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Fantasy Surnaturel Academy

Roth stood up straight for a but before he shook his head back and fourth so that he wasn't going to be dizzy and bump into more people on his way back to the tables. Once he had made it to the end of the table he stabbed the ends of the swords into the ground about shoulder width apart and lifted himself up and crossed his legs with the creases of his knees over the handles and let himself down over the handles and looked about at all the people talking amungst each other.
 
The well dressed and fabulous student looked around at his inferiors and then back to the ghost girl who was swinging a chicken? And she was a toilet ghost? And some idiot boy spinning around with over sized swords like some sort of toy? Truly the standards of this school were not as high as the brochures read.


He then look at some girl with ears talking away with a rock placed the desk with googly eyes. He said, "I didn't know this school allowed pets. If I give you a treat will you do a trick?" He then pelted a most luxuriously tasty cookie at the half-breed's head.
 
Masako watched the student with intense, but soft eyes. Her scythe was already long gone, and Kael was over by the armbands, leaving Masako separated from pretty much everybody. Masako was calm, but didn't leave her guard down because of a certain curse of hers that she had to be wary of. The girl with the cloak like clothing didn't do anything silly or weird like the rubber chicken and the dancing guy with the sword. Instead, she just stood there, silent as always, as she watched the student with eyes that were slowly filling themselves with interest in who exactly they were.
 
Roth had noticed a girl standing by herself and was wondering why she wasn't talking to anyone. He hopped up off the swords and pulled them out of the ground and dismissed them and started walking her direction as he pulled back his hood showing his long gray hair that was pulled up in a pony tail, he reached back and pulled the rest out of the hood and let it fall to his waist. "How come your not talking like the rest of them, you definitely seem like they wouldn't mind you being around."
 
Charlotte, seeing that one of the few tolerable people in this school was in danger, ducked down again, one of her arms rising from the railing in front of the bleachers, coming up to block the delicious discus of perfectly-baked death - and falling just short of grazing it with her fingertips, damn her petite French frame.
 
Masako shakes her head slowly. When she stops, she looks at him with her softened eyes, placing the tip of her index finger on her lips, showing him that she won't be saying even a single word. Masako found herself spinning slowly and in a somewhat cutish way, facing Kael, who was now behind her. Kael pats her head lightly on the top of the hood, which makes Masako go into an extremely childish state, like she were just praised by somebody she loved more than the world, which is basically what just happened between Masako and her brother.


"Sorry about my sister's silence. It's not that she doesn't want to talk to them or anything; it's more of she can't talk to them." Kael slowly removed his hand from Masako's head, once more having ignored the good seconds of his life he'd just lost to Masako's curse. With how long they've been just them together, Masako's probably stolen a year or so from Kael's life with her curse by now, maybe a bit more. "Well, it's complicated, so I won't realyl explain it right now. Let's just say for now that she can't touch, be touched by, or talk to others."


"Anyway, Masako, I'll be over there again. Knowing you, you should figure out a way to communicate. If not, just come get me and I'll talk for you, or give you some paper to write with." Kael walks off once more, leaving Masako there with Roth, not giving either of them even a second to stop him to talk or something. Masako taps her finger on her lips after turning back around to face Roth, trying to figure out how to communicate with him without causing any kind of unfortunate situations, like draining his life energy or giving him a massive headache with her touch and/or voice.
 
"Ah, fair enough, you don't have to explain it." Roth looked back to Masako as he pulled his hair over his shoulder and pulled out the hair tie and started braiding his hair which was a bit tricky with leather gloves on. " Forced to be silent doesn't sound like fun, normally I'm quiet but you seem like an interesting person to be around so I thought I would say hey, the name is Roth by the way."
 
"Nice trick but that wasn't for you." he said haughtily. He then summoned a dozen more various baked treats and sent them with a stylish spin towards his original target's area with no regard to collateral damage. After all it was food not a weapon so not like he could incur too much damage with this stunt.
 
"Well, it's a rock, so I didn't think the school would have a problem with-" Yumi began to explain, before a baked good pelted the side of her head.


A dozen more followed suite.


"...Oh."
 
Hanako's eyes widened as one, and then a dozen baked goods went flying at Yumi. The ghost immediately threw her body in between the Kitsune and the sweets. With both she and the mime on the job, she knew that they would be able to protect her.


"Heh, looks like in the end... I made a few friends after all," she said, giving Yumi a grin and a thumbs-up as the baked goods passed through her ghostly body and didn't block shit.
 
Josue smile as the ghost tried to protect the other girl with body in such a futile act. In that moment he had strengthen the goods' properties to not only move faster and impact a greater force, but also home in on her, and have the structural integrity to survive collision without well... crumbling like a cookie.


The end result was an itano circus of small baked goods sending the girl hurtling around the room as the other goods kept her ricocheting almost endlessly. "So I think I win in this class. Can we leave to do more interesting things now?"
 
Yumi only panicked as the snacks bounced with greater speed, beginning to smack her around like paintballs, leaving welts and bruises.


It was all she could do to duck under the table; even Hanako, in all her ghostly might, couldn't help her. Mostly because she had no corporeal form.


"It's like a tasty war zone!" she cried, even as duck and cover continued to fail her. Harry Truman was a liar.
 
X looked at Roth lazily and unamused, he personally prefered the trick where someone stands on the blade of a sword while another is holding it. He contemplated nullifying the Roth's AD but remembering what Margaret chewed him out for earlier. Clearly she dislikes it when he takes such actions but nonetheless he can't let goofing off slide in his class or it'll be just like Sengoku Era all over again. He saw another with a med kit and her friend with a rubber chicken. He boomed "Roth, Yumi, and Hanako stay after class! Failure to comply will mean immediate removal from my class, thus you'll spend your time here at desks."


Then the bell rung and students began leaving for their next class.


Yoh put his hand on Roth's shoulder and said "Trust me when I say this but you don't want to only have the boring classes, they're a nightmare of boredom." Then Yoh left to report to his next class.
 
Kael soon found himself with eight wristbands on, and several more rings hanging from his belt. He leaped straight in the air, swinging his rings around like crazy. Soon, he was standing atop the desk Yumi was hiding under, at least two thirds of the flying baked goods now cut into several pieces and knocked to the floor. In both hands, Kael held baked goods that he'd just lit up with his special light-stealing flames, turning them to ashes. "I don't like to burn food, but this food's rotten and doesn't deserve to exist."


Kael did a quick full-body rotation, sending all twenty or so rings at his waist flying out, still attached to the now extremely long set of belts around his waist. Just before he could do anything with them, the teacher interfered, so he brought back all of the rings, making all but the original two that were part of his outfit disappear. "You're a lucky guy. I was about to cut you up for such horrid treatment of food and people." Kael jumped off of the desk, heading towards the door slowly as he waited for Masako to catch up.


Masako never did follow Kael though. She stayed in the classroom, not really leaving at all. She was too interested in something to leave, but what it was was a mystery to even Masako herself. By the looks of things, only she could see what she was seeing, and to her, it was something extremely calming, yet at the same time, made her feel extremely hostile towards it. Masako didn't know what to do. It was either stand there and watch, or attack the thing of which only she could see, and nobody else had any way of knowing it was there.
 
Peter H. Stone pondered upon many things, again mostly about how much he didn't care, well really his hate for biologicals. Such an inferior brand of species. It was amusing when the sweets were flying around the room, well only slightly. Peter would have preferred other materials to be perfectly honest. He merely sat motionless on the desk. It appeared the Mongrel Valet was called to stay after class for, Peter could not determine a reason. It appeared he would be sitting motionless here for awhile. How dreary Peter thought to himself.
 
Yumi climbed out from under the desk, nervously wringing her skirt. She wasn't actually sure what she'd done to stay after class. Maybe she weapon'd wrong? They hadn't started drills; could she even have done that?


Beneath is all, Yumi wondered: What is even my life right now.
 
He laughed in great amusement at these feeble beings. Especially at the friends and the weakling who had been detained. And another hearty round of disparaging laughter at the other student with clearly sub-plebeian tastes that couldn't tell quality from fecal matter. The assault of baked goods ended and he set sights on the rock with the eyes and swiped it in front of the girl. He wanted to see just how weak she truly was or if she offered a challenge.


"I'll be taking this!" he said to her as he picked up the rock and left the class room. But not before punishing the fool for having such abhorrent bad taste. "Perhaps this might be more towards your liking peon." he said while snapping a finger. He'd then plaster the fool with a torrent of warm, bland, lumpy, and sticky porridge seemingly erupting from the aether before Josue would literally disappear and reappear in the cafeteria with his latest conquest in hand.


Staring at the rock deeply he contemplated at the rock's gaudy decoration. "How absolutely distasteful and silly... carrying a common stone with googly eyes no less"
 
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Peter found himself pontificating on philosophy as, hey a new valet, swiped him from the desk, in front of the Mongrel's eyes. Well, certainly they walk faster than the Mongrel. Peter then began to ponder upon rock formations, giving only the slightest of attention to where the new destination would await him. Certainly it would be a new ride, perhaps he'd be taken to some geological formation. However, he did not know the nature of this creature that took him, other than a gusto and a knack for the dramatic.
 
Hanako continued looking totally cool trying to protect Yumi but not protecting Yumi at all until the teacher shouted at them for some reason. She hoped that Yumi's heart was OK.


"Ha, I don't even go to this sch- I mean, yeah. It would be totally terrible. To be removed from this class and spend like 45 minutes at a desk playing video games instead."


Hanako tried to imagine what 45 minutes a day was to her 85 years of... existence, and decided that it wasn't but a blink. However, the Kitsune had much less time than she, and Hanako didn't want to get her in trouble somehow.


But as she waited for the supplementary lesson, that shiny boy from earlier stole Peter from Yumi and ran away. Hanako simply turned to Yumi with a look of utmost pity in her eyes.


"You poor thing..."


Truly this was the most pathetic, pitiable life in existence.
 
"Are you serious, ugh fine." Roth made his way to the table and waited to see what the teacher had in store as punishment "Yes, what is it that you wanted."
 
X adressed Yumi first. "Yumi I can see now you're not meant for direct combat. But rather you'd do well as a Support Specialist. Which is why until further notice both during this class and Abilities you'll be on a custom curriculum in which you learn how to use support abilities. I was able to conclude this from what happened earlier today, the fact you somehow got the AD to make a med kit, and the fact you have no powers if any that are suited for combat. You're dismissed."


He then turned to Hanako. "Hanako, your clearly not meant for a combat either but probably wouldn't be suited for support either. As such don't come to my classes anymore. Take this paper to the guidance conselor so she can sign you up for an extra intellectual course. Even if you're not suited for combat you may do well as a communications operator and you have the time on your hands to cram in some knowledge. This is how you can best help your friends and how you can avoid dealing with the exorcism team." X handed Hanako a note for the Guidance Counselor to place Hanako in extra intellectual courses.


He then turned to address Roth "I will not tolerate such a stunt again. You're suited for combat so I'm gonna keep you in my class. But I will be confiscating you ADs until tomorrow's class. Just place them on my desk. I can't have students goofing off in my class, not after what happened before. Dismissed."
 
Before she knew it, this new student had taken Yumi's old friend, leaving her covered in oatmeal. Something inside the girl snapped. Memories of her rock flashed before her eyes.


Picking up a stone outside the hospital at age nine, and gluing googly eyes onto it.


Taking Peter for a ride on her first bicycle


Taking Peter to the beach to look at the ocean


Reading books with Peter, his googly eyes sometimes also looking at the book.


Looking to the side of a hospital bed, and seeing Peter on the nightstand, with a stethoscope. Dr. Stein.


One memory stood out in particular. Yumi was ten, standing on the beach with her friend. An uncountable number of granules of sand passed between her toes, as the salty winds danced around her tongue.


"Peter," she asked, the stone in her hand.



"Do you think we'll be together forever?"



The rock remained silent. Yumi took that as a sign, a symbol of Peter's steadfastness and firm values
. He would never abandon her, always lend a listening ear, and would always be a source of amusement, because gosh were his eyes silly.


The young girl sighed, staring at the ocean and its mysterious depths. Someday, she knew, it would retake the earth.



In the present, Yumi fell to her knees, tears silently sliding down her cheeks. She faced forward, not speaking, not blinking. A dollop of oatmeal slid off her hair, hitting the ground with a wet splatter.


After a minute, she spoke.


"Hanako. What's it mean when you feel broken, but don't know how to express it with words?"


A stray pastry whizzed around, pelting Yumi on the side of the head.
 
Roth stayed at the desk until the others had left before he was going try and debate his 'stunt' and 'goofing off' with the teacher. Roth wasn't quite pleased with the way he had addressed his warming up with the swords, its the way that he had always done it.
 
"Hmmmm..... Okay fine I'll let you off with a warning but any further goofing off or something that can be perceived as such and you want get your ADs back for a long time. Dismissed." X said.


He then looked past Roth at Yumi on the ground and in tears, He wondered why she was in such a state, but a few more seconds if watching revealed she wasn't holding that odd looking rock she always running around with. He could hardly believe this was over just a rock, he decided to just let her bee he had already told her what he needed to. This didn't seem to require his intervention nor did she ask for it. So he just sat there and watched remembering the wives or sister of some of his students did the same at the end of the Edo era.
 
Roth still being a bit irritated at the teacher knowing that if he was going to go to the next class he was going to think about it all day. Roth picked up on of the AD of the table and handed it to the teacher "Would you mind doing me a favor and have a quick spare with me, that way I can make up for my goofing off in class. Plus it will help increase my skill."
 

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