Fantasy Astrella's Boarding School for the Powered ~ Main

[Deathkitten]

Information Thread ~ Character Thread ~ OOC

Spoiler: Must Read Before Reading Post!!!

Each general group has their introduction (part of why it took so long), so please look at and reply to only the one for your group! This is important to remember! Only read your own for the moment! In this first part, you'll only be able to respond to the other people in your group. You're all tagged in the group you belong to.

When making a post, for the moment, put it in bold which group you're in so others can more easily know who to reply to and who not to.

Also, I'm sorry If this feels like it will be too clunky, I will apply for this to be a hosted project after this gets going. They would want it started first before they accept it, to make sure they aren't wasting time and resources.

Spoiler: Take Turns!

This is pretty darn important!
In each group, the tags are in the order of who goes first, second, and so on. Please, especially for this introduction, do NOT go out of order. Once everyone has had a chance, I will post again. That means one post per person!!! Turn order is based on the characters' mobility scores and makes life easier. Thank you!

Spoiler: Delinquent Students Note

Delinquent students would already know they're in, since they have no choice, but have to take the test regardless to see where they stand.

Spoiler: Entropy - Magic Students

(( Deathkitten , Kyrenka , SapphireSkylines , Osuka , Astralworks , Deathkitten , MirrorBoy , Vagabond Spectre , YffreJephre ))
The orientation was boring, as any orientation is. They talked about the rules of the school; no weapons outside of designated areas, minimal magic-use outside of designated areas, which meant don't use destructive magics in most areas... lots of stuff like that. The head of the school, Lady Astrella herself, stood either at the podium or to the side of it, taking turns chatting about different "important" things, but the feeling was casual. They knew people wouldn't remember most of what they were talking about, and knew that lots of things would have to be re-explained when they actually felt more relevant.

It was early in the day, just before lunch, and there was even something planned afterwards for food. Some sort of buffet that had lots of food that promised numerous options and tons of full bellies. The orientation took place in front of the large center school building that combined old architecture with the intimidating, larger than life feel that true, registered Superheroes put off. Lots of prospective students were sitting in rows on the huge grass courtyard that was in front of the face of the building, many of them squirmy and nervous, all of them young. There were two towers to either side, adding to the impressive look, and each had bells at the top. The center building had the clock-face set into its front. It read 10:43, less than an hour left until the feast at the end. There was only so much more boring information to listen to.

"The exam is important to all of you," Lady Astrella said, her expression becoming a little more serious, "How you do will affect your future. It will decide whether or not you get into our school, and for some that means a lot more than for others. I wish you all luck on it when you go into it after lunch. This can be a turning point for you. Whatever stresses you've had in the past, whatever drama, we hope here at Astrella's Boarding School for the Powered, we can change that. We will try our best with all of you to make this a new start, where you are accepted for who you are and what you can do. It's our job to change the opinion of the masses."

She had barely finished getting the words from her mouth before a large portal opened up behind her. A staff touched the small of her back, and she stopped, other staff starting to stand up. She waved them down, "It's fine. No one needs to wo-"

The man many may recognize as the Supervillain Entropy chuckled dryly as the red crystal at the top of his staff glowed fearsomely. Astrella disintegrated without blood, without a word. Students started to run, scattering to get away. He slammed his staff down, letting out a burst of energy that caught the staff and some students mid-run, turning them to dust as well.

Spoiler: Where everyone is:

Fay Fluorite, you are in the second row on the left side. Aru Setzui, you are also in the second row, to the right of Fay. Taylor Walker, you are in the third row to the left behind Fay. Adele Matthews, you are in the third row a few seats to the right of Taylor. Himari Tachimori, you are in the second row next to Aru. Kaleb Otheri, you are in the third row next to Taylor. Terry Soriano, you are in the second row on the left near the empty path between seats. Saruki, you are in the second row next to Himari. En Valkyrie II, you are in the third row on the left directly behind Terry. James Greenman, you are in the third row next to En.

Spoiler: Entropy

Arch-mage Supervillain. Codename: Entropy. Abilities include the super-enhanced degradation of non-biological materials into dust. Last known to be in custody.

Almost the picture of a stereotypical evil mage. He wants to rule the world, and plans to do so by giving people a simple choice; join his plan or die horribly. According to media sources, he was raised without abilities until a kidnapping at the age of 10. He ended up being tortured by a group of individuals whose names and associations are not known. After being rescued by police, he wasn't the same.

Spoiler: Tempest - Elemental Students

(( elextrified , Steve Freeling , Blackrose7 , Coffeepot Giraffe , LoneWolf , Osuka ))
The orientation was boring, as any orientation is. They talked about the rules of the school; no weapons outside of designated areas, minimal magic-use outside of designated areas, which meant don't use destructive magics in most areas... lots of stuff like that. The head of the school, Lady Astrella herself, stood either at the podium or to the side of it, taking turns chatting about different "important" things, but the feeling was casual. They knew people wouldn't remember most of what they were talking about, and knew that lots of things would have to be re-explained when they actually felt more relevant.

It was early in the day, just before lunch, and there was even something planned afterwards for food. Some sort of buffet that had lots of food that promised numerous options and tons of full bellies. The orientation took place in front of the large center school building that combined old architecture with the intimidating, larger than life feel that true, registered Superheroes put off. Lots of prospective students were sitting in rows on the huge grass courtyard that was in front of the face of the building, many of them squirmy and nervous, all of them young. There were two towers to either side, adding to the impressive look, and each had bells at the top. The center building had the clock-face set into its front. It read 10:43, less than an hour left until the feast at the end. There was only so much more boring information to listen to.

"The exam is important to all of you," Lady Astrella said, her expression becoming a little more serious, "How you do will affect your future. It will decide whether or not you get into our school, and for some that means a lot more than for others. I wish you all luck on it when you go into it after lunch. This can be a turning point for you. Whatever stresses you've had in the past, whatever drama, we hope here at Astrella's Boarding School for the Powered, we can change that. We will try our best with all of you to make this a new start, where you are accepted for who you are and what you can do. It's our job to change the opinion of the masses."

She had barely finished getting the words from her mouth before the sound of a thud and her own gasp of air followed. The staff standing behind Astrella had already been preparing for a fight, but the few that weren’t scattering were taken down with a flurry strikes at a speed that almost couldn’t be seen. Each one dropped to the stage with a sickening thud as their bodies twitched once, twice, then almost deflated as their last breath left them. Slowly, the black-haired man turned around as he cracked his knuckles.

At first, the entirety of the grounds fell into deathly silence before realization struck the students. He, Tempest, a well-known villain, waited until they began to flee before moving in. Each movement was followed with a flick that sent them slamming into the dirt face-first, leaving tiny little craters that worked as makeshift graves. Students were dropping like flies in a gassed room, and it was as if, the more he took out, the faster and the more frantic he grew.

Everyone knew who Tempest was, and everyone knew that this – murder – was his favorite form of cat and mouse.

Spoiler: Where everyone is:

Steve Freeling, you are in the second row on the right hand side. Zephyr Thoreau, you are in the second row to the left of Steve. Serena Maykis, you are in the third row behind Zephyr. Locke Valeheart, you are in the second row on the right near the empty path between seats. Rakshi Tsume, you are in the second row next to Locke. Baki Churla, you are in the back left.

Spoiler: Tempest

Famous Element Manipulator, known for creating man-made disasters. Codename: Tempest. Abilities include wind and water manipulation to a molecular level. Last known to be in custody.

A cold man, there's not much known about him since he doesn't openly publicize much. What is known, however, is that he came from a now shut down Manipulator school that was based in Southwest Canada. It is unknown when his abilities manifested, or what sent him into villainy.

Spoiler: Teslie Coila - Others

(( OnyxReaper , Deathkitten , Blaire Wisteria ))
The orientation was boring, as any orientation is. They talked about the rules of the school; no weapons outside of designated areas, minimal magic-use outside of designated areas, which meant don't use destructive magics in most areas... lots of stuff like that. The head of the school, Lady Astrella herself, stood either at the podium or to the side of it, taking turns chatting about different "important" things, but the feeling was casual. They knew people wouldn't remember most of what they were talking about, and knew that lots of things would have to be re-explained when they actually felt more relevant.

It was early in the day, just before lunch, and there was even something planned afterwards for food. Some sort of buffet that had lots of food that promised numerous options and tons of full bellies. The orientation took place in front of the large center school building that combined old architecture with the intimidating, larger than life feel that true, registered Superheroes put off. Lots of prospective students were sitting in rows on the huge grass courtyard that was in front of the face of the building, many of them squirmy and nervous, all of them young. There were two towers to either side, adding to the impressive look, and each had bells at the top. The center building had the clock-face set into its front. It read 10:43, less than an hour left until the feast at the end. There was only so much more boring information to listen to.

"The exam is important to all of you," Lady Astrella said, her expression becoming a little more serious, "How you do will affect your future. It will decide whether or not you get into our school, and for some that means a lot more than for others. I wish you all luck on it when you go into it after lunch. This can be a turning point for you. Whatever stresses you've had in the past, whatever drama, we hope here at Astrella's Boarding School for the Powered, we can change that. We will try our best with all of you to make this a new start, where you are accepted for who you are and what you can do. It's our job to change the opinion of the masses."

She had barely finished getting the words from her mouth before a loud rattling started from behind the main building. Astrella looked back in confusion, raising a brow to the other staff members before a huge robot landed, splintering the stage, and presumably all of the staff since they could no longer be seen. The robot was an awful pink color that looked like Pepto-Bismol had a child with a nursery room. It had huge eyelashes welded onto its "face", and a pink-purple bow clung to its metal head.

Students screamed and scrambled, running for their lives, trying to get over chairs and not get trampled as they struggled to get away from the threat. A young-looking girl peeked around the robot's neck with a microphone in her hand, "Oh hello my adoring fans~ Who said you could run?"

She had a slight midwest accent, and was easily recognizable as the Supervillain, Teslie Coila. A crazy super-genius who named herself, and who really really liked large robots and causing havoc. The robot took her teasing voice as a cue to stomp forwards, starting to chase the students who were fleeing.

Spoiler: Where everyone is:

Jasper Mâche, you are in the front row to the far left. Vurudial, you are in the second row to the far left. Guyle Heston, you are in the front row right next to Jasper.

Spoiler: Teslie Coila

Giant robot made by the cutesy Supervillain. Codename: Teslie Coila. Young super-genius known worldwide for her horrible contraptions and equally awful plans. Last known to be in custody.

Loves making things ridiculously "cute". Is clearly incredibly mentally unstable. In her numerous disturbing interviews she loves to give the press, she explains that her ancestors fuel her passion, telling her what she must do to make the world a better, "cuter" place.

 

[Deathkitten]

Entropy

~ Kaleb ~​

The orientation was mostly boring him. He sat in the third row to the left, and tried his hardest to listen attentively. It was really hard though. He hadn't gotten a lot of sleep, since he was so excited and nervous. Kaleb was already having a hard enough time trying not to squirm in his seat. He was only 5'2" and 110lbs of nothing, terrified of being tested on some kind of physical exertion. Maybe they'd make him run five miles? Or test his specialty? Maybe they were going to be nice and do that.

He noticed how small he was in comparison to most of the students around him. It felt like everyone was a 6' tall giant. He scrunched his hands, making little balls of fabric in his fists. Damn it. People were bound to think he was a girl again. A female voice popped up in his mind, that of his goddess, Little one, you shouldn't curse like that. Even mentally. There's no need to get so frustrated and upset. All will go well. He sighed after that, trying to gain some amount of composure. What was the lady talking about again...?

His focus was sharpened when the portal opened. It seemed like everyone snapped to attention. What was going on? He knew who that person was. Entropy... but he was... he was supposed to be in jail. Did he get out?! That wasn't possible. He wasn't one of the ones who screamed when she was taken out, unable to utter a sound. The slamming of his staff on the ground only barely brought him back from being a deer in the headlights.

He was fast. One of his boons he got from his goddess. He never really questioned it, but it came in handy here. Kaleb was the first to stand and sprint towards the school building, going to the left around Entropy to try to avoid him. He had to find help! This was too big for them to deal with. There wasn't even anything to heal if they were all turned to dust!

((Next Turn for Entropy Group - Kyrenka ))

 

[OnyxReaper]

Teslie Coila

Guyle Heston
A.K.A
Bullwhip
​

Guyle was seemingly one of the few that was listening intently to the orientation, although it was admittedly droll, he was being told how he should limit himself around campus and other information. He had no intention of disappointing Bullethound, and had grown to like the idea of becoming a hero. Perhaps even a hero as great as All-

CRASH

The stage his teachers were speaking on seemed to disintegrate into nothing more than smoke and splinters, replaced by a garish looking mechanoid. Like. REALLY UGLY.

A small girl popped out, wearing what Guyle thought was just as garish... wait... he'd seen her before on the news. A villain, he wasn't paying attention on the report, but all he knew was she was an inventor, a convict, and an asshole. The boy glanced around for a second, stunned for a second as students were fleeing in every direction.

How was he supposed to act?

What was he supposed to do and say?

The wannabe hero didn't know, but he made his guesses. He yelled at the top of his lungs, though the sound of splintered wood crashing down like hail was probably drowning himself out.

"ANYONE SUITED TO FIGHTING LARGE FOES OR MECHANICALS, GET INTO ACTION!" He paused for a moment "EVERYONE ELSE, GET MOVING TO SAFETY OR HELP THE INJURED!"

Guyle had to admit, he wasn't cut out for fighting anything much heavier than him either. Nevertheless he had to get moving. He figured there was no chance he could take out the bot, but the pilot, who was currently exposed. That he could do.

He glanced to the person besides him "if you can help, back me up?"

The area beneath Guyle's feet turned cold for a second, he leaned forward and leaped, a violent crack shattered the air around him and he launched off, eye's locked on Teslie Coila. Determined to make it before the villain got into the safety of her robot completely.

​

Deathkitten made it, huzzah.

 

[elextrified]

Tempest


This was not like he had expected it to be.

Zephyr had managed to sit relatively close to the front, only one row back on the right side.From here he had a clear view of the front and the woman who spoke at the podium, and a relatively clear view of those sitting behind him. All around him he saw faces of the children that would potentially be his new classmates and, though he knew that school would be a miserable experience if he had no one to talk to, he couldn’t help but note that they all looked so drab.. especially the boy sitting directly to the right of him. Nothing could be as drab as the actual presentation going on, though. He’d admit- he had been excited at the prospect of this, hence his urgency to sit as close as he could get to the action, but that was when he was clueless to what was actually going to happen and he was left to fill his mind with images of superheroes coming to the front and presenting their powers, explaining what it took to be a real superhero.

Instead.. they got rules. And more rules. He had promised his parents to try to listen to everything that was expected of him, and he did try, but the second the woman began to speak about minimal magic use, Zephyr completely tuned out the entirety of her words. Minimal magic use! No destructive magic! This was turning out to sound like his own school all over again. No, Zephyr, no mini tornados on the playground, you’ll scare the other children. How did they expect him to learn, to reach his full magic potential if he wasn’t even allowed to practice when he wanted? His mind tuned back to her words only briefly, and at this point, he couldn’t help but release a long-suffering sigh at the words, ‘Exam.’ Several people around him turned to stare at his blatant rudeness and while he was half tempted to blow them halfway across the campus, he refrained. They didn’t know how irritating this exam was for him; that stupid thing that he’d been informed he still had to take despite the fact that he’d already been accepted into the school. Why they couldn’t just put him in the best classes and get it over with was beyond him. Putting his elbows on his knees and resting his face in his palms, he leaned forward with a slightly softer sigh. He just wished something interesting would happen at this point.

As if the gods had heard his cries for help, the woman at the podium stopped talking and instead let out a gasp, causing Zephyr to look up from the ground that he had been working on glaring a hole into. He watched, eyes wide and mouth parted in awe, as seemingly out of nowhere a fight began to break out- just ahead of him! The guards that had been standing so poised and ready were now laying on the ground, looking a little worse for wear, all at the hands of the black haired man that was now standing with them. As he turned, Zephyr couldn’t help but notice that he looked familiar, so familiar in fact that he was sure that he’d seen him somewhere rather recently. He couldn’t place the face with the name, however, and instead sat there waiting for him to be introduced. Even as the smarter ones around him stood up and took off, Zephyr still sat and waited; it wasn’t until the first student dropped that he sprung to his feet. Startled, the wind picked up beneath his feet, drifting him backward about twenty feet from where he had begun before depositing him again. “Oh, wow..” he mused. Was he their first training exercise?

Steve Freeling

 

[Steve Freeling]

Tempest

Steve had decided it would likely be in his best interests to at least listen to what was being said, even if it was boring. His mind still eventually wandered. He was still the tallest student in this room, so far as he could tell. Great, I guess everybody's gonna be scared of me like back home. Steve had never seen what was so scary about himself to others. Sure, he was six-four, but he only weighed 160 pounds as opposed to north of 200. Sure, he had a deep voice, but what was that to be afraid of? Granted, nothing had ever frightened him much at all. Steve considered himself to look pretty average aside from his height, his short dark brown hair pretty unremarkable as far as he was concerned. He did think it odd that no one could agree on his eye color. They were blue, but when people described him to others, answers like gray, green and even brown were bandied about. He could be seen in a bright red leather jacket he'd received for his birthday, a pair of blue Levi Strauss jeans and a pair of nondescript black and gray sneakers.

Then out of nowhere... Tempest.

"What the hell?"

Then the bodies started dropping.

"Bastard!" Steve blurted in a fit of fury before running towards the infamous villain he'd always considered a worthless coward. Many wondered how Steve could run so fast in jeans; most attributed it to the fact that he was bow-legged.

"Dammit! That's not fair! Fight with your bare hands! Fight like a man!" Steve bellowed in rage as still more bodies continued to drop. "You son of a bitch!"

It wasn't long before Steve closed the distance and, with a closed fist, smacked the coward right across the jaw.

Blackrose7

 

[Blackrose7]

Dealing with Tempest​

Serena was sitting right behind Zephyr in the third row, because she knew that she has to be close to the exit just in case something bad happens. 'I know that this orientation is boring, but I need to keep my guard up. I won't know if something bad is going to happen to this school as well.' thought Serena, for she was more prepare for a random villain attack than in her old school.
Serena knows that she has to pay attention for her parent's sake, but after what happened in her old school. She was more focus on surviving from a villain attack than trying to control her power. Serena even brought pepper spray with her, so she would be able to spray in the villain's face if they got too close to her. She would then kick them in the balls if they were a guy or flip them if they were a girl.
As the orientation continued, what Serena had predicted to happen did eventually happen when Tempest had appeared. 'I knew it.' thought Serena, as she took out a gas mask from her backpack, and put it on her face.
Serena wasn't going to leave the injured kids behind like she did last time, since she knew that leaving them to die isn't what a true hero would do here. She was dragging the injured kids into a pile, because she was going to try to open a portal to the nurse office. 'Come on, portal. Please open a portal to the nurse office.' thought Serena, as she was focusing on doing a ritual portal spell for the first time. She knew that the nurse office wasn't close to the auditorium, because the map of the school shows that, so she had a feeling that her portals can reach there.
Coffeepot Giraffe
( Don't mess with Serena, since she knows how to fight thanks to her balancing training. )

 

[Coffeepot Giraffe]

Rakshi was sitting there, waiting. Spacing out, he was wondering if his planet was still looking for him. Then, BOOM! Tempest stood there in place of Astrella. 'The frick!?' thought Rakshi. He grabbed the nearest object, a chair, snapped off it's leg, and chucked it at Tempest. He merely caught it and tossed it into the bushes.

Rakshi then decides to fight. He makes a circlular movement with his hands. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he makes a scythe of mini stars and charges. But Tempest merely shrugs, and dodges through teleportation.
(Ooc: I forgot to mention, I'm a bad writer)

 

[Kyrenka]

Entropy

~Taylor~​

Taylor was trying his hardest to pay attention he really was, but the droning about rules and other things seemed to fly into one ear and out the other. The kid next to him seemed to be faring no better; that is, until Lady Astrella started talking about the exam. Sitting up straight, Taylor’s complete attention was now on Lady Astrella. However, she only said a few things before Entropy stepped out from the portal behind her and turned her to dust. The assembly of staff and students immediately panicked and began running, some being reduced to dust as well. The boy next to him reacted first, practically flying out of his seat and away from the villain by the podium. Well, fuck.

Thinking fast, Taylor took off his right earring and started using its sharpened end to make small incisions on his left arm. I’m going to have to find something better. Hopefully this is enough for now. As blood began to slowly trickle out, Taylor spared a glance at Entropy. Wasn’t this reject in jail? His brother, bless his innocent heart, was really into super heroes and villains. The kid had journals filled with information and news reports about each and every publicly known superhuman. Entropy turns things to dust, but wasn’t it only supposed to be nonliving? Does that mean he got stronger, or am I mixing him up with someone else? Damnit, isn't anyone going to do something!? More screams rang out as people desperately tried to get away. It didn’t seem like backup was coming anytime soon.

Thankfully, enough blood had gathered that Taylor was able to make about five small, condensed balls of blood. Eyeing the staff that Entropy was holding, Taylor grimaced. In both attacks, the villain had used the staff. Is that where his power comes from? Taylor condensed the balls further so that they were now smaller but more harmful. The end goal would be to separate Entropy from the staff, but he wouldn’t be able to do it now. He didn’t have anything sharp enough to make a real cut. That meant he didn’t have enough blood to make a weapon or use for an effective attack; at best, the tiny balls would be able to cause a little damage. It won’t be enough though. Using his powers, Taylor lifted the small balls into the air and aimed for the maniac. A distraction is better than nothing…

((Next: SapphireSkylines ))

 

[Deathkitten]

Teslie Coila

~Vurudial~​

This was incredibly boring to Vurudial, especially considering he didn't want to be there. It actually took him a little while to realize his sister wasn't beside him, good job on their part. Maybe he'd have to take them more seriously if they could fool him into this situation. Still... some important stuff was being talked about. He already knew they'd try to stop him from hurting other students, even when they annoyed him. A shame, as those who annoyed him might make convenient experiments.

He was already thinking of how he could bypass the rules, how to get around their bull, and so help him if they didn't room Saruki with him... they'd regret it. No if, ands, or buts about it. For the moment though, he decided he'd play along to some extent, even when the large ugly robot slammed down into the stage. The staff were presumably dead. Good job, he supposed. This was possibly some test. Instead of offering any aid to anyone, he walked off to the side to stand near the building, well out of the way of the robot and its insane occupant.

From here, he could study it. If this was a test, he'd gladly fail. If it wasn't? Good riddance. He'd have to get away, but all would be fine in his book. He'd actually prefer that.

((Short, but your turn, Blaire Wisteria ))

 

[Blaire Wisteria]

Teslie Coila

Jasper​

Being the diligent student that he was, Jasper jotted down notes in his large tome, The Book of Philyra. He made sure to write down as many details as possible about magic usage restrictions and the like. As always, the writing that is best described as chicken scratch, faded from the pages. Sure he hadn't even taken the entrance exam, but you can never be too sure. And he sure as hell didn't want to screw up in the first few days of school. His train of thought came to a screeching halt as his stomach growled. Ugh, he knew he shouldn't have skipped breakfast, but he was in a rush and there was food to be had at the school anyways.

He refocused himself on his note taking yet again. Only this time, the speakers got cut off by a large robot crashing down on top of them. "Really? Now of all times?" He sighed. People all around were screaming and running for their lives as the villain attacked. Being on the far end, Jasper stood up to make room for any of those that were looking to flee and run past. That was when the kid next to him stood up and started issuing orders to everyone. "There was always one, huh?" He shrugged his shoulders thinking, "Well, better him than me." At that moment, the boy turned to him and asked if Jasper could back him up.

He was going to do something stupid, but it's not like he had any better ideas himself. As the young man leaped up at the pink mech, Jasper took a step back to get a better view of it. "Ah, there. I could do some damage or at the very least slow it down." He mumbled to himself, his tome floating out of his hands and hovering a foot above his head. It opened up as the white noise started in Jasper's head, annoying, but bearable. He stretched his arms out, cracked his knuckles, and brought his hands close together. The BoP's pages started glowing a bright golden light and flipping faster and faster. Then, Jasper's fingers and hands started moving around, accelerating with the pages. As if they were manipulating and folding something at incredible, inhuman speeds.

The sound of ripped paper filled the air around him as page after page of the tome tore itself out. Inserting itself into place inbetween the other pages. First a cone, then another a cylinder, followed by 3 triangles at it's base, and some shredded paper out the back. Then again and again and again over and over again. Each little paper creation floating right in front of the large book in a tight group. With a sudden stop, Jasper's hands went rigid and the book slammed shut. With that, the tiny paper rocket barrage he created shot forward towards the mech's leg joints. Little streams of paper in the back flapping as they soared through the air. The book floated back down into Jasper's hands, stopping the white noise in an instant.

Realizing that he brought more attention to himself than he'd have liked. He took off in the opposite direction he was facing to get a better angle. Plus, it would be best to be as far away as he could if the rockets actually made contact.

OnyxReaper

 

[SapphireSkylines]

Entropy

Adele was sitting somewhere in the third row of potential students. She managed to maintain a straight face as she sat there. She knew her dad was somewhere inside the school waiting for her, probably in the cafeteria where the buffet was being prepared. Adele didn't want to do this, but then again... she hardly wanted to do anything anymore. Life was just a pointless charade of growing up, working, and then finally dying. But no matter, she wanted to make her father happy. Adele continued to listen to the lecture by Lady Astrella. The rules seemed reasonable and second nature to any powered student attending a school like hers. Nothing was too out of the ordinary until Adele noticed the portal starting to form behind Lady Astrella... was this part of the meeting?

As the portal got larger and larger and the well known super villain - Entropy stepped out of it, she knew this was definitely not apart of the meeting. Potential students started screaming and running in all different directions. Lady Astrella herself disappeared into thin air, was she really taken out that easily? She'd stand up and observe the situation for a moment. She even noticed some of the staff running away... that didn't make sense, why would they run away? Aren't they trained powered people who could help?

Entropy then slammed his staff down turning adult and kid alike into dust. Adele's eyes widened in horror at this and activated her feathery-like angel wings quickly before she was turned. She'd fly up into the air, noticing a boy, not much shorter than her use his sprinting abilities to move quickly inside of the building. It looked like he was up to something, maybe he was getting help. And then another boy was... cutting himself and making his blood into a weapon? At least two people weren't being cowards. And then something dawned on her... Entropy escaped from jail and purposefully targeted the school to kill future supers.

This was it... he was going to kill everyone by turning them into dust. Maybe this was the end of her life. No... some people had to survive, her dad needed to escape. She needed to distract him while everyone evacuated. Maybe it was the end of the line for her, but it wasn't going to be the end of the line for everyone else. She'd begin to form a light shield around her by moving her arm into a circle. That would at least keep her protected temporarily. She'd then charge quickly mid flight toward the villain, shooting a wave of light energy toward him, hoping to hit him on his side and the side of his face.

( K KodomoYamiya )

 

[KodomoYamiya]

Entropy-

The orientation was fairly boring, and something that easily came second nature to Aru. Having just recently moved schools, the rules seemed to be very similar to the same he’d followed since a few years ago. Even though it bored him out of his mind to listen, he did listen rather intently. Terrified of the headmistress, what if she noticed him not paying attention? What if she hated him just because he hadn’t payed attention? What if…?! He couldn’t have that!

Still, it was rather early in the day and Aru was already beginning to get hungry. Having not eaten at all since the previous morning, his stomach was already grumbling. He was already terrified from the headmistress being the one who’d given the lecture, but he was also sat between two females. Aru wanted to run home and hide beneath the covers, he just hoped they didn’t notice his (very obvious) nervousness. Miserably, he wiped his palms on his shirt.

Soon enough a large portal began to open up behind the head mistress as she was finally getting to the most important part. Aru couldn’t tell if this was part of the orientation or not, he prayed it wasn’t. Then a guy came out of it, and disintegrated her! Aru immediately froze up, recognizing the man as Entropy. Aru had heard of him from the news, but wasn’t he supposed to be in jail? He was!

Aru could have sworn it! Even so, he was clearly there, causing an ashy massacre of children and staff alike. After a moment, time seemed to stop for him. Children were doing things, but he couldn’t comprehend what was going on around him. He just started screaming and curled into a ball, his powers kicking in and creating a magical barrier around himself that looked like a condensed ball of darkness. He couldn’t deal with this right now, Aru’s heart felt like it was about to pound itself right out of his chest.

( Osuka 's up next!)

 

[Osuka]

This was going to be a pain.

Fay had been sitting in his seat with a notebook out, pen in his hand, and his nose deep in his book as he attempted with all his might to keep up with the speakers. As a studious student of his old school, and basically representing that school, Fay felt it was his responsibility to be attentive, taking note of every detail of every rule that was set by the staff to ensure that their time here went smoothly. Even though he was making sure to take notes, he was finding it harder and harder to do so, slacking off every once in a while and then cursing himself under his soprano-toned breath as he tried to catch up.

Eventually, he groaned and put away the notebook in his cloak – it was going to be absolutely impossible to catch up with being so far behind in the speech. He might as well quit while he had the chance. This was about the time that she began speaking about the speech. Everyone here seemed as if they knew this was gravely important – the following exam was sure to be difficult and could either make or break them. The thought of failing this and having to face his old Headmistress gave him a headache. If he failed this, he wasn’t worried about some kind of “talk.” The woman was far scarier.

Something changed, though. He could feel it in that instant: a stirring of mana behind Headmistress Astrella, but he was too late to pinpoint it. In the very second that he felt it, he could only watch in horror as he watched one of the most infamous mages – Entropy, appearing with Astrella held at point blank. This wasn’t good at all. Entropy had been known to cause massive amounts of mayhem, and it took so much to be able to…

To capture him. Wasn’t he supposed to be in high-security lockdown?! In the exact moment that Fay had decided to snap his staff to his hands, he watched as the crystal glowed and turned Astrella into nothing but ash, bringing him to stare in abject horror. She… She was gone in an instant. How could that be? There was no way he could learn to boost his skills to biological material in the time he was held captive, and if he was honest, there was no way security would have held him with something he could break down.

This was an utter nightmare, but he didn’t have time to think. Just as everyone began running, he watched Entropy lift his staff. Fay brought his staff before him parallel to the ground and sucked in a breath before chanting as loud as he could:

“Ventas Liberi!!!!”

Just as the staff Entropy held cracked into the stage, Fay slammed his will through his body and into his staff before it projected outward.

For him, Magick, the kind of thing that isn’t done on stage as sleights, worked something like this:



When a person uses their magick, they're using their Will. They’re pulling their Will into a shape and projecting it into the world, demanding that reality bend to them. Sometimes it worked, and sometimes you were so tired that the world decided to kick you in the teeth. But if you were clever and good enough, sometimes you could pull something off that will save your hide.

But he was too late. His goal was to save as many as he could as he pushed the pulse of life mana outwards, but everything in front of him was dissolved into dust, and only he and the one near him that sprinted off were alive in their section. It made him sick to his stomach and dizzy to see so many lives disappear into nothing in front of him, but the adrenaline of the sudden threat was the only thing keeping him from losing it completely.

“You’ve dealt with something like this before, Fay,” he told himself in his mind. “Don’t give this jerk an inch.”

With that, and a twist of his staff, Fay pointed the jeweled end of his mage’s staff at Entropy, drew his Will, his fear, horror, and all of his other emotions up into his core, and shouted.

“Ventas Infierno!!!”

The result was his Will once again slamming through his staff and projecting outward as an enormous ball of blazing hot, blue flames aimed not at Entropy’s core, but at his legs. The idea was, while the other students were distracting him, to catch him off guard with a high speed channeling spell and not give him room to simply deflect it. If the ball of fire made contact with Entropy or the stage, the recliner-sized ball of fire would detonate on contact and flare upward with a ferocity that could send a small electric car flying. It was a lot of his Will, but it was what he had, and he had to make this quick.

But the question he had before wasn’t leaving…

Why the hell was Entropy, a man known for being able to break down non-biological material to cause mayhem, using magick like this instead? It wasn’t his mode of operation. In fact, he’s never once been known to break down a person or any creature that had flesh and guts. Something was wrong here, but he just couldn’t put his finger on it at the moment. There was too much going on.

Why could he suddenly kill living things without collapsing something onto them or anything of the sort?

Astralworks

 

[Astralworks]

En Valkyrie II --Enter Entropy--

En's morning was extremely lively with his mom sitting him down and telling him how orientations work and what info he'll need to know or find out. Not to mention, a mini training session in case he got a surprise at the ceremony, leaving him with an aching back due to Aiel's insistence on teaching his younger kin the correct way to avoid physical moves while falling, and his father getting payback for the scar En Valkyrie I gave him that memorable night. Yep, En's day was off to a really great start.

Look alive young one. Your generation is upon us.

Nestled quietly in his seat, En had been keenly paying attention for the duration of the introduction ceremony as the teachers took turns giving important info on rules, guidelines, and even the activities that were to come today including a buffet later in the afternoon. Thanks to his mom he was able to mentally take the need-to-knows from the fluff and ended up picturing himself in several situations, which brought up a few questions mainly relating to magic use while on school grounds. Otherwise he just breezed there completely focused on anything on the podium that moved, giving the people around him a scanning glance every few minutes. It was at this time he understood exactly how much he really had to experience in the outside world whenever he wasn't taking a life threatening jog through the streets of his home.

It seems you have a visitor.

The soul of his ancestor once again spoke to him as his yellow piercing eyes zoned in on a rift slowly tearing the fabric of existence while a man...? A man, emerged from the rip clad in cloak and wielding a staff crept up behind the head mistress as she merely uttered of an exam and how influential it was to the futures of the soon-to-be students. There was flash of bright scarlet. Then there was dust. Turned out the intruder disintegrated the Head of the school before everyone's eyes, causing wide-spreading panic from not only the audience but the staff as well. It was a disaster.

En stood tall as his ancestor beckoned him once more. Do you remember our destiny young one? The sound of the intruder slamming the foot of his staff upon the podium echoed in En's ears as he stilled himself. His attention on the second soul in his body. Yes. Our destiny is to destroy the world. Screams of absolute terror filled the air, along with the dust of more disintegrated victims. En Valkyrie I smiled as the two souls interacted with each other. Then observe what it's like to take the life of another. Identify true heartless destruction. Burn these events into your head.


More than a moment came to pass as En followed the advice given to him, taking his seat, and looking on like the events didn't apply to him. Today was a lovely day indeed.


Deathkitten (You're up!)

 

[Deathkitten]

Entropy

~Saruki~​

Saruki, this little thing with bright pink hair and a dislike of clothes that didn't fit her scantily, was pointedly paying no attention to what the lady up front or her friends had to say. It didn't matter. They'd be getting out of there anyways. Her brother not being beside her freaked her out a little bit, but it showed her something about the nature of all this. Good. Now she just had to wait for something to happen. There was no way that these buffoons were pulling this crap if they didn't want to test them somehow.

The fact that they even had to take the test was laughable. Vurudial and her were in either way. They didn't have a choice in the damned matter. Whatever. She took the opportunity sitting here to people watch, get a good look at those who might be a part of her class. Other magic users? That was her only even sort of guess. There were some cute people around her, especially in the same row she sat in. She hoped some of them got through. It'd be fun to tease them and torture them.

This Supervillain attacked. Entropy. She had, of course, heard of him. It seemed odd that he was able to disintegrate living matter, when he used to only be able to do non-living. Huh... plus he was in custody last she heard. Oh this was totally a test. Good thing she had no reason to take it seriously either way! She almost casually stood, walking off to the side so she'd be out of the range of his staff's blast, and sat. Saruki started drawing a circle in the grass with her fingers, the lines dimly glowing until she had finished.

It created a barrier which surrounded her from the connection point on the grass, glowing purple, though the barrier was thin-looking and translucent, nearly transparent. From here, she'd watch... "Run run run... idiots. Not like it'll make a difference," she chided under her breath as she watched the chaos with a smile.
((Up next, MirrorBoy ))

 

[MirrorBoy]

Entropy
-Himari Tachimori-

The orientation proceeded as insipid as the average middle school student would expect. But Himari listened to the best of her ability to the woman speaking at the podium. Then, her attention was brought to the podium itself. The metallic sheen of the podium was deemed strange by Himari. Part of it may be because of her having lived in an agricultural estate. But, in the end, she just thought how nice it would have been if the podium were built out of a high quality wood. Maybe mahogany? Or something local, like katsura? Or maybe even something exotic, acacia, perhaps?

She closed her eyes, trying to concentrate back to the platitudes and bromides given by Lady Astrelia. But she would always find herself distracted. Himari isn't usually this restless, but the absence of her favorite sunflower might have been the cause of it. She looked around her, as if searching for someone she knew. She playfully kicked her feet about which does not seem to quite reach the grass growing below. Grass was not a very interesting plant, Himari have always thought, but it was enough to distract her for a few minutes. She tried to use her magic on the grass as discreetly as she can. The grass grew slightly and tickled her ankles. As innocuous as this little antic might seem, it was hard to believe that this will help her in the cataclysm that would follow soon after.

Suddenly, a loud noise occurred near her. This shocked Himari who immediately glanced to the person next to her. Someone skipped breakfast, Himari thought, how irresponsible. Why, If it were her older brother that skipped meals she would have lectured him to no end. Unbeknownst to Himari, the shock made her apply a little more magic than she wanted on the grass below. By the time she realized, the blades of grass are already wrapping around the legs of her chair. She scrambled to hide them, not wanting to create a scene.

Then, the air changed. The burgeoning of grass halted almost to a complete stop, almost as if the plants sensed the terror around the stage. And when Himari lifted her head to look at the stage, there was already a cloaked man and Lady Astrelia was nowhere to be seen. She was already killed by the cloaked figure known as Entropy. Himari herself has little knowledge about this convict, only hearing the name occasionally in rumors. But one thing is certain, the plants seem to realize the exigency of the situation. Students around her scampered about, only to be caught mid-scream to the terrible magic of Entropy. Some of the prospective students, though, decided to fight. Himari, not knowing any directly offensive uses for her magic, went and looked around her to find someone to help.

But she realized that everyone, save for a reliable few, has the same idea of making a barrier against the mad sage's spells. So Himari decided to do the same. While her powers were not suited for barriers and such, she recalled that Entropy can only target inorganic objects. So she immediately touched the ground with her palms, focusing her magic to try and grow the grass around her until it hid her. By doing this, she has also established liaison with the senses of the grass, that is, as long as she remains in contact with the ground. Luckily, the kind of grass used in the courtyard shares the same main root, so the vegetative network connection seems to work splendidly. She released her magical energy up until the grass covered her completely. But the grass kept growing. Ohhh..., Himari thought, I've used too much. Even the far-off grass started to grow slightly, as if they were sharing the magical energy Himari released on the grass beneath her through the main root.

Himari suddenly realized a potential flaw in her plan: Entropy have already used his powers successfully against Lady Astrelia and some of the students, and as far as one would expect, they are biological. Could this mean that Himari's grass barrier would be ineffective? Himari felt a sense of dread realizing this before immediately moving as far away as the grass goes. She stayed there, a good distance from Entropy, watching the other students fight behind the blades of grass while occasionally looking for someone to assist.

((( Vagabond Spectre 's turn)))

 

[LoneWolf]

Tempest
Locke was sitting in the last row at the corner. He was giving an aura of someone who didn't want anyone approaching him. It was not like he was trying to play someone who did not like to socialize. It's just that the energy in the air gave him a bad feeling.

Locke politely cut short the person near him was trying to start a conversation with him. He coldly told him to focus on what's going on ahead.

Today Locke could literally feel misfortune emanating from a lot of people. Normally his senses weren't very accurate. But they had never reacted so strongly before, except one day, the day when his powers manifested.
Today it started in the morning. He had a bad feeling when he was going out and while having breakfast. His senses started tingling uncontrollably when he reached the school and since a few moments ago his whole body was shivering. And it definitely was not because he was scared or something.

Locke coldly glanced over all the people present and started making his way towards the exit. But suddenly the whole crowd became silent. He rolled his eyes and started preparing......to run.

 

[Osuka]

Tempest


This meeting fucking blew.

Tsunami had been sitting in the far back left of the Elemental Students section with his head in his palm, elbow on his knee, and looking anywhere but the front. It didn't matter what she had to say, anyway - as a troubled student being transferred from Victoria, he didn't need to worry about some stupid "test" since he was basically being held hostage. Everyone else looked either bored or completely focused on what the lady up front - whose name he had forgotten as soon as she said it since he probably wasn't gonna see her anymore after this - was saying.

Still, something didn't feel right. It was probably that he hadn't eaten at all today, so he brushed it off as absolutely nothing while his mind drifted back to his friend. It felt like it was just a few minutes ago, even though it was months. The kid - his best friend in Victoria's school, had just... Disappeared. He was gone. Then the fucking news-

Oho the fucking media.

They were ripping his best friend left and right, saying that he had done things that he knew the kid would never do. He was too closed off and shy - hell, he never even left Tsunami's side when it could be an option. They were inseparable, the two of them, and because of everything that's happened, he felt... Well, a sense of responsibility. He had to find the bastard that was wearing his friend's face and beat him into oblivion - even if it killed him. If it could clear his friend's name, he'd do absolutely anything possible. They were like brothers.

Tempest was the only brother he ever had, whether they were related or not.

It was then that he heard the sound of a bone-crushing thud and a few more snaps, making his focus all blink to the front stage. Astrella was dead, and so were the rest of the staff, and standing in front of it all...

Tempest.

Immediately he could feel his blood boiling as he saw the bastard that was faking to be his friend go after student after student as if they were rodents, chasing them all down and killing them left and right. His heart was thundering in his chest, head swimming with fury until he couldn't take it anymore, and with a quick movement, his chair was flying through the air at more than seventy miles per hour straight for the motherfucker playing pretend.

"YOU COCKY LITTLE SHIT!!!!!" Tsunami roared out as he charged towards the fake Tempest, pulling any liquid he could from any source around him to follow. "I'll KILL YOUR ARSE!!! You hear me!!!! NO one is allowed to ruin my friend's name!!! You're DEAD!!!"

And with that, Tsunami flung himself high into the air before slamming his fist forward, the fountain of water nearby as well as any other liquids he could muster from the area slinging forth as an enormous spear of liquid death, hurling straight for the fake Tempest's chest. He wasn't done though, whether it hit and speared him into the ground or the man dodged it.

Tempest was coming down from the ground at rapid speeds, fist drawn back as he stuck out his opposite foot in an attempt to flying drop kick the man in the face. If the first attack missed but this one landed, the impersonating Tempest would be slammed into the ground with the back of his head landing first, likely with bone-crushing force, but if both the spear and the kick missed, Tsunami would already be gathering the liquids around him to prepare for another attack as he would roll past Tempest, which the roll would only happen if neither strike landed and he could dodge the upcoming counter-attack.

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[Vagabond Spectre]

Terry and Dio
Entropy
​

During Lady Astrella's orientation. Terry listened closely in his seat. His eyes weren't on the principal but on his hands. He was sewing a small piece of cloth, in his seat... In a middle of an orientation... He has a medium sized needle with a white thread attached to it. Sewing away the cloth. Despite his ignorant sewing, he was actually listening. He was like a senior citizen listening to a story of the younger generation. He even sits like an old person.

Dio, who resting on his shoulder was sound asleep. His huge head sleeping over his right shoulder. Anyone could easlliy notice this small guy taking a snooze in a middle of an orientation. Terry didn't even bother waking him up. Dio's movements imitates an actual human being. He appears to be breathing and snoring, just like a human would do. This doll's mouth was wide open, if he has an ability to drool he'd pour a waterfall of it. Dio's facial and body expressions were always exaggerated.

Nothing much special going on after that. Terry's calm face remained as he sew a white piece of cloth. Maybe he has a plan to produce another doll of his liking? Who knows. Sudden change of pace made his adrenaline rise in his body. The lady on the podium before him has been disintegrated. Although he didn't see it. Terry's reaction was slow and pathetic. He only caught to the situation after a few moments have happened. "W-what!? What's going on!?" Terry stood up from his seat trying his best to react to the situation.

He touched his shoulder on where Dio should be. Terry's reaction became intense when he didn't felt his doll over his shoulder. "Dio? DIO!?" Terry's voiced raised as he looked over his shoulder. Dio was not there. He may have fell off when he stood with haste. The tall blonde's deep blue eyes scrooled through the environment looking for his pal. He didn't seem to care about the bigger fact that a super-villain was with him. Terry barely knows anyone. Not this "Entropy" guy nor Lady Astrella. So much of wanting to study.

His worried eyes searched faster for the only doll. "I have lost alot of dolls from the past but i'm losing not you, Dio!" He yelled in a frustrated tone, while he looked under the chairs. He deeply cared for Dio. So much that he is ignoring the bigger problem in front of his face. At last he found Dio. He found him under a chair of a different student, who used to sit in it. Dio rubbed his head casually, seems like he fell but didn't hurt as much. Terry picked Dio and hugged the doll like a little girl. Terry and Dio were hiding from a bunch of chairs aligned in a row. Terry was in kneel down position behind the chairs, thus hiding him from most things. There was nothing much he can do. He won't make Dio fight, for he is not ready.

YffreJephre

 

[YffreJephre]

Jimmy Green- Entropy​

This was wrong.

So wrong.

Why the hell wouldn't they feed the students first? James Greenman had arrived early to the school, where his probation officer had granted him his survival pack, the small backpack that had virtually every possession he cherished inside it.

"Well Jimmy, this is it. I know you got this," Pete said to him. He and the officer had started a conversation the day they'd met, and had developed a close bond in a short time. James had that effect on people sometimes.........alltimes...... and it didn't really bother him. He just understood everyone, and so everyone felt open enough to talk with him.

"Thanks Pete. Don't worry about Jasmine, eh? She's just going through some stuff she's not ready to talk about with you yet. Give her time," he placed a hand on his probation officer's shoulder, ignoring a tear Pete wiped away with a flick that suggested he was shooing a fly.

"I know, man. It's just.......well anyway! I made sure to pack that pot.."

"Cauldron."

"I'm not calling it that. And I got your toolkit. You really have everything in there, eh? But I did take this out," he drew a small hand sickle out and wiggled it at Jimmy.

"OH DUDE NO!" he made to snatch it, but the officer's hands shot up and out to catch him before he could. "I'm not kidding, Pete! That was my grandfather's!"

Peter Jackledge eyed the youth. He had gotten to know Jimmy Green quite well over the last few days. He knew the kid wasn't really guilty of anything violent, and he knew the kid knew that. "Don't. Let. Them. See. It." He punctuated every syllable, but flipped the knife in his hand and handed it to the kid. "Now put it away. Anyway, you have everything that was on this list, but if you need anything else, just call.

James nodded gratefully, and drew the man into a hug. Pete was only a few inches taller than him at 5'6", so it didn't feel like a child hugging an adult for once, just two dudes who had made friends and would sadden at their departure.

---------Orientation------------

He wandered about the school, searching for the cafeteria to see if he could weasel a snack out of a lunchperson. These buildings were old, even if the facility was not so much. He could feel the age of at least a few generations in these stones and in the walkways he trod on.

Someone with gout had trodden here not too long ago, aye, and another with arthritis. Parents, grandparents, guardians, teachers. Not just students that wandered here, then. He felt the age sink into his bones, stiffen his joints, sallow his face.

Perfect.

"Ma'am? Can I assist you?"

The speaker was a youth, she younger than Jimmy by a year or two, but looked and spoke to him as though he were an ancient. He spotted himself in a window. He looked an ancient, to be sure.

"Just point me towards the buffet, my love," he answered her in a voice who's croak told of a life long-lived.

The girl smiled and guided her to the cafeteria, even loading Jimmy's plate for him. and walking him towards the orientation chamber.

"The orientation is always fun! They try to trick the kids every semester for the exam, and some of us watch from a one-way-window the staff magicked on the west side. Did you have a grandchild attending?" the girl was very sweet, and Jimmy almost felt bad as he banished the aches and pains from his body and drew himself to his full towering 5'4" frame and she jumped back in astonishment.

"No, I'll be attending this year. Thanks for the heads up though!" He smiled as the youth tried to stammer something out, but she wasn't able to before he had entered and taken his seat.

He Listened to the orientation. It wasn't a magic, so far as he knew, but his keen ears assured that he never missed a word. He heard a soft soprano voice give an exasperated huff, and was getting a feel for his classmates before proper introductions would be had.

He was seated in the magic-user section. He wasn't entirely sure that his powers were in fact magic, but they didn't really fit anywhere else. There was a boy.....a boy? a boy talking with a goddess that James could only feel the slightest presence of, but the lad was talking with her nonetheless.

Several others had even odder assortments of attachments they had clinging to them. An ancestor bent on world domination was somewhere in the room, Jimmy could smell his discontentment, while a doll-given-life lay snoozing on it's creators shoulder.

This place is going to be fairly interesting! he thought to himself, shoveling the last of the Mac 'N Cheese down his throat.

The portal opened

People disolved

But their stories weren't over.

Jimmy could feel their presences suddenly transported elsewhere, but they were surely transported. He knew, from that shitty-ass day, what it felt like when many people were suddenly snuffed out of existence. This had none of that taste, none of the flavor of a true massacre.

And Entropy was totally still in lockdown. No doubt.

But he had to play his part.

He drew a thick wrench from his tool pouch. It had serviced the car he had used while cruising the abandoned side-streets of LA, and had served him as a perfect hunting tool in the field. He chucked the wrench, sending it spinning...

straight into a dark barrier that sprung up at the moment he released the wrench.

Crap.

It whanged off the shield, causing a shriek from it's interior, and shattered an ornamental glass light that had been erected with the podium. Luckily, the teacher that had been under it were already gone, so the glass had no victims other than the Superfakevillan.

"Thank you!" he shouted towards the Entropy-like figure, as he re-equipped himself with his grandfather's sickle and ducked behind the darkness barrier.

"HEY KID, YOU ALRIGHT? SORRY I WHANGED YOUR SHIELD!"

Deathkitten

 

[Deathkitten]

Spoiler: Entropy 2

((Post order is still the same. Deathkitten , Kyrenka , SapphireSkylines , Osuka , Astralworks , Deathkitten , MirrorBoy , Vagabond Spectre , YffreJephre ))

No words were needed for something like this. It was simple, a plan to attack. He ignored many, choosing to disintegrate the podium and stage that was set up. It wasn't long, though, before some started to attack him. Some random man charged forward and was taken out same as the stage. He was ruthless, and this showed. No blood, much cleaner than a normal murderer.

He paid little attention to those who had gotten far enough away, at least for the moment. His attention was instead now on a petulant child ( Kyrenka ), who seemed to be filled with a determination of adrenaline fueled fury. Entropy grinned at him, pulling up an arcane barrier with a smooth movement of his staff. This barrier practically flew forward as the balls of blood came towards him, intending to not only ruin the small orbs, but also to slam into the child.

This temporary distraction nearly made him get hit by the wave of light. Luckily, he'd had more than a bit of practice in fights. It hit a thick barrier that only made itself apparent once the light made contact, and he didn't seem pleased that she had shown that he had a barrier up at all ( SapphireSkylines ). Luckily, however, for some students that had yet to move, he was far too distracted to properly attack them ( K KodomoYamiya , MirrorBoy , Vagabond Spectre ).

This distraction only persisted with the addition of a young boy, ( Osuka ) who seemed quite well versed in magic already. Whilst trying to deal with the incoming angel girl, this irritating child has sent a fireball his way. Damn. Doing two things at once was so much less efficient, but again, it isn't like that wasn't the norm for him. Supervillains have to face off police and these horrid things called Superheroes. Either they got good at multitasking or they got caught... or even killed.

He pointed a hand at the fireball being conjured up by the boy, and pointed the staff at the angel. Without using his staff, the barrier he then created was far weaker than the first he had made. Still, it halted the fireball in its tracks. With the staff, however, he sent forth a jolt of energy at the angel. If it were to make contact, she'd surely face the same fate as Lady Astrella.

Only then did he get showered with glass, causing him to turn and look at the cause of such retched actions ( YffreJephre ), and as an extension of that, the darkness barrier itself ( K KodomoYamiya ). He slammed his staff down again, creating a burst of that awful energy to deter anyone who might try to come near to him, before creating a quick portal in front of him. Stepping through, the other side of this portal opened just as quickly as the entrance, right behind the two children. The portals closed as soon as he stepped through, and he grinned at the idiot children.

First, the one who tossed a wrench. He took aim again, firing off a jolt of energy that would off him should he not dodge. The barrier child could wait for the moment. This one annoyed him.

Spoiler: Tempest 2

(( elextrified , Steve Freeling , Blackrose7 , Coffeepot Giraffe , Osuka ))

This was far too easy. Each snatch of his hand and thrust forward and down proved to be more effective the more he did it. Just the whiplash alone was snapping cervical vertebrae in the neck, leaving students either deceased or paralyzed entirely. But what was all this? ( elextrified ) One student seemed to get the idea that placing distance between the two of them, about twenty feet, would be sufficient to give him some sort of leeway. It was true that getting distance from a hand-to-hand combatant was incredibly useful if you’re a ranged fighter, but once the distance was closed, you were left at a dismal disadvantage. He’d deal with that one last, just to teach him a lesson.

Then there was another ( Steve Freeling ) who had gotten his breeches in a twist, it appeared. Rushing in like a fool who couldn’t even see. Tempest was using his bare hands the entire time – of course, he was an elementalist, so naturally he would be using the elements to raise the impact of his attacks to a far higher degree. So he simply paused and stared at the boy as he began to close distance. Thirty feet. Twenty five. Twenty. Fifteen. Ten. Five. It was almost as if Tempest’s perception of time had slowed as he allowed the adrenaline to finally kick in full-force, waiting for what seemed like eons for the right haymaker to connect, and at the absolute slightest touch, Tempest twirled with the hit in-place towards his own right, allowing his right knee to raise as a sudden torrent of wind picked up behind his heel. From here, using Steven’s useless strike now that the impact was all but nullified due to the twist to further accelerate himself, Tempest’s body finished spinning halfway before the heel that had the current of wind behind it snapped out at eighty miles per hour, adding with it the addition of his knee bending to increase the impact. The kick was aimed towards his jaw, and knowing that Steven had done something so naive as to fully dedicate himself to the punch with no way to re-position himself, Tempest was almost sure that the nigh-lethal kick would land against Steve’s jaw. If the spinning kick with his heel landed, it would assuredly break the man’s jaw and send him flying away from him. Still, if it didn’t, the gust that came from the advanced manipulation was sure to throw the man off balance if he couldn’t avoid it.

But with less than a meter of space between them, Tempest doubted it. This kid who charged him was just a Freshman, after all.

“Idiot,” he mumbles under his breath as he speaks towards Steve. “The only thing I use are what’s attached to me from the start.”

His third issue was the girl who seemed to be casting a spell ( Blackrose7 ). From what he could tell, it seemed as if she was attempting to get out of the situation, or maybe help the students who had already been taken down? As for ( Coffeepot Giraffe ), he could be ignored for now. Too much distance to bother. The other one who was starting to run ( LoneWolf ) could be handled later.

But something else that was more pressing caught his attention. There was someone screaming his fury off in the distance, and with what he could call impressive for a Freshman, the man sprung into the air and had hurled down a spear of water, which Tempest had dodged with a quick turn and a bounce to his left, leaving the boy to come crashing down to Earth. Tempest could have finished him with a spike of stone jutting from the ground directly under the landing point, but instead, his hand flicked out and suddenly took control of the water, which he then formed into a spear and froze, only to hurl it at ( LoneWolf ) now that he had an opportunity to do some damage. The spear would be moving at no less than sixty miles per hour from point of launch, aimed straight for the boy’s core. If the hit landed, the spear would puncture entirely through the child, rending a hole the size of a grapefruit through him. If it didn’t, it would likely continue past him and take out another of the fresh meat.

It didn’t matter.

But now that Tsunami ( Osuka because self-tagging for reference) had passed by him, it was time to deal with the man. Tempest used Wind once again to charge forward at a blinding speed, throwing a right roundhouse kick towards him with the impact force equaling the weight of a baby elephant. If the hit found it’s mark on the side of Tsunami’s head, the boy would suffer from bone crushing force and likely die in the process. If it was blocked, Tsunami would still be flung away, likely suffering from broken bones in his arm, and if he dodged, Tempest would only start to re-position himself in order to keep the pressure on him.

"Time for you to die.”

No one was going to leave this place alive if he had any say in the matter.

Spoiler: Teslie Coila 2

(( OnyxReaper , Deathkitten , Blaire Wisteria , Daniel Reaving ))

Her robot was pretty, damn it. They just needed to realize that.

It didn't take long, however, before some of the braver ones began their attacks. "Sillies," she said in her microphone, the arm of her robot swinging up to cut-off and possibly even slam into the jumping boy ( OnyxReaper ). The other one was far more annoying, however. Jumping was one thing, but if he was shooting paper things from so far away, that presented a little bit more of an issue ( Blaire Wisteria ).

The pink monstrosity turned as Teslie tucked herself away into the head again, the process of turning making an awful grinding sound. The leg took the unfortunate attack, and while it definitely took off a large area of paint and covered that same area with burn marks, it didn't seem to do structural damage.

"My cutie can take more than that, you meanie!" she sounded incredibly frustrated, even letting out a little angry shriek, "Ohhhh! You messed up her paint job! You awful people! Don't you know she has to be lovely?!" She, now turned towards the offender, made the robot hold out its hand. A port opened up, even the inside a ghastly shade of pink, and a tremendous blast went off.

A rocket shot forth from the hole, probably a bit of overkill on her part, and zoomed towards the book-using boy. Surely, if he didn't get out of the way somehow, he'd be dead.

 

[Deathkitten]

(( Kyrenka - Skipping my post so everyone doesn't have to wait on me. Big post made me more tired. I'll go either last or in a lull. ))

 

[Kyrenka]

Entropy

~Taylor~​

Unsurprisingly, the distraction didn't do much. The mage had easily deflected Taylor's attack as well as other stronger attacks from nearby supers. One thing was for certain, this wasn't going to be easy. Before he had time to curse his luck, Entropy's barrier continued forward with the intention of hitting Taylor. Not wanting to see what would happen if the barrier made contact, Taylor flung himself to the right. I need a weapon! While his previous scratches were still bleeding, it wasn't enough. Glancing up,Taylor felt his stomach drop. Entropy had disappeared from his previous position and was now right in front of him. Fortunately, his back was facing Taylor; the villain hadn't noticed him yet. Unfortunately, his attention was now on the unsuspecting students he had teleported behind. Entropy fired a bolt at the wiry kid and Taylor couldn't see if the guy had dodged or not.

Taylor half-considered reaching up and choking the villain, but he didn't want to risk contact. Turning to a pile of dust would be a pathetic way to die. Grabbing one of the countless abandoned metal chairs, the blonde brought it over his head. Hope you brought Tylenol asshole! With that, Taylor swung down with all of his strength towards the top of Entropy's head.

((If it connects/how much damage it does depends on Deathkitten . Especially since Tay's physical strength is only 10 ))
((Next: SapphireSkylines ))

 

[OnyxReaper]

Teslie Coila (2)

Guyle Heston
A.K.A
Bullwhip
​

Guyle grimaced as the heavy metal arm swung up towards him. "Bastard" he murmured to himself as the air beneath his soles condensed and he hopped backwards.

What was he supposed to do? There's no way he could scratch the damn thing with his abilities... If he couldn't fight, what else could he do? The boy's lips morphed into a snarl as his mind raced with ideas on what he could do. What he had to do.

As his feet touched the ground again, he'd came up with two answers: he could help with the evacuation, or he could try and distract the massive mecha. As Teslie launched a rocket, he'd decided he'd probably end up doing a combination of the two, perhaps not the widest idea, but the best one he could come up with at the time. His feet went cold again and the air exploded beneath him, he launched himself towards the projectile; eye's tracking the rocket as he sprung threw the air.

Yet again, it may not be a wise idea, but, admittedly his entire plan was mainly just to kick the rocket.

Deathkitten

(Sorry it's a bit lackluster, 1am and I've been writing all night)​

 

[Deathkitten]

Teslie Coila

~Vurudial~​

This robot was ungodly ugly, but it was still interesting. It could take a beating, and was at least relatively fast when it wanted to be. On top of that, the two people acting were both interesting themselves. Vurudial scratched at his arm idly, watching with curious focus. As tempting as it was to interact and ruin this annoying girl's day... he didn't want to do anything that would help the school, or worse, that would be what they wanted him to do. He wasn't here by choice, and neither was his sister. They weren't gonna act happy about it.

This woman was insane, and that was saying something, coming from him. She was downright cringy, and he looked around, wondering if he could do something that wasn't particularly helpful... but still made her shut up. The loud sound of the rocket firing off made him jump a bit, and he watched the insane man try to kick the damn thing. Turning away and jogging beyond the idiots to the remains of the stage, he was lucky that the woman's focus was so wholly on the two men.

It took him a moment, but he made a small device from the remains of the stage. It was only slightly covered in pulverized people, but was pretty clean, considering. It was a simple device, and would likely only distract her slightly. He clicked the button with a sigh and a sense of satisfaction, turning off her damned microphone with the tiny jammer he had just created.

No, he didn't want to outright help, but he also didn't want to have to listen to her insanity anymore. Her voice was far more annoying than Saruki's when she had had too much coffee. If this benefited them, then whatever. Have that small victory. Quietly, he decided that it'd be best to back away from the stage before she swings around trying to figure out what happened or something stupid like that.

(( Blaire Wisteria - Aaaaand, you're up again.))