. Neo sat in his chair, his desk perfectly organized and clean, sitting with an upright straight posture, a blank empty facial expression on his face, patiently waiting for class to begin. Moxxie looked around the room and spotted a girl who caught his attention, he slipped away from his desk, sliding into a chair near Naomi and Yokuno. "Hey, Sweetcheeks," Moxxie said with a flirty grin to Naomi, looking up to Yokuno. "Dont worry toots, I got some for you too." Moxxie blew an exaggerated kiss to Yokuno, clearly joking. "Watcha both talkin bout? I hope I'm not being rude by sitting with you, I just couldn't help myself after seeing such a cutie." Moxxie winked at Naomi when he said cutie. Moxxie looked up to Yokuno, not wanting to leave him out. "Dont get me wrong bud, you're cute too."

Prim was overhearing another conversation when she heard the words "I'm not your friend." she turned around with an annoyed facial expression looking over at the boy who had spoken those words "we get it, you hate the world, you don't have to be a dick." Prim looked over to Luci flashing him a quick ungenuine smile before turning back to her desk. Mono looked up to the boy who had just entered the room, then to sable. "Look Sable it's your long-lost brother. Ay albino! come sit with us" Mono said as he pointed to the seat in front of sable. Sable put her hands over her face in embarrassment. Neo looked over to Chita, not realizing Mono was kidding as he scanned Chita's body with his eyes. "That is false, Sable, and That white-haired boy, who note, isn't an albino, do not share any ancestral DNA." Mono sighed. "That was a joke you dip."
 
Name, Age:
Lucien Quinn, 18

Role:
Student
Gender, Sexuality:
Male, Pansexual

Abilities:
Light Absorption and Manipulation

Location: Science Class
With: Gao Gao
Mood: Playful


It appeared Amethyst was tapped out of the conversation, for now, Grayson taking back over. It was nice to see the fire in his eyes back, that he didn’t break too easy. His mind quickly became distracted on a part of Grayson’s bitching as he had gone on about a cat, he had a cat here. Lucien supposed he remembered something about a cat last period, but it was all fuzzy.

He let Grayson continue through his comments as needed, figuring he should get it all out without any interruptions. It was hard to fight back a grin at the more childish mannerisms, not at all offended by him mocking him. A quick quip that they weren’t friends, and then the introduction before he settled to pay attention for class, he figured Grayson was just trying to end the conversation quickly now.

But someone else spoke up, eavesdropping into the conversation. Not that Lucien would judge that as he was always one for hearing the latest gossip. More of, that would equal another antagonist to Grayson's sorrows. Poor guy couldn't seem to catch a break. "Aww come on, he's not that bad~" His laugh was light as he answered to Prim's comment. Lucien did have the habit of adopting more introverted souls, "Besides, I was picking on him a bit~ It wouldn't be fair if he couldn't quip back at me."


"You should tell me more about Oatmeal sometime~" Lucien sent out his line to Grayson, figuring that his clear theatrical defense of Oatmeal would be something to latch onto to trick him into friendship. "How about I make a cat-safe cookie for you instead to give as a treat for Oatmeal, hm?" He was wiggling the bait right in front of him. Of course, he had no idea the theatrics ran so deep that this was not truly Grayson's cat. Either way though, this appeared to be the best chance he got to break through that rigid demeanor, and like hell Lucien was going to give up that opportunity.
 
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Charlie

A curly haired boy burst into the classroom, a whirlwind of energy. He ran a hand through his dark hair, looking slightly winded as he threw his stuff down in an empty chair, his leg jumping up and down as he slid into the seat.
"I apologize, I get held up traveling here." He said in one jumbled rush to Michio. The words all jumbled together in a bunch of consonants that sounded like they were French but also forming English words. The kid had a bright grin and an infectious energy. "I am Charles Chapeliere. I am on the list, yeah?" He said in an equal fast jumbled mess, pronouncing his name equally as French as his English, he smiled like what he'd said just made any kind of sense. He then took a deep breath and attempted to settle down, still drumming his finger against the desk, but not as... all over the place as before.
 
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Grayson Lavicchi
Interactions: jinxxes jinxxes (Evil Lucien) + Bubbly Brontosaurus Bubbly Brontosaurus (Prim) + Science gang
Location: Science class ayooo


New students were still entering the classroom occasionally. Grayson was horrified by this behaviour. Being late was tardy. It was not difficult to arrive on time. However he figured he should be thankful they were using doors and not windows. An improvement from History. While ignoring the constant intrusions of kids, Grayson was managing to pay attention at least. Semi-eavesdropping on nearby students and semi-listening to the teacher.

Until he got called a dick.

His lips parted in shock and a glare settled upon his features. Slowly the male turned in his seat like a creepy mechanic doll. He was insulted that they would even dare speak to him like that. With a cuss, nonetheless. He had been BEHAVING. Or trying to. For like half a minute. He had managed to civilly introduce himself to Lucien and now another person wanted to argue. This was more drama combined in one morning than he had encountered in his entire life.

It was a girl and the abnormal pink hair immediately sent judgement through the boy. A sign of rebellion, in his eyes. One of those hot topic kids that pierce bull rings through their nose and wear spikey dog collars, maybe. Grayson was not having it.

He sat staring at Prim still offended when Luci spoke first and defended him. Somewhat. Which would have been nice if Grayson was not Grayson. His insulted face turned to look at Lucien when the male admitted he was picking on him. This guy was self aware of his behaviour and that made it worse. Evil. Lucien was EVIL.

Grayson turned back to Prim and opened his stupid little mouth to say more rude things.

"I don't hate everyone." He corrected her in a rather calm tone. "Just you." Less calm. More snappish. More chaos. More people he had pissed off today. He didn't intend to be a villain but it was turning out like that.

He turned back in his seat with that common unhappy look. The harsh features did ease once Luci mentioned the cat again, but Grayson was growing a little suspicious what this boy was trying to do. Apparently being nice to people is worthy of distrust. He narrowed his eyes at him in silent study.

Cat-cookie.

No longer suspicious. Anything for his Oatmeal. His bubba. His bubby-boo.

"Well I-" He paused to contemplate the cons and pros from such an interaction. Pros, Oatmeal gets cookie. Oatmeal would probably appreciate a cookie. A cookie for Oatmeal. Happy Oatmeal.

Cons, he'd be accepting something from Evil Lucien. Grayson was not sure if he could sacrifice his pride for such a thing.

But at even the mere thought of his cat having a lovely little baked good, he easily fell for the bait.

"I suppose Oatmeal would not refuse." Something as simple as a feline-related conversation had turned him less hostile. He interlocked fingers and leaned his elbows on the desk as if engaging in serious business. "What is in the cat-cookie? I do have standards for her nutritional needs." As Grayson's cat, she would only be deserving of the best. Grayson found himself to be superior, therefore so was his cat. His adopted cat. His stolen cat. His cat that wasn't even a cat.

"No artificial colours or flavours." Grayson was putting quite a bit of thought into something as simple as a cat-cookie. "Nothing heavily processed-"

His gaze dropped to Luci's hands to check for something.

"You should be writing this down." He advised then continued. "Nothing with cheese. Nothing fatty. No carbohydrates. No chemical preservatives and nothing chewy. Her teeth might get hurt." Phew. He unlaced his fingers having now communicated the needs for his cat's cookie. "If your baking upsets Oatmeal I will be greatly displeased." No threats of hitting or anything, just displeased. Quite a mild warning. "Do not disappoint her." Less mild. Bit intense.
 
Margate remained sitting after being woken up by her brother she'd just give him a grin "Welp though I'd be seeing you, anyway why umm.." Margates words more or less just stopped things had gotten a little awkward however she did spot another face she knew standing up a little more she'd wave her arm around in the air to try and attract chita attention. "Hey chita you doing ok?" She'd ask almost yelling to catch the white haired males attention. Meanwhile yanni looked over only to see a group of interesting people a goofy grin on his face forming as he'd decide to go approach them hovering just a bit of the ground as he often did. While he did enjoy annoying his big sister she had friends to talk to now so that was good. once yanni had floated away Margate let out a relieved sign that could have gotten more awkward... then there was a guy that had said Dahlia looked wierd... Margate could see the expression that the guy was just social awkward... "err I'm not sure he ment that offensively sometimes its hard to well articulate yourself.. trust me I know" Margate offered trying to relieve the tension of the situation... realising that she might have been the immediately inappropriate one here. during this yanni had floated over to the other crowed of kids giving them a big goofy glowing grin. The same small spike in energy to those around him would be easily felt. "HI EVERYONE" he'd practically yell out totally ignoring the fact class should have started but hey that was just yanni. This would be fun.
 
Lucas
Mentions - Science Gang

Lucas stared at them all, this god was judging the puny ants beneath him. Perhaps creating a list of people to smite in order of who wronged him the worst.
Oh. Why are they mad at me? What did I say? “You look wei-“ Oh shit.
A normal person’s reaction would probably be embarrassment. Maybe something like melting into the seat and blushing and stuttering and burying his face in his arms. Lucas was no normal person.

He was a fucking dumbass.

He slapped the rock hand trying to flick him aside, ignoring the spark of pain from his hand that would come from slapping a rock. Fixing his hair in one fluid motion, grace coming naturally to this god among men.
“I’m glad to see the school has such rigid rules on bullying. It’d be a shame if bullying did occur on campus.” He said simply, his tone unwavering and as cold as ever, his feet propping up onto the desk. His tongue pressed up against his cheek, probably the closest he’s gotten to an expression change besides the cocky little grin he’d given Kaiya before. Arrogance bleeding out of every marble pore as he unapologetically made direct eye contact with Aria. His steely gaze was as frigid as the rest of him.

“And shouldn’t you be more worried about shutting the fuck up, sitting your ass down in a seat and quitting being the most massive fucking disturbance in this classroom, or did you forget we were at a school.” Lucas said, as he fixed his hair again. “And-”

Lucas’s attention snapped to Margate, his icy gaze fixing upon her. “Sorry what’d you just say about me? I think you just said something about me not being able to articulate myself well?” He said completely blank. The terrible god's tone inflection seemed to leave him even more frigid and stony as he stood, completely forgetting about any kind of pretense that he was in a classroom setting and-

Well sizing the two up, Lucas's first issue, of which there were many that should probably tell him this was a really bad idea, was that Margate was... a lot taller than him. 2 feet taller than him, to be perfectly exact.

"I'm sorry," Lucas said, perhaps a normal person would say this sarcastically, but it still came out cruel. He began storming over towards Margate, now on a war path. "What makes you think you know a single fucking thing? Not even about me. What makes you think you know ANYTHING about people you gi-"And that's when he jabbed a finger at Margate. For once, the god seemed vaguely human, and while his facial expression didn't change, he did take a step back. "giant....."

Lucas's eyes rolled back and he crumpled to the ground.
 
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Name, Age:
Oliver Castro, 18

Race, Role:
Student
Gender, Sexuality:
Male, N/A

Abilities:
Precognition, Spirit Vision, Telekinesis

Location: Science Class
With: Avoiding everyone, Open
Mood: Cautious



Why was he even here? At least, Oliver wished he could ask himself that as his silent footsteps attempted to get into class unnoticed. In reality, he knew exactly the reason for entering this rambunctious room; it got him off the streets. At the very least he could hone in on his abilities a bit more for a bit and ditch if things became too much of a problem. But Oliver would much rather complain at the moment than think about it rationally. Especially as the voices from the room made it so he barely had to focus on keeping his footsteps silent.

He made note of the exceptionally loud ones, such as the blondie with the overbearingly brought clothing, or whatever that little thing that started shouting greetings to everyone was. There were a couple of weird-looking people, definitely on his list to avoid. Oliver had enough troubles already as a misfit, he didn't need to be grouped in with more of them. The more he could keep a low profile, the better.

Of course, that also reasonably meant making some minor relations. Being too alone would draw suspicions itself and attract the more curious fellows. A simple job of finding who would bother him the least, wouldn't take him more than a day to pick out one or two from the heads.

Would it be better to play nice? Or perhaps to play the shy type? The former usually gave better results but was much harder to keep up as a front. Shy might let him get away with more of his usual self, he didn't need to be so friendly that overbearing types tried to get way too close anyways.

His personality was calibrating as his eyes moved from the crowd to pick out a seat.
A small hunch that made him look even smaller than he already was by the first two steps.
His eyes darted cautiously to anyone he had to get within three feet of, as if wary of their intentions despite no words being spoken by steps three and four.
Hands stuffed in his giant jacket pockets by five and six.
And from then he was the nervous shy kid.

It would probably be difficult to draw back any rude comments he'd want to let out, but this way gave him the excuse to get away if anyone was particularly a problem. He slid to a seat in the back of the room, hopefully, the same space he'd be able to acquire in all future classes to come, and his missed first period.

Right, he'd probably have to see someone about that missed first period. But he had much rather spent that precious hour scouting the place, finding nooks and crannies for his escapades and escape routes if he wanted to avoid someone. Would make the rest of this first day a lot more bearable at the very least.




 
Fallon Korlov
Location: Science
Mentions: Science gang :)))
Interactions: Open <3


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The young woman paced the halls, occasionally glancing into the classroom window.

Late

The word burned its way into her mind. In all her years of existing she'd never been late. In fact, she was fairly certain she wasn't even late being born. But now... she checked her phone. Definitely late. Fallon sighed, standing here wasn't going to stop the clock. What's the worst that could happen anyway? She'd seen several kids enter the classroom and they were still alive. Maybe the teacher didn't mind a couple of tardies? It was the first day after all.

Fallon stopped, turning now to face the door. Slowly, the nervous girl faded away, now replaced with the confident heiress she was raised to be. She gave herself another second to reflect before entering the room.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I lost my way." She dipped her head in a polite bow. It wasn't a total lie, she did get lost. But it was less being lost and more getting distracted.
But no one had to know that. Fallon scanned the room, she'd read somewhere that students tend to avoid the row closest to the teacher's desk. Wonder why. She shrugged, assuming the worst that could happen was being called on. Quietly, she made her way to the first row and chose the first available seat she saw. Only when she was finally seated did reality begin to sink in.

She'd done it. She'd actually left! She couldn't remember the last time she'd left the estate. And, she glanced around the room again, she's attending a real school! Fallon couldn't help the triumphant smile that had spread across her face. While she waited for class to start, she pulled out one of her favorites books and began to read.
 
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Hoshi Yoshida
Location: Science Class
Interacting: Bubbly Brontosaurus Bubbly Brontosaurus Japanime Japanime Huntertabbysandshark3 Huntertabbysandshark3
Mentions: Bubbly Brontosaurus Bubbly Brontosaurus Japanime Japanime Huntertabbysandshark3 Huntertabbysandshark3

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Hoshi could only respond to Sable's brief fit of embarrassment with a light, understanding laugh. He knew that it probably didn't mean anything, and that it was just a result of her shyness. "It's okay, thanks, Sable! Don't worry. You're pretty, too!" Surely he was just adding more flame to the fire, but he couldn't help but return a compliment where it was due. He awkwardly rubbed the back of his head, chuckling quietly once again as Mono covered her mouth.

Moxxie allowing him to invite whoever he wanted made Hoshi smile, but his smile quickly drooped to a half-frown when Vox reacted negatively to his greeting. When Prim apologized for the black haired boy's attitude, he shook his head and gave her a thumbs up. "You don't need to apologize, Prim!" he turned to Vox-- who still refused to look back at him-- with determined eyes. "Vox, I'll prove to you that I'm worth being your friend one day!" he slammed his fist into his chest, as if he were making some sort of internal promise to himself, and grinned at him. "I'm sure of it!"

He realized he was starting to get a little too loud for class, but his concern for how audible he was was completely thrown out of the window when a somewhat-familiar head of white hair caught his eye as it approached him. "Chita!! You got my name right this time!" he exclaimed, waving back at his friend with a beaming smile. "Sit, sit! I'm gonna go work out with some of these guys later. You should definitely come with us!" when Chita was then approached by an... extremely tall girl, Hoshi saluted him off to speak to her, turning his attention back to the others who weren't already talking to someone else-- including another extremely tall, glowing boy who had approached them with a loud greeting. "Yo! You shouldn't talk to loud, or the teacher might get mad!" he didn't realize that his own voice was disruptively loud as well, so he continued talking. "I'm Hoshi! So, what do you guys like to do for fun?" Hoshi had subconsciously begun using conversation as a way to avoid the fact that he was in class, and that he would possibly have to do schoolwork in a few minutes depending on what their teacher's decision was.​
 
Michio
Michio bit into the apple that had been offered to him with a crisp crunch, waving in the late students. It was only the first day so he could afford to be lenient. He chewed for a few seconds, eyes lighting up at the next person to ask. "Oh, good question," he remarked, though with his mouth full of tart fruit it ended up sounding more like gibberish than anything else.

He swallowed, licking his lips clean of any excess juice. "Well, superpowered humans happen to have a very unique genetic makeup. Scientists believe that that's the reason behind the development of our powers and enhanced bodies but they aren't quite sure of how those sorts of genes mutated. Least of all how they work and how they managed to emerge from so many different, unrelated people sixty years ago. Maybe one of you will figure it out once you're older but as of now it's a mystery."





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Chita Goukiatsu

Screenshot 2021-04-16 120708.png Chita sat at a desk near Hoshi for a brief moment. When Hoshi mentioned he was going to be working out with some other people later, he took the time to observe the people he was referring to. "Albino?" That thing they called him seemed to not be apart of his vocabulary as he was frozen in confusion trying to figure out what it was. He shook it off and finally responded to Hoshi. "Okay!" Didn't take much for Chita to be interested and want to tag along. He thought it would be fun and a good chance to get to know some of his other classmates and make some new friends. Although he did find some of the people Hoshi was talking to to be weird. Aside from that, speaking of new friends, Chita heard a familiar call from somewhere else in the classroom. He'd turn to see his other newfound friend, Margate. "Hey, Margate!!!" A broad grin expanded on his face as he got up and walked over to her, waving off to Hoshi. "I missed you!" The white-haired boy plopped down on a desk rather than a seat and stared at Margate with an idiotic smile.

Location: Science Class
Interaction: Nobody Special Nobody Special Huntertabbysandshark3 Huntertabbysandshark3
Mention: Nobody Special Nobody Special Huntertabbysandshark3 Huntertabbysandshark3 Bubbly Brontosaurus Bubbly Brontosaurus




Tanosuke Hitarashi

Screenshot 2021-04-16 122535.png The stomps of a beast echoed throughout the halls. Those steps only got closer and closer to the science class. Eventually the door to the science class swung open with great force, so much in fact, it'd slam back into the same wall it was attached to. A ticking bomb stood at the entrance of the room. "Tch." With an apparent frown on his face, Tanosuke scanned the room. He seemingly had no care about the door or the possibility he could've just broke it, or disrupted the class. "What a bunch of losers." The young boy didn't even think about how late he was. His mindset was that the teacher had better been glad he showed up at all. Treading to one of the seats in the back, he dropped his belongings and plopped into the seat like he was at home. To further comfort himself, he had the nerve to kick his feet up on the desk and recline in his chair. Tanosuke took the time to observe his classmates and their teacher.

Location: School Halls > Science Class
Interaction: Open
Mention: Pretty much anyone in the class who noticed the door.​
 
High Voltage (Vox, Prim, Sable, Mono, Neo, and Moxxie)
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interactions: Gao Gao (This bitch) jinxxes jinxxes (kinda cute boy, I DONT LIKE HIM THOUGH SHUT UP and some tiny kid) and SCIENCE GANG
Mentions: Japanime Japanime (Albino, redhead) Aeris Aeris (some girl) qunqun qunqun (Blonde Cutie)

"I don't hate everyone just you"

Those words rang through her head like a hurricane into a forest fire. "Wow, looks like pretty boy has some spark, you have fun with that kid." Mono as he rested back into his chair. Prim slammed her fist down on her table, turning to Grayson. "You think your some tough shit huh? like nothing can hurt you? but you're just scared little boy, get the fuck over it, take a page from Neos book and try shutting the fuck up for once," Prim walked closer as she said this, looking into his eyes, having heard the evidence earlier that he liked cats, and her power allowed her to know everything she needed just from looking at him. "oh and cats FUCKING SUCK" Mono turned. "Bro, I'm a cat." "I hate you too." "That's Fair." Vox grinned for once this entire class, finding this really funny as he looked at Grayson with a crooked grin like a little shit. "Don't get cute with me sweetheart, I will FUCKING bury you." As Prim said fucking she slammed her fist into Grayson's desk, leaving a semi-large crack in it. "Look it's like you now Grayson, crooked," Prim said with an annoyed tone as she turned from Grayson, walking back to her seat, glancing to the red-haired boy who entered quickly looking away and sitting down.

Sable's whole face went red when he called her pretty too. "O-Oh... r-really...? y-you think so....?" "Nah dude sables hot, not pretty-" "M-Mono!" "Yea?" "D-Dont!" Vox chuckled when Hoshi said they'd be friends, already in a better mood because of prim. "Kay," Mono looked at Chita brush it off like it was nothing, and just shrugged. "So is albino not coming then?" Mono asked Hoshi, not really caring either way. Vox looked at the girl who just walked in, noticing she was rather tall, so he stood up, he almost reached the ceiling, but he was taller than her, that's all that mattered to him. He grinned as he sat back down like the giant he was, the chair below him making small cracking noises slightly as he repositioned himself. A new boy walked in, Neo took note of him, he looked like a weirdo. Vox took note of him, he looked like fun, most of the people in this room other than sable, some blonde cutie, and prim were ugly to him, but then he saw Ollie, he liked tiny boys, ollie was exactly his type so Vox flashed him a flirty grin as he entered, her sharp canines glinting in the light. "What do we do for fun?" Mono asked as he made a face to show he didn't care. "We do lots of things, like our tribal Friday, sometimes we play truth or dare together, one time Sable and Prim-" "I l-like climbing up into really t-tall trees and reading!" Sable interrupted not wanting mono to finish that sentence. She thought back to the time where Mono threw rocks at her to try to knock her out and got a shiver, that was a traumatizing incident. "We play video games a lot, But Sable and I are the best," Prim said with a big grin. "Shut up prim, no one was talking to you." "Shut the fuck up Mono, you wear underwear on your head when you sleep," Mono growled slightly, annoyed that prim would share such a private hobby of his. Neo sat quietly, early waiting for the teacher's lesson, staring at him with blank emotionless eyes, not blinking. Vox glanced over to Moxxie who was flirting with some girl, he rolled his eyes and looked back down to his table, scratching a skull into the desk with his sharp ring. Vox was really disappointed that he didn't see any blonde girls, this was going to be a long fucking year. "W-What do you d-do for fun... H-Hoshi...?"
 
Name, Age:
Oliver Castro, 18

Race, Role:
Student
Gender, Sexuality:
Male, N/A

Abilities:
Precognition, Spirit Vision, Telekinesis

Location: Science Class
Mood: Cautious



Why did it keep just getting louder and louder? New people kept on coming in, covering the room like ants. The thought made him shudder, that and- His green eyes darted up as he felt the stare of someone on him. If he wasn't so pale already the color would've probably drained from his face at how big that guy looked.

Hatred bubbled within him instantly.

Oliver wanted to send something flying towards him and knock his teeth right out of the grin. But that would be a horrendously stupid idea and would probably get him killed, he had better survival instincts than that after all. Which was why no trace of that hatred was detected on his face as his careful gaze stayed on Vox. With slow movements, he looked around to where else that obnoxious grin might've pointed to, knowing very well he wouldn't find anything and played confused.

Thankfully, the giant man's eyes had gone back down to something else. Good, he didn't want that attention on him, it was infuriating. Oliver sure hoped no one could read his mind here, the chances were probably that someone could after all. Hopefully, it wasn't a passive skill that would let them hear him 24/7, an active one could be hidden against.

And right now he didn't need anyone reading the petty thoughts that overtook him to get back at that horrid stare. It seemed he was using a ring, scratching into a desk. Oliver's gaze quickly honed in, and he made a slight flick of the wrist to give a tug to the ring. At the very least it should mess up the pathetic little drawing, he was hoping the pull was strong enough to yank it out of his hand though out of the surprise. It sounded fun to make him get up, perhaps he could also move the chair out from under him if he needed to sit down again. That would probably be too obvious. It would be an idea to stay in his imagination.

He made sure to bring his look back down to avoid seeming like a cause of it. Again, the thought of a mind reader popped into his head. He wasn't used to so many gifted individuals in one place that his paranoid thoughts had to keep going back to that. The idea of someone prying like that disgusted him just as much as that predatory grin he was bitching about.








Name, Age:
Lucien Quinn, 18

Role:
Student
Gender, Sexuality:
Male, Pansexual

Abilities:
Light Absorption and Manipulation

Location: Science Class
Mood: Playful


Grayson was such an easy read with cats, he couldn't help the grin that spread on his face as the ever so specific instructions poured out from him. While ridiculous in reality, Lucien would follow them for Grayson's sake. Plus, it wouldn't be his first rodeo making homemade animal treats. He had his own dog at home, Rosie, who is probably one of the most spoiled dogs in existence.

But his planned comments of assurance were quickly disrupted as Prim fired back from Grayson's attitude. There were two thoughts that immediately raced through his mind as the situation took an aggressive turn.

One: To hope this diffuses quickly and easily as both of these two apparently just had to snap at each other.
Two: His undeniable attraction to girls aggressive girls that was fighting to take over.

It was impossible to hide a blush at her sharp nature, but he at least managed to bite his tongue and not say anything totally stupid that would get him killed, despite the thought being incredibly tempting. It was hard to tell if the idea of pissing her off more or getting on her good side was more desirable to him. But he quickly buried that thought down as his face returned to normal color to look back at the gloomy victim of the evening, trying to gauge his reaction on what just went down.

Lucien guessed he might need to draw Grayson back in with cat talk to stop him from bitching himself into an early grave. "I promise I won't disappoint Oatmeal." He kept his voice easily steady despite the emotional explosion that just occurred. "I'll be handing out everything tomorrow morning before class~" Betting on the fact that he'd have a roommate to hopefully be able to wake him up early enough.

Not to mention he still had no idea Grayson didn't actually own a cat and this whole thing was ridiculous.

 
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Grayson Lavicchi
Interactions: jinxxes jinxxes (Lucien) + Bubbly Brontosaurus Bubbly Brontosaurus (Prim + Vox + Mono) + Science gang heeey
Location: Science class ily


Luci was grinning.

"You're smiling." Grayson observed, grumpy expression in return to the happy boy. "Stop it. I don't like it." Some things scared Grayson. Few and far between. Evil Lucien smiling was now one of them.

A hit into a nearby desk and he knew immediately it was flamingo girl. Lucky him. All he wanted to do was discuss the cat cookie with Lucien and he had been interrupted once more.

He turned his head to watch her completely go off the rails. Not what he was expecting. Felt like he reached that point too easy with just one response. She was angry. Therefore Grayson felt like he still had control over the situation. He was winning. Silent glee filled him from this observation.

He did frown at the 'cats suck' comment. They did not SUCK. Seemed the cat thing? Cat guy?- tried to object as well. Grayson only glanced to Mono and back to Prim, who approached and hit her fist into his desk. Rude. Barbaric. More property damage. This now brings our total to five. Window shattered, desk flying, wall damaged by aforementioned desk, door slammed from newcomer's entrance, desk damaged by Flamingo's rage.

He did have to set his jaw to stop the threat of a smile at the 'I will bury you' comment. He found it ironic. Seeing dead people and all that. He had weird humour.

Perhaps Lucien's presence and attempt at dragging him back with cat conversation was helping Grayson hold back. Because surprisingly the male didn't lash out. His unhappy features did not change but it wasn't like he was clambering over desks to go throttle the girl to death.

"You're right, you're right." Grayson relented, stubborn attitude dwindling from the verbal attack. That previous hostility was easing. Behaving. "I have been rude." He was surrendering despite such a hit to his pride. Very strange for Grayson to actually take responsibility for his behaviour.

Simply because he wasn't. Grayson was never in the wrong. Ever.

"I just hate troll-dolls." He had picked fight. Incite the villainy. "Perhaps you never developed mentally past your toddler years. Temper tantrums should be rare at your age." Yeeeeeess. Chaos.

His gaze slid to Vox who was smiling and looking awfully smug. Grayson narrowed his eyes. He didn't like that. Attack, oh pale one.

"Is this your pet? Give it another steroid, he's deflating." He gasped enthusiastically and turned to Lucien with a snarky idea. "You could make him a doggy treat. Cookie for balloon boy." He was now dragging the happy disco ball into this absolute mess.

Grayson glared back to Prim and Vox, well aware he shouldn't be pissing off either of them. Both belonged to that loud obnoxious group and he had no doubt they'd all jump at his throat if he kept this up. Not to mention Vox was very tall and far more built than him. Prim had a temper. Mono... Mono was just Mono. So he didn't have any snippy comment for the cat guy. He hadn't done anything to annoy Grayson yet.

Nevertheless, Grayson was horribly stubborn and wasn't about to apologise for a thing. Sorry was not part of his vocabulary.

"Never liked the Power Rangers."

With his final remark he turned away scowling like usual. Being called crooked did piss him off a bit. He crossed his arms and tapped a finger against his sleeve in attempt to focus on the teacher, pushing any rise of anger back down before things started moving on their own. It was class two. He would not lose it in the second class of the day. He was trying to BEHAVE.

"She can have a little cheese." Grayson said quietly, back to Lucien and Oatmeal. He wasn't looking at the male and was just watching the front of the class. Trying to focus on anything other than the drama he caused. "Only a little."

Some silence.

"... Can cats eat cheese?"
 
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Amethyst Lightwood
Interactions: Bubbly Brontosaurus Bubbly Brontosaurus {Prim}
Mentions: SCIENCE GANG + Gao Gao {Grayson} + qunqun qunqun {Lucien}
Location: Science Room
She had tuned out the two boys and whatever was going on and now just focusing on her desk. Sketching a drawing on the edge of the paper. Nothing big just a face. Amethyst was trying to get better at sketching them. If she ever wanted into a good art collage she had to do many different mediums. Not that she had really looked into it yet, though a hopeful chance she could carry on with Glassblowing.

She reached her hand up and brushed her hair back into the messy bun it was in. Even messier than this morning. Should have just left it down. She clenched her jaw and narrowed her eyes at the paper, angry at her fashion choices this morning. Pencil marks getting heavier before someone slammed on a desk. Her eyes shot up and straight to the girl. Bright pink hair. A nice fashion statement and her outfit went along well with it.

The girl seemed to know her style and that was good. Respectable. But the female seemed angry. At what? Amethyst didnt know- she wasnt paying attention. Her purple eyes watched the female as she moved back to the group of people and watch them interact with them. She was staring- wait thats rude! She quickly looked back down at her notebook, trying to focus on a new sketch, clear what it was yet. She was tired of trying with that one.

The female from earlier then said something about one of the boys wearing underwear on his head and Amethyst let out a giggle.

"That was funny."

She tilted her head up from the sketch and grinned at Prim. Listening to Graysons comments, those werent nice at all. Asshole move plus the female seemed to have a temper, though temper wasnt bad. She liked friends with temper. Now would be a good time to say something to avoid more damage from anyone.

"You look so lovely! Your outfit matches so well! And your hair! By the gods I love your hair! Its so colorful! Pink is a lovely color to paint with as well!"

She was studying the female maybe for a second to long. Did she like to paint? She looked like someone who might like that. What about music? Everyone had to like music probably not classical like Amethyst though. She quickly blinked before speaking again, smoothing a hand down her emerald green crop top.

"Sorry it was rude of me not to introduce myself first. Im Thia! Whats your name?"



 
Hinako Uramoto
Location ~ Science Class
Interaction ~ Japanime Japanime
Mention ~ Japanime Japanime
Screenshot 2021-04-16 180626.png Sitting somewhere off to the side, but near the middle, was a beautiful brunette. She flicked her silky brown hair ever so majestically behind her shoulders.

"Ugh... This class is so rowdy." She cringed at the obnoxious behavior her peers displayed.

"Did they forget they were in a classroom? They must be idiots."

Hinako jolted at the sudden movement towards the entrance of the classroom. Some crazy redhead had kicked the door open. She did not enjoy being startled like that in addition to no good reason. Waiting until the redhead walked by and sat down, she turned back to him and spoke.

"There's a knob on the door for a reason. Use it."

The frown on her face was cute, yet serious. A slight red tinge appeared on her cheeks which always happened when she got upset. She was not blushing. Observing the foul student some more, she was awed by his bold behavior.

"Are you stupid? Just where do you get off thinking you can act this way in a school?"

The look in her eyes were stern. She folded her arms and waited for a reply. Or rather, lousy excuse.
 
Natalla Rice-18- fly,winged cat.

I signed up for this school because, a) I really need to get a grip on these powers and, b) as much as I hate it I have to make some atleast half friends. I walk up to the school and sign in. Some time later.....
I walk toward...hmmmmm.... I glance at the paper. Science. I walk into an empty room.."well this isnt the right room." I turn around and walk in another direction. Soon I begin hearing talking. Ahhhh this must be the right place. I hesitate before walking in. There's so many people in here, where do I sit? "Ah, hello there...um...peoples."


Jade-17- dragon, moth.

"Mom! Gross!" I furiously wipe off the kiss. "Auugg. Why did you sign me up here, I don't want to go to school my shifting is perfectly fine." To bad, your going now git, learn something this time, ok sweetie." She says in a fierce loving tone. "Yes, yes, fine." Why do I try anymore to deni doing the things she signs me up for when I know it won't work? I wave goodbye and trudge into this school. Sometime later I walk into a hallway and hear alot of people talking. My palms get sweaty and I can feel antenna trying to form. No, no no No, I force down the panic and calm down a bit. It's just people....I'm fine.....it will be fine. Then I walk in.
 
Primrose Griffin (Featuring Mono and Vox)
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interactions: jinxxes jinxxes (This pervert he's cute though) Cello. Cello. (This cute girl) Gao Gao (This mother fucker)

Prim heard something in Luci's head when she slammed her hand down “I would pay her to smack me like that god damn” What the fuck? Prim was distraught by this but she snapped out of it filling with absolute hatred after hearing the tantrum comment, she turned to Grayson, punching him in the face so hard that it most likely broke his nose. "Your welcome, now it's not crooked anymore." Prim brushed her palm off after punching him. Vox growled at Grayson after hearing what he said, standing up from his table like the giant he was, walking over to Grayson and punching his fist down into Grayson's table, obliterating it into oblivion as Grayson laid on the floor in a pile of his broken chair and table. "Keep my name out of your mouth preppy." Vox turned back sitting in his chair, glaring back at Grayson for a second. "You think you're so fucking sly, well have fun playing make-believe because, in reality, you're a smug bitch that no one likes, open your fucking eyes, GRAY GRAY, you look like a preppy accountant with no life, a dirty cat is all you're ever going to have in life, a dirty fucking cat BECAUSE DOGS ARE BETTER, YOU LIMP DICKED TROLL, how the fuck did you even get here? did someone leave your cage open?" Prim said with a smirk, knowing he hated being called gray gray from her power. Prim turned over to Amethyst who was talking to her. "You like my hair...? it naturally like this... BUT it's not like I care what you think okay? just- thanks I guess" Prim rested her shoulders as she looked at Amethyst. "You aren't rude like this monkey, he's living proof that humans can live without a brain." Prim brushed her long pink hair behind her ear. "I'm Primrose, but you can call me Prim If you want too I guess."

Mono "accidentally", kicked prim in the butt, sending her falling forward into Luci's lap. Prim gasped, looking over to Luci, she had a hand on his chest, her lap against his- OH MY GOD NO. She heard another Luci thought
“Oh god.... she's really hot. Wait focus, she's ready to kill Grayson!” Prim's cheeks flushed red as she stopped paying attention to anything besides Luci. Prim, while still in his lap, grabbed onto Luci's Collar, pulling him closer to her "W-What're you looking at, idiot?!" Prim's face was so red as she looked to Amethyst for help, then back to Luci, biting her lip nervously, although it may have come off a different way when she bit her lip.​
 
Name, Age:
Lucien Quinn, 18

Role:
Student
Gender, Sexuality:
Male, Pansexual

Abilities:
Light Absorption and Manipulation

Location: Science Class
Mood: Serious


This was getting out of control way too fast. Why couldn't Grayson just keep his mouth shut? Still, as things got physical the hairs on the back of Lucien's arms stood on end. Grayson was being an ass, sure. But this was going too far. He hadn't had enough time to act immediately, having been caught off guard by Prim's return and hit, then how giant Vox was while standing. But he wasn't going to ignore what happened.

Especially as the pink fury was pushed into him. His grip was strong to make sure they didn't tumble over, then she seemed to be turning that attitude towards him. With the risk of tumbling down out of the way, he of course did release his touch as he didn't need a misunderstanding. His hand did, however, move up to her wrist, a light tug to silently ask her to release the hold of his shirt."There were better ways to handle that situation." His tone was deeper than how he spoke before, almost like a disappointed parent.

"This isn't a combat class, nor an appropriate use of violence." His head gave a small tilt as he continued, "I understand how what he said is upsetting, but no need to get yourself expelled on the first day from fighting."

His eyes darted to Grayson, "That means keep your comments to yourself as well." Back to Primrose, gaze steady and careful. At least he wasn't getting so flustered over how pretty she was now. "You don't have to get along with each other, but civility is still an option. And if you need a punching bag there are far more suitable candidates to spar with." Emphasizing spar as there was no need for senseless beat downs. "I'll take both big guy and you at once if you'd like, or find someone else for doubles. Let's just do things properly from now on, yeah?" He raised a brow, hoping this was an acceptable solution for this endeavor.

Primrose did seem to have a temper, after all, he didn't want this to escalate more. Her comments came intelligently enough though that he hoped she had enough sensibility to see that this needed to calm down. Grayson, he had a little less hope for in that case. Hopefully, the hit would keep him from speaking up for now out of the reasonable idea of not getting beat up more.




Name, Age:
Oliver Castro, 18

Race, Role:
Student
Gender, Sexuality:
Male, N/A

Abilities:
Precognition, Spirit Vision, Telekinesis

Location: Science Class
Mood: Cautious, Nervous



With the rate this period was going, Oliver was about ready to pack it up and ditch this school for good already. He could feel the twitch of his eye as he fought back the growing resentment that would cause a power surge. He had better control than that, no way was he breaking a few light bulbs on his first day. A deep breath in managed to suppress the bubbling feeling within him and just process the information fo what went down.

It appeared the gloomy guy in the suit spoke a bit too out of turn and ended up in some deep shit because of it. The blondie with the voice way too upbeat seemed to have gotten a bit more serious to try and settle the situation. Up close it probably wasn't noticeable, but Oliver could see the posture shift that was prepared in case things continued on a violent course. It appeared he wasn't just an annoying face, but rather had some experience under his belt. All the more reason to avoid him.

Worst of all was still the big guy. Oliver, tapped his finger on the desk in annoyance, green eyes on him as if he could stare a hole right through him. Watching him go back to his seat after being, as expected for his giant size, annoyingly violent made him want to pull out the chair from under him even more. He's an idiotic brute, that'll get you snapped in two. Oliver had to remind himself to avoid the temptation.

Which meant trying to distract himself, his most often way to do that was to fiddle with this telekinetically. He had a couple of dumb things in his pocket to work with that, some spare coins, paper balls, just random things he could feel swirl around. He brought out a dime, nice and silver. He liked shiny objects, a small gleam if the light hit it right. The tip of his finger rested on the top of the coin, barely touching it as his power twirled it on the desk so he could feel the edge spin against his pale skin. It was grounding, to just focus on the way it felt and the small gleam.

On the other hand, this was where a bit of a problem often kicked in. For his dime was too normal and boring and he sought after new amusement. From the burning glares he had sent so often to Vox, his mind unknowingly latched on to the silver that peeked from his back pocket. A little skull on a chain, and likely more secrets inside. He hadn't meant to start pulling at it, trying to drag it over, sometimes it just happened.

He only noticed as he felt the pull of the chain stopping it from budging. His brain immediately shutting off the use of his powers to let the coin and the chained wallet he had been tugging on drop.

Don't look, don't look. He kept his posture in that hunched position, sliding the dime just with his finger instead of his powers. It would make sense to look this way if he could feel the direction it was going. That doesn't mean you're in trouble just yet. He'd done stupider things after all and ensured survival.


 
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Yanni
interaction: Bubbly Brontosaurus Bubbly Brontosaurus (vox)​
out of all the group there, only one person, in particular, caught Yanni's attention a boy that was a little taller than his sister... though not anywhere near as tall as their father.. in fact, if he remembered correctly they both were still growing.. not that those through actually when through Yanni's head for more then a moment as the bright glowing male large wings fluttered not really moving him much but he did get close up to the very super tall man as he glowed even more. vox would feel clearly more energetic as would anyone around Yanni because that was how Yanni worked and it let him hover just a little bit higher. and then booping the poor giant man on the noise.. sending the power of 200 cups of coffee into the guy. "hey.. I'm Yanni your really tall that's cool kinda like me and my sister except you don't umm.. violate the laws of physics yeah" Yanni said cheerfully to the guy
 
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Naomi Tachibana
Location: Science
Interacts: Bubbly Brontosaurus Bubbly Brontosaurus (Moxxie)
Mentions: Ineptitude Ineptitude and Peckinou Peckinou (Yokonu) Nobody Special Nobody Special (Hoshi)

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Naomi had been aware the question had caught a couple of students' attention. What she was not expecting was a student to shout in agreement. She rested her head on her arms, attempting to hide her now flushed face. It felt like a lifetime had passed before she finally heard the teacher's voice. Slowly, Naomi raised her head so she could listen.

A genetic makeup huh. She thanked Michio before returning to her thoughts. In all honestly, she had kinda figured. It would make sense that humans' genes would develop over time to gain such a skill. But why did they need to adapt? What happened? She was ashamed she couldn't recall any events that would cause such a mutation. Not at the moment anyway. A new question was forming in her mind now. Could you take a human's powers away? She'd yet to hear about it happening. But surely it would be possible. After all, there had to be plenty of people who wanted to know the same thing. She began to raise her hand again, but the question didn't get to leave her mouth this time.

Someone sat down next to her and Yokonu, instantly beginning to talk. Naomi's face had been red before, but now it was practically on fire. She wasn't used to this kind of attention, heck, she was still getting used to talking to the kids here! Naomi shot a panicked look to Yokonu before glancing back at the boy.

"Um..." She paused, "We weren't really talking about much." She opted out of telling him about Yokono's power. Not that she would've anyway, it was rude to talk about other people, even if it was positive. "Thank you...?" Naomi hadn't meant it to come out as a question, but she was still processing the series of events that had just happened.

"I'm sorry," She covered her face in a weak attempt to hide her flush," That wasn't supposed to be a question... I meant just to thank you."

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Fallon Korlov
Location: Science
Mentions: Everybody kindaaa??
Interacts: Bubbly Brontosaurus Bubbly Brontosaurus (Mono)
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Fallon wanted to read. She had her heart set on reading. But she couldn't bring herself to so much as look at the first word. This was her first day as a normal girl and she was choosing to read. Fallon sigh before gently placing the book on her desk. She turned in her seat so she could better scan the room. The students were all lively, there was no denying that. For the most part, they had all formed a group of some kind.

Was she too late? Maybe she should've hurried a bit this morning, but then she wouldn't have gotten to explore...and she did get lost...


She bit her lip as she mulled over her options. Stay seated. Or go make some friends. Fallon made up her mind fairly quick, she rose from her seat hesitating for a second to look at the students around her.

Instead of walking to one of the groups, Fallon seated herself a couple of seats over, next to a boy with cat ears. She offered a bright smile- the same smile she used when speaking to her father's clients. "Hello! Are you excited to be here?"

Was that an appropriate greeting? Fallon thought it over in her head. She knew she was excited to be here, but she supposed not everyone liked school. She shrugged, if he was, he was and vice versa. More importantly. could he be trusted? Fallon's smile never faltered, but she remained wary nonetheless.
 
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Grayson Lavicchi
Interactions: jinxxes jinxxes (Lucien) + Bubbly Brontosaurus Bubbly Brontosaurus (Vox + Prim) + Science gang hiii
Location: Science class - School hallway goodbye lmao



Maybe Grayson should have expected it. But in his eyes he hadn't done anything wrong. Prim insulted him first, he just fired back. Speaking of which.

A fist fired into his face.

Pain erupted throughout his sinuses, hand going to cup his nose as he reeled from the hit. She had struck him. Grayson was horrified. Someone had actually HIT him. Flamingo, out of all people. FLAMINGO HIT HIM. How dare she.

He was idle for a few moments to process it, not hearing much from the ache through his skull and stars in his vision. It sounded like white noise. Something about accounting? He liked numbers. He liked mathematics. Maybe being an accountant wouldn't be too bad...? Cozy office, coffee. Maybe an office pet... Stay focused. Something warm was on his skin. He shook his head to clear the static.

Grayson pulled his hand away, suspicion confirmed seeing red over his fingers. His nose was bleeding. Thank-you Flamingo. The male was not bothered by blood, he was however, bothered of it being on him. On his hand. On the cuff of his shirt. Mess. Improper.

"At least I can count." He mumbled defensively, still trying to get his dazed thoughts in order from the punch. Had rattled his brain a bit and left him quieter than usual.

He pressed his hand back over his nose with a pained scowl and stood up to depart and clean up, only to see Vox had also stood and made his way over. Grayson narrowed his eyes in rivalry. The considerable height difference did not scare him. Only issue is, Grayson was not a physically aggressive person. He'd snap at somebody but never physically hurt them. Not intentionally, anyway.

Not going to lie he was slightly nervous if this guy was going to strike him as well. Grayson's thoughts did begin to travel if he should hurl the guy across the room. That was quickly dismissed. He would not be attacking anybody. It was too dangerous to start throwing people about even if he was getting ASSAULTED. Grayson just swallowed down the rise of nervousness, watching the guy smash the desk into debris.

Okay.

Okay.

This is fine.

How does one react to a threat from a beast of a man?

Insult him more.

"Is that meant to be scary..?" Not as snarky as he usually sounded since his voice was muffled from behind the hand. "The accountant says you look like a chewed up piece of gum." Seemed Grayson just wanted to die today. He winced again from the ache in his face and relented his remarks. Flamingo hit hard. He was more focused on the pain than pissing off power rangers.

His gaze slowly slid to where the EVIL Prim was, attacker now seated on Lucien's lap. Not sure why or how. Grayson wasn't about to ask. Luci seemed to be sobered from that usual personality he had and was reprimanding Flamingo for her behaviour. It made Grayson feel quite smug seeing Prim being told off. Until he got the same treatment.

"She started it?!" He hissed at Lucien, a very immature reply to the male's attempt at diffusing the situation. Grayson was seething from this, perplexed at how he could be held liable for any of it. She insulted first, and she punched him. "Don't bother helping her. She needs medication, the psycho."

He was not going to sit in the room with blood running down his face while the teacher munched his apple or whatever he was up to for the rest of class.

"Enjoy your lawsuit." He muttered at Prim as he moved past to leave. He might have mumbled an 'excuse me', to the teacher as he left. Hard to tell from the muffling of his hand over his nose. Then he set off down the school hallway to find a bathroom. Or tissues. Something to stop the nosebleed.

Yet now being out of the room with a more calming atmosphere, the boy had time to reflect on his behaviours. While not kind, it wasn't like he was going to let Prim insult him. His conclusion remained the same, he had done nothing wrong. His classmates were evil.
 

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