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Fantasy The Bad Guys (Old)

Lucinda Darkhive Lucinda Darkhive Sorry I didn't respond with Mr. Priest sooner.
Francis: I admired the magic and took the glowsticks. Yeah, definitely not. Well, onwards to the ghosts. I started out the door. do you know if there's a back door, or will we have to go out the front and go all the way around?
Mr. Priest: The door, obviously. My smile disappeared. But on a more serious note, I wouldn't try escaping if I were you. You'll only waste energy and spoil your record.
 
Briana Skullbash
Sprios Sprios StrixDesmodus StrixDesmodus (maybe AvidElmV2 AvidElmV2 @xXLittleLokiXx)

Briana punched last hit to punching bag, breaking it's chain and sending it to wall.
She then turned around to do something else, when she noticed peoples walking behind her.
"Who are you and what you are doing here!"
Briana yelled with childish voice.
I hate my voice and height, why i couldn't go through puberty like others. Nobody takes me serious when they only see little girl.


Fayette Solo
StrixDesmodus StrixDesmodus

Fayette stayed unconscious, but her magic started to pulsing briskly.​
 
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Dr. Sullivan: I pointed the magileger at the student and watched the readings appear on the screen. More magic was indicated than I first thought, some of it latent and some of it active. In particular, I was concerned by the teleportation and its label being "active." Of all the magic one could accidentally use while unconscious, teleporting was the most dangerous. Still, it could have been residual from when I teleported with her, so my worry might not be warranted.
Nellie: I am Nellie, and I can trust everybody else knows their names. We're here to prepare to hunt for treasure, but I'm sure you already know about the treasure we seek.
 
Maxine sits on her bed going through one of the textbooks for this year. She wanted to get a head start on some of the schoolwork. She frowns as she concentrates on the words in front of her. She already felt overwhelmed and classes hadn't even started.
 
ooc// i just reread some posts to catch up and it occurred to me the students carlie saw leaving their room may have been travis' crew. is it? if so im super sorry and if she totes along ill have him acknowledge her aslkdmfdngdf im so bad at this rip me

Spencer!
"Mmm, a back door? I don't know. There probably is but it'd take longer to find than the front door... We'd probably just run into trouble on the--oh..." The girl paused, arching her back in surprise.

"Oh. Oh holy shit." She spun around with a massive grin on her face, making an attempt to pat Francis on the shoulder as she nearly shoved him to the side in her haste across the room. "Hood, you're a genius. A wimpy, scrawny genius."

If they could see the sun, that meant their dorm was a room towards the outer perimeter of the school. If they were on the outer perimeter, making a hole in the wall was the quickest way to the outside, was it not? Infallible logic.

She rubbed her hands together and, with a grunt, slapped them against the plaster. A few seconds went by. Her brow furrowed with determination and sweat rolled down from her hairline as Spencer's purple aura flickered into existence and swallowed a door sized rectangle. Though it was steadily beginning to take a toll on her, the magic still worked.

Before her erected a wooden door, the same color as the wall. It had no knob and the hinges were weak, but it would suffice to get them outside. Spencer panted, throwing her hands onto her hips and taking a moment to catch her breath. Her exhales became labored chuckling. "I still got it! Time to go, man."

Travis!
An echo behind him suggested that other folks were in the gym, training or whatever. Travis didn't care. His goal was before him, growing closer with every stride. The hitman had a bounce in his his step, wading past titanium lockers and benches until he reached another massive gate. This time, though, it was tightly sealed, with no giant in sight to pry it open.

Luckily for the boy, he had a card key. He fished it from his pocket and scanned it in a panel to the left, before punching in a twelve digit code. Several locks could be heard unhinging inside, before the door finally groaned open and Travis was soaked in flourescent white light. He took an elated breath and scanned the wall for his armory locker, using a second card to open that one. It beeped and the door folded in, revealing enough weaponry to make a gunsmith shit his pants.

From wall to wall guns lined up, from tiny conceal carry Shield pistols to RPGs almost the length of Travis himself. He brushed the weapons gently with his fingers, deciding what might be ideal for events to come. Obviously a few knives, which he grabbed holsters for and equipped beneath his arm sleeves, a machete to strap to one thigh and a tactical leg holster on the other, which Travis dropped two glocks and their spare magazines into. He outfitted himself with another body holster under each arm, these hanging outside his hoodie for the world to see. On them he hooked a micro uzi and 9mm, respectively. And finally, strapped across his back he put one of his all-time favorites, a custom-painted, matte black Motiv K14. Before he equipped it, he gave the scope a gentle kiss, practically cooing at its beauty. The gun had been purchased through black market negotiations from South Korea his freshman year at Sunbreaker, and it had seen its fair share of use. It was essentially Travis' pride and joy, and, although the likelyhood of the boy getting to put it to action was slim to none, just being on his back was quite the deterrent.

The rest of his gear wasn't as fun or shiny. He grabbed a bag and stuffed it with night vision goggles, several spare clips, and a small, tattered notebook with frayed edges soaked in blood. He also threw in some granola bars, because why the fuck not.

After rustling around and adjusting the equipment to sit comfortable on him, Travis returned to his group, waiting in the sandy arena. His brow furrow as he peered at the faces, one unrecognizable. There was a muscular girl making conversation with the odd one, while the annoying piece of shit dog boy was nowhere to be found. Bummer. He had fully intended to decapitate the obnoxious bathroom creep as they were heading outside.

Travis' grip on the straps of his bag and sniper rifle tightened. He caught the tail-end of their conversation, where the new girl spoke of masters and pointed to a sad heap of bean bag on the floor. Obviously she was strong, but if she had a master, probably dumber than rocks. "Uh. Who the fuck is this?"

ooc//DONT BE SO PRETENTIOUS TRAVIS NOT EVERYBODY CAN REPEL MIND CONTROL GOD CHECK UR PRIVILEGE
 
Briana Skullbash
Sprios Sprios StrixDesmodus StrixDesmodus

Briana glared to boy who came out from locker room. Briana closed her fist from sight of guns and started to think how to get close to him if needed, without getting shot.
"Briana Skullbash, first year enrolled Henchwoman."
Briana keep glaring to boy with guns.
​
 
I think I'll just retcon it so they run into Carlie later.
Francis: Yes you do. I said, her pride wearing off on me and blending with my impressed state. I hope to learn to do that one day. I stride through the door after opening it, wondering if this counted as destruction of school property, or its cultivation. So where do we hide this? Or do we improvise?
Nellie: I turned to Travis, I see you are now adequately armed, although the others have yet to join us. We have probably been ditched, and I believe this girl is the cause of the detachment of the.... whatever that is. I gestured to the broken chains and the elongated thing on the floor. Impressive, no?
 
Milokara walked up to the school "hm, so this is the famous school of villainy...sunbreaker" he mumbled looking around. Seeing as it was dark he didn't expect to see anyone outside..well besides the normal night dwellers like the vampires and such. "Now lets show them what a Knight of hell is made of" he smirked and walked into the school....

After what seemed like forever, MiloKara got his schedule and room assignment. He searched for a good five minutes before finding his room and seeing two beds already taken "hm, roommates" he mumbled throwing his stuff on the open bed "well guess ill walk around and explore" he mumbled to himself before leaving the room and beginning to walk around campus boredly, trying to find something that interest him
(Sorry if this seems short i was typing on my phone and is anyone open for interaction?)
 
It isn't short by my definition, and at any rate I'd have no problem if it was.
Carlie: I continued to wander in search of somebody who didn't already think I was too weird to hang out with, deciding not to pursue those students. It seemed late for friendmaking, but that's what Master told me to do.
Dr. Sullivan: My phone buzzed in my lab coat pocket. I had a text, and when I read it it said to go to the cells. I didn't recognize the number, but anybody who knew my number and knew about the cells must have been a staff member, so I locked up the laboratory doors and went to the cells, deciding not to teleport in case I had to later.
 
im sort of here? im here but most of my rp group has vanished so im kinda just like. what do lol
 
ahhh yeah i know i know, but im more of a paragraph rper. archie and loki were the other paragraph rpers and i was sort of bouncing my replies off of them and what they gave me so without them idk how long til i run outta steam. i sorta already have weeps
 
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