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Fantasy The Bad Guys (Old)

Matthew sighed and said "Useless then,". Matthew had brought quite the amount of wealth selling his formulas to people, meaning he had plenty of cash though he thought she might use her cash reserves. Matthew then handed her a 100 dollar bill and said "You know that general store right outside of here? Go grab some food and buy a mini-fridge and a chocker,"
 
Carlie: I took the hundred dollar bill and headed out to buy the stuff. Once I was outside of the school building I put my pelt over my shoulders and changed into a wolf for speed and stealth. Technically I wasn't supposed to be off of school grounds, but I've been breaking a lot of rules lately. When I got to the store, I shed my pelt and returned it to its tote bag. When I made the purchases and reached the school, I realized I had no idea how I'd carry it back to the school without getting caught. Well, there was no going back now. Master expected the fridge and choker. Luckily, when I reached our room, nobody batted an eye. Some people were still bringing in their luggage, after all.
 
Matthew smiled and said "You are to wear the chocker 24/7 now, got it? Now, plug in the fridge and store the frozen food in there. Once that is done, we wait until Dr. Rosemary is our slave,"
 
Carlie: I put the choker on, searched for an outlet, and plugged in the fridge. Isn't all of this against the rules? Leaving school grounds, using mind control on a teacher, and taking food out of the cafeteria?
 
Matthew shrugged and said "Yes, but we're villians, and villians don't play by rules. Anyway, you won't be needing to leave school grounds anymore as Dr. Rosemary will take care of that. At any rate, now we wait till Rosemary comes. I laced this Formula 0 to have her call my phone and have us head to her room. So, we wait,"
(Could you timeskip please?)
 
Or she could just go to her room early, say she's writing somebody up.
Rosemary: Around the end of filling out a disciplinary form, I got the strange urge to call an unknown number. Being a spontaneous woman, I did.
 
Matthew, once she called him, said "Robot mode,". This would destroy and emotion in her and she would be mindless. Once he said this, he said "Lock the door until we get their,". He then hanged up and motioned Carlie to follow
 
Dr. Sullivan: Suddenly, the mad joy of the spontaneous phone call faded away and my only motivation was to lock the door. So I did.
Carlie: I followed, but not before grabbing my pelt bag.
 
Matthew walked in and said "Carlie, stand and be on guard. If anyone asks, tell them Dr. Rosemary is busy,". He then turned to Rosemary and said "I'm going to take you out of your trance now so you can act normal. However, you will still be my slave, just like Carlie,". He then snapped his fingers
 
Maxine sighed and kept her distance from Ethan as they moved down the line toward the food. "I don't remember not holding hands being a rule"
 
(I am so sorry for the absence. I have not been able to post due to the power being cut off for a hot minute. I have absolutely no idea where anyone is and I don't think I can just insert myself back into this. I will ask if anyone has met up with their teachers/professors or gone to any classes. I may still be able to be the teacher character I had, otherwise, I don't have anymore characters, excluding the manly female homunculus that is Ingred. StrixDesmodus StrixDesmodus )
 
(I'm open to either option, though. Ingred is just the janitor, but maybe an experiment or two could make her less simple minded, bless her heart. If you can manage to bring any of my characters into relevancy, I'm open to, but you don't have to break the momentum for me an my misfits. However, Eugene is a teacher, so there may be some prospect in it. I'm glad you guys are willing to help me get back into this, thanks.)
 
Spencer!
When Francis made mention of the hood Spencer froze in her steps for half a beat, before trotting back to his side. "...I'm calling you that from now on, Hood." Francis received another wink from the mage, who was still holding both halves of the torn handkerchief. Apparently, he wasn't interested in her lovely gift. Well, fine then. As the cafeteria came into view Spencer concentrated on her cloth pieces, which both responsively began to radiate a soft purple light. Translucent at first, the light enveloped her items and turned darker and darker, until the handkerchief designs could no longer be seen.

Steam trails vaporized off the handkerchief before the light began to disperse, revealing two green bills. Now Spencer held a fist full of Andrew Jackson's face. She winked once more at her roommate, proud of her little party trick, and folded the cash to pocket for later. Then they entered the lunch room, where easily a hundred kids scattered around enjoying their meals or hunting for seconds. They were chatting, laughing, and generally having a good time. They were just being regular teenagers, to Spencer's surprise. Guess you can make a school as fancy as you want but a kid's still just gonna be a kid.

She grabbed herself a tray and cut towards the front, being sure to keep herself from Warmonger's sight. The guy's physique was no doubt intimidating, but he looked kinda dumb. Plus, if he gave Spencer any shit she'd just turn his overly masculine apparel hot pink, maybe with some bunny print. Was he a senior? Looked kind of old, with the facial hair and all.

Warmonger!
A line cutter? Absolutely not. At least, not without a proper fight to determine the alpha and controller of the lunch line. But this tiny girl hardly seemed like any alpha. Warmonger moved towards Spencer and snatched the back of her sweatshirt, picking her up by it and watching the girl's feet swing in protest. The girl pouted and Warmonger bellowed out a laugh. "NO, SMALL MORTAL. YOU MUST BE THIS TALL TO RIDE IN THE FRONT." With that he tossed her to the side like a rag-doll.

Spencer & Warmonger!
The sudden air caught her by surprise, as did the throw. She landed on her feet just barely, catching herself with her arms out and staggering forward to regain balance. "Jesus Christ, man," She muttered, staring him daggers. But the giant was not phased. In fact, he seemed to relish in her anger. When Spencer didn't say anything to him, and instead move to the side, he began to pass. "REMAIN OBEDIENT." He advised her, before starting his journey to the next unfortunate student to piss him off.

Spencer nodded, albeit bitterly, and felt the heat of his robes' embers as he passed. But before entirely moving away, Spencer whipped one of the twenties from her pockets. She cast her spell, the purple light once again enveloping it, before it molded shape into a banana peel. Then, drawing on practice experience and sheer luck, she whipped the peel under one of War's legs as he stepped.

It was near impossible not to laugh as his massive foot came down, squelched on the peel, and immediately lost traction. His arms went up to regain balance, but with some many students nearby he couldn't fully extend or he'd risk decking them in their collective heads. War couldn't explain to the principals how that had managed to happen a third time, so he went crashing to the floor. Under his weight, some of the tiles cracked.

Warmonger roared. He was absolutely furious. "THIS IS IMPROPER FRUIT WASTE REMOVAL. AND THESE FLOORS ARE TOO FRAGILE." His chest plate rose and fell with his seething, hands balled into fists. The air around him grew denser and harder to breathe, while lights flickered overhead. Most of the room had now grown silent, tuning in to watch. And War was well aware of them. His face flushed red in embarrassment. He had so much rage, but he also had a pension working at this academy, and summers off. So in lieu of murdering everyone, he grit his teeth and thrashed towards one of the lunch moderators, who looked about to pee themselves. War snatched his megaphone and hissed into it, "INGRED! CLEAN UP THIS TITANS' AWFUL MESS NOW!"

((hope that works!! he's loud enough that wherever she is, she can probably hear him lolol. Most of the school probably could tbh.))
 
Ingred
"Huh?" Funny, Ingred not remember school so noisy. Must find source. *Closing eyes, focus* "Cafeteria..." After moment, Ingred find large boy in floor. "Why floor smashed? I fix only two....seven...YESTERDAY! That was it, floor had crack last night, so Ingred fix it. Why you break floor?" Ingred give him bad stare to make sure he know not to do again.

(That works! :P)
 
Warmonger!
The homonculus appeared shortly and began to nag. It was the absolute last thing Warmonger wanted to hear. Another roar ripped from deep within his chest. "THE FLOOR BROKE BECAUSE IT WAS WEAK AND PATHETIC, MUCH LIKE YOU. NOW CLEAN IT OR THE NEW JANITOR WILL BE CLEANING SPLATTERED BANANA AND SPLATTERED HOMONULUS." She was muscular and, though War would never admit it, probably a formidable opponent. For a mortal, at least. Too bad War was half God.

The students were all still watching, though. So War left Ingred with her job and huffed off towards the gymnasium. As he left, the lights and air returned to normal.

Spencer!
As soon as Warmonger left, Spencer took in a fresh inhale and let out a whoop of joy. "Well that was something, huh??" She pat Ingred on the back. "He's a cranky old man."
 
Ingred
"Weak and pathetic?" Ingred not know floor was so dainty. But, Ingred is strong woman, she keep building from dying in big mess.......Maybe human think Ingred not strong like god of earth.....hmmmm.....Ingred thinks a lot, should ask doctor. Proceeds to allign the broken pieces of the floor to their previous state then pulls out a bucket labeled "No more tears baby soap" and wipes the floor with a giant rag from the bucket and the cracks and broken parts are now repaired then set's up a few signs saying "Don't Walk. Safety hazard"* "No one step on new floor, must get harden over 3 day" *Holds up four fingers*
 
Spencer!
Out came a bucket of baby soap, and Ingred wipes it across the broken tiles. She was honestly at a loss for words. "Um, maybe.. I mean, er..." She flicked her wrist limply, pointing a finger at the tiles. They were clean now, but not much else. That would explain how the floor broke apart so quicky; the damn thing was already broken. Boy though, if this was the staff's level intelligence, absolutely no learning would be done. Best school ever, Spencer thought.

She blinked and studied the floor as Ingred set up the sign and held up one too many fingers. Hesitantly, Spencer reached out to gently touch one of Ingred's fingers and push them back down in an effort to show the proper number. "That's... That's three." Normally Spencer would be laughing her ass off at someone if they pulled a stupid stunt, but Ingred seemed like a special case. Spencer almost pitied her, really.
 
Ingred
*In shock, she drew her hand back after realizing the girl touched her* "No! Doctor said not to touch children. Doctor say I too strong for children" *The motion from her drawing her hand back sent a small gust past Spencer. "I no want trouble. Please, follow sign, no floor in signs."
 

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