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Fantasy Unnatural Academy

"Um... no thanks, I'm not much for hand to hand fighting, and the other weapons I have could seriously injure someone, and I... can't... use... magic. I mean... it's there, just can't... access it." I looked to the side, scratching my cheek with one finger, feeling embarrassed. "So, anyway... yeah... uh... what do you wanna do?"
 
Todd snorted, twirling a phone in his hand.


"Don't worry bout it, Joe, and just come spar with me. I'll teach you some hand to hand tricks."


He got out on the mat, stretching, and gesturing for Joe to come at him.
 
I look at them confused. "Well there's a way for you to train without hurting someone. Dummies or illusions but I don't think I'm trained enough to make illusions that strong." I say looking towards Joe quietly. I sigh watching Todd. "Looks like he wants to fight you still though."
 
"I-I don't know about that..." I rubbed the back of my head nervously. "C-Can't we do something else...?" I didn't really like fighting... the only reason I train is for the exercise, discipline, and the possibility of danger in the future. "I mean, I'm sure that there's a lot to do other than spar..." I crossed my arms and looked off to the side.
 
Todd flicked a yo-yo at Joe, missing the other boy's face.


"You need to train with others. You never know if someone is gonna have a weird fighting style or unique magic."


Quick as a whip, he shot the yo-yo forward several times, each time getting closer to Joe's nose.
 
I flinched when it came at my face, but calmed down as it didn't hit me. "F-Fine..." I sidestepped his yo-yo and walked onto the mat. "A-Alright, I'm ready!" I had a feeling this wasn't going to end well for me.
 
I blink a bit seeing Joe actually agree to the fight. ".....Ten bucks on the guy with the yo-yo...Oh yeah no offence Joe!" I laugh leaning against the wall again.
 
Straight off the bat, Todd aims low, his fist aiming directly for Joe's crotch, a shift in his aura amplifying his natural human ability. He was fast. This was gonna be fun.
 
"W-Wha?" He had aimed a punch very low... I barely had time to register that I should get out of the way, I quickly sidestepped, but the punch ended up slamming into the side of my hip, I let out a cry of pain. "H-Hey! T-Too low!" I held my hip. That... really hurt, and a few more inches to the left and he'd hit me... wait... did... he do that on purpose...?
 
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There was a sudden shift in the air as Todd released the yo-yo in his hand, tossing it so that it twirled around Joe. If he didn't act fast, he'd be tied up in it. It was a technique Todd used often, one that threw off most everyone's expectations.
 
The yo-yo... it was spinning around me...!? Magic. That's the simple solution. Don't freak out. Just as the yo-yo's string was about to tighten around me, the rope went completely slack and the yo-yo flew across the room as I brandished a dagger. "S-Sorry!" It was the first thing that had come to mind, the dagger that Mr. Nakashima had given to me yesterday, I had kept it on me, just in case... It was just thread... so... I cut it. I quickly sheathed it, not wanting to hurt Todd and then rushed forward quickly. "Sorry!" I aimed a punch at his gut.
 
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I gave a whistle. "Dang that's a fancy edge." I chuckle. Still seems a bit unfair though. One guy knew what he was doing while the other was apologizing trying to hit the other. Kinda felt bad.
 
Todd blocked the punch, almost as an afterthought.


"That's a vintage Mickey Mouse yo-yo! Do you know how much money I spent on that?"


He shoved Joe to the side, and followed up with a right hook, a feint. Carefully, he placed his left foot behind Joe's right. Either way, Joe should go down to the ground.
 
"I-I'm so sorry!" I thought it was just another yo-yo. When the right hook came toward me, I instinctively took a step back... only to be tripped and fell flat on my butt. "Oof!"
 
Todd planted a foot on Joe's neck, and pressed, gentle enough to not do permanent damage, hard enough to make it hard to breathe.


"Yield please!"
 
"H-Hey! You win, you win." I wasn't that interested in fighting, and I already felt bad that I had cut the string on his yo-yo... I looked up at him and then blinked a few times as I finally noticed something... "Um... why are you wearing a collar?" The question just came out of my mouth without thinking about it.
 
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Todd seemingly barely heard him, dashing across the room to find the part of the yo-yo that had flown off. A chill seemed to fill the air as the boy knelt, clutching the most likely damaged yo-yo to his chest, tension spreading. His eyes filled with tears at the thought of his beloved yo-yo destroyed, the money spent down the drain, the time spent to repair it to working condition, the love and care that went into it...


"Oh, silly me!" he said, suddenly, turning, revealing a normal, plastic yo-yo. "This is just an ordinary yo-yo. I must have left the other at home. How silly of me!"
 
He had either not heard me, or ignored me. But... I was relieved when he said that it wasn't his special one. "O-Oh thank goodness, I'm truly sorry about cutting it though. I... really don't know what I was thinking." I rubbed the back of my head as I got up and bowed apologetically. I still damaged something that he owned...
 
I glance at Todd and roll my eyes annoyed. I used a little illusion magic to make the yoyo look like it had a mickey logo on it instead for a few moments to try and get a reaction out of him.
 
Todd threw the yo-yo piece at Joe, rolling his eyes.


"You're so timid, you allowed me to distract you by thinking you had damaged a valuable object," he said, his normal childish voice somewhat deeper, more authoritative. "Though, I should thank your friend for adding the illusion. A nice touch. But, you see..." He pulled out his phone, and showed a picture of the yo-yo, featuring a pie-eyed Mickey. "The Mickey you created was the much older Mickey, from 1928. The one on my yo-yo is from the later 1930's, where he's in color with the Pac-Man eyes." He stowed the phone away, and grinned. "A good effort anyway."
 
I blinked a few times, surprised by his sudden change in demeanor and caught the yo-yo piece... it was pretty dinged up, it was just one of those cheap plastic yo-yos, the ones you could purchase for a few dollars at any store. "I'm... sorry...?" I tilted my head, I didn't know what he meant about the illusion... I guess I just didn't see it. I pocketed the dinged up plastic yo-yo, whether he cared for it or not, I still broke it... I had to make it up to him. "Um... oh yeah... back to the collar, if you don't mind...?" I shifted nervously. "Uh... why're you wearing one...?" I tilted my head.
 
"Oh, this thing?" he said, pointing at the collar. "Well, see, it's because..." he glanced around for a bit, as if to see if anyone was listening, and lowered his voice, muttering something.
 
"Uh... what? I can't really hear you..." I walked up closer to him to make out what he was saying, completely confused and very curious. I mean... only animals wear collars... right...?
 
"I'm sorry... I can't hear you... can you please repeat it one more time...?" I walked right up to him and leaned in, to make sure that I heard it this time...
 

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