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Fantasy The Bad Guys (Old)

Finbar: I was sullenly led to a cell, strugling equally against the kidnappers and the power binding bracelet that would keep the doors from unlocking before me. I was half howling in anger, half begging them not to drop my head the whole time until I was shoved into the cell, my head shoved into my arms. I held up my head, making note of my surroundings. The cell next to me was open, a woman in a lab coat tending to an unconscious girl, another girl asleep on a cot. Hey, what's the big deal here?
 
Helena gave a soft sigh, she was lost. Not cool.. She thought with a huff, she'd been kidnapped and dropped off to this massive school like she bloody knew the place! "Just because I'm part ghost doesn't mean I automatically know a building once I step inside.." This was bullshit, why'd she get kidnapped in the first place? Sure, she'd had a fight with her parents earlier just before she was taken- Oh gods, am I being punished because I yelled at my parents? Helena's feet began to sink into the floor below her, her body becoming translucent as her self settlement began to sink in. In her self scolding she'd sunken down into yet another room, great, where was she now? The silver haired female placed her hands on her hips and glanced around, it looked to be a classroom. Well, at least she was familiarizing herself with the place.
 
Mr. Priest: Suddenly, a girl fell through the ceiling. I wasn't easily startled, so I gave a wave and greeted her. Hello, I'm Mr. Priest. Are you a student here?
 
Mr. Priest: Suddenly, a girl fell through the ceiling. I wasn't easily startled, so I gave a wave and greeted her. Hello, I'm Mr. Priest. Are you a student here?
Student? More like prisoner.. "Um, yeah. I guess you could say that. Do you happen to know where I am Mister-?" She spoke, slowly floating down to land on her feet and gently dusting off her black dress. Not that there was anything on it, she just had a habit of doing that after she's come through a wall, or floor.
 
Goldback
StrixDesmodus StrixDesmodus

Goldback lead students to forest through hidden gate.
"Don't think using gate alone, it's opens only to teachers and locks up totally at full moon nights."
Goldback leaded students to clearing middle of forest.
"Now we can start lessons, older students should know these already, but i have see that some forget stuff.
I am leader of this pack, no argues. If you think that you can overpower me you will reget. Any submissives who don't have mate will be under my protection and if you have mate, remember that sex is still forbidden. Questions?"

 
Mr. Priest: Priest. And you're at Sunbreaker Institute of Villainy. I take it you're one of the kidnapped students?
Fenris: Agreed, I said, along with some other werewolves. A couple just groaned.
Dr. Sullivan: I knew that whatever was going on with this kid's magic would take equipment to identify so I teleported her and myself back to my classroom where I'd be able to take readings.
 
Briana Skullbash
StrixDesmodus StrixDesmodus Ghost Toast Ghost Toast

Briana startle sudden appearing from elder woman and pushed her to wall.
"Who are you and what you want from my Master!"
Briana then hit with her fist to wall, jolting it.
She never had liked magic users, as in worst cases fist didn't work againts magic.​
 
Matthew immediately slapped Briana and said "Slave, do NOT attack our teachers. Apologize at once slave!". He then turned to the teacher saying "I apologize deeply for my feral beast's actions, she does not speak for me,"
 
Matthew looked at Briana and said "Pathetic dog,". He then looked at Dr. Sullivan and said "Yes, she's my slave. Again, I do apologize for her idiocy, I will have to punish her later for it,"
 
Dr. Sullivan: Damn right you should, I said, if pompously. I could never stand insubordination. Why then would I work in a high school? Somebody has to do it.
 
"Um, yeah I am..how the hell do you get out of this place? I'm sorry awfully lost." Helena asked, gently scratching the back of her head as she looked around the class. Maybe she'd have some classes with this- Mr. Priest she believed it was. StrixDesmodus StrixDesmodus

Caroline shifted as she slowly awoke in her cell, her pink brows furrow in confusion as to why she's there before realization hits her. She'd been enrolled into the last school she ever wanted to go to. Sunbreaker Institute of Villainy.
Oh fuck, why oh why did they put me here of all places?! I'm not evil! Not completely anyway.. .... UGH! Caroline groaned and slowly stood from her spot on the floor, dusting off her now dirty black ruffled skirt. Good thing it's black. I think it'd throw a fit if it were white. The pinkette gave a soft sigh before heading over to the lock on the door, they'd thrown her in here but no way in heaven or hell was she going to stay. Inspecting the lock she took it as one of those standard prison locks, easy enough to pick. With a shrug she pulled two bobby pins from her hair, allowing the excess bangs to fall just over her left eye. However she ignored it for now, quickly the young girl began to work at the lock, quietly picking at it until it unlocked for her and she was able to open the door.
 
Matthew nodded and said "Again, I apologize, Dr. Sullivan. My slave and I will be leaving now. Have a good day,". He then turned to Briana and said "Head down to the gym downstairs and train yourself, I will punish you when I am ready,". He then walked to the cells to see if he could get some new slaves. He soon walked downstairs to see the new kidnapped
(Open to all in the cells)
 
Caroline gently dusted off her hands, a soft sigh leaving her lips as she looked around. Hoping to gain some sort of info on her surroundings. It looked to be some sort prison cell, perfect. That meant she was in the basement or close to it. Upon hearing approaching footsteps she perked up a bit, maybe it was someone who could help her! "U-um, excuse me? Could you help me?" Ghost Toast Ghost Toast
 
Matthew turned to the girl. She was cute, but he wondered how should be. He then said "Well, I could, but I do need to file some paperwork. See, your in an acdemy for supervillains and as you are kidnapped, you are probably a henchwoman. So, I would say I should try to get you as my henchwoman,". He then texted Rosemary, asking her to come down to the cells
StrixDesmodus StrixDesmodus Lucinda Darkhive Lucinda Darkhive
 
"H-henchwoman..?" Why didn't that sound right to her? Not to mention why did he want her as one of his henchwomen anyway? She furrowed her brows and crossed her arms. "I was not kidnapped, I was enrolled. However, considering my- less than cooperative attitude. They placed me down here as some sort of punishment or whatever this place is for.." Ghost Toast Ghost Toast
 
Briana Skullbash & Fayette Solo
Ghost Toast Ghost Toast StrixDesmodus StrixDesmodus

Briana curtsied to Matthew and left room, not caring about young girl that teacher had bring with her.
When she had get to gym, she switched her clothes and started to punching punching bag.
(Open to Sprios Sprios , AvidElmV2 AvidElmV2 , @xXLittleLokiXx and StrixDesmodus StrixDesmodus , i remember that you was heading to gym)

Fayette's magic had flickering again after both Matthew and Briana had left. Her magic had just learned how to teleport.​
 
Travis!
Travis walked with a slouch, lanky body almost trudging down Sunbreaker's marble halls. Upon the walls, antique torches flickered warm, red flames. The stone fixtures holding each torch, linked together with a thread of someone's (staff no doubt) magic, cast black stripes over the floor.

As he cut towards the gym Travis kept his gaze cast down, legs extending in and out of darkness rhythmically. His chucks clacked and occasionally screeched on the floor. He had his shoulders slumped and arms resting against his sides. His hands were stuffed deep in his jacket's pockets.

When the group reached Warmonger's territory Travis slowed his pace before stopping completely. He shifted on his legs and looked up at two massive iron doors. These grey panels, several yards high and at least a foot thick, rose towards the school's roof. They appeared damn near impossible for any one student alone to open, so they were lucky a demigod had opened the doors already.

Travis looked back over his shoulders. "I gotta cut through the gym to my locker. You can stay here or come. You'll probably meet Coach War if you pass through here though. Can't promise he won't beat your freshmen asses for not being in the dorms... just so you know." Leaving Nellie, Archie and Dei-Loki with next to nothing of an explanation,Travis slipped past the entrance and faded from sight. Across the coliseum, on the far wall stood a much smaller door--one that actually looked like it was built by man and for man--that led to his beloved artillery.
 
Nellie: My host may not thank me but I had to make preparations and familiarize myself with the school. I followed him. This Coach War's wrath would be most interesting, at the very least. I felt the ground shift under my feet and looked down. Sand? I muttered, kicking it a little before continuing on.
Dr. Sullivan: I went to get my magileger, a device for identifying the nature of magic.
Finbar: I flung my arms out, my head dropping into my lap. School for supervillains? Henchwoman? What the hell have I gotten into!? That's what this place is!?
 
Spencer!
Had Francis managed to catch flying pencils Spencer would have probably been elated--but she hadn't held her breath. Instead he made a clumsy pass at the air, the utensils leaking through his fingers. They fell into the dorm's lush carpeting as Francis regained stature.

"Hah, aww. Second catch woulda been bangin'." She swept down and raked the pens in a pile, then placed her palm on top. Magic pulsated from her skin, casting a lavender cocoon over the pens. By the end of the ceremony, Spencer's transmutstion left the duo with a pile of glowsticks.

Spen scooped them into her arms and moved a step closer. She arched her feet, gaze falling level with Francis'.

Her features were dainty, soft up close. There was an unmistakable twinge in her smile. Her eyes, their cool blue emboldened by smoky eyeliner, fixed upon the boy's own.

Suddenly Spen shoved some of the glowsticks towards Francis' chest.

"Let's find us some ghosts."

Spen twirled to the dorm entrance, leaving no time to gauge her roommate's reaction.

The way he so subserviently agreed to tow along, and his general demeanor made it harder and harder to imagine Francis as any real sort of bad guy.

Such qualities weren't necessarily Unfavorable, though. Spencer appreciated her dominance in their alliance. Er, friendship? Something like that.

"Ay, don't crack open the sticks until we're past the fence line or it's an emergency, alright? You don't want to attract attention while carrying that thing." She gestured to the very appealing silver trunk Francis wrapped his arms around.

"'Kay, ready? Let's go!"
 
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