Fantasy Battle Academy

[Zamasu]

WELCOME TO UPTON

A big city located within the borderline between America and Canada. This was originally the great and beautiful Niagara Falls until a terrorist attack has happened which destroyed the falls and a massive tidal wave flooded the small parts of both countries, wiping them off the map.

After a year of clean up, a very wealthy man by the name of Julius Doberman has spend a lot of money to produce a city of his own, with the approval of the United Nations and the governments of America and Canada. The reason for this is unknown, but this city has begin to garner up controversy where sightings of 'mythical beings' begin to move in the city to get a better life ever since its completion. As time passes, with the beings now living and walking alongside the humans, the city has become....A VERY WEIRD PLACE TO LIVE IN.

Picture this; you walk into a McDonald's and one of the cashiers is an elf, or an orc, or something on the lines of animal people. You cannot get those but in Upton. Everything around the city is pretty much unreal. Elements of Sci-Fi, Fantasy, and even other story genres are in the mix of this crazed wacky city, but the development has really gone high up the charts. Economy, industry, politics, education, technology, and the rest have been performing very well. But that all changes when something dark has risen from the fearful minds of people; the Phantoms.

One year ago, a surprise invasion of these nightmarish creatures has caused a total panic and destruction in the city. The president of the United States, Jared Williams, has made a successful counterattack against these monsters, but before they could retreat, they given the president a grim warning.

We will come back with a much larger force than you can ever imagine, so increase the number of your powers while you can. You may never know when will we ever come back to strike again. Phantoms

Coincidentally, Jared heeded their warning and has decided to put up a school on a remote island to train gifted children into becoming the next generation of superheroes. Are you one of these children? Well, of course! And for that, welcome to the Battle Academy.

Spoiler

This was an rp that I had made before ever coming here. It was a minor success until it got dropped dead due to the inactivity of the participants. Also, there has been things that didn't make it to the final cut, so I'm putting these things right here., and also, I had a friend of mine (who is also here) that helped me make this rp happened back, and I'm still going to give him credit for that....and that is you @Daffybebe.

IC: https://www.rpnation.com/threads/battle-academy.349909/
CS: https://www.rpnation.com/threads/battle-academy-character-sheet.350271/
Lore: https://www.rpnation.com/threads/battle-academy-lore-and-other-information.350272/
Rules and OOC: https://www.rpnation.com/threads/battle-academy-rules-and-ooc.350276/

I will be the one to make the starting post. For the participants, please wait until we got enough participants.

 

[Zamasu]

THE START OF THE PARTY! BABY WE ARE GOING ON A CRUISE!

Its 7:00 AM, and the ship is already jammed packed with students from different places, origins, and something in between. You arrive at the docks where the ship lies, and I guess you could hang out if you want to, but anyways, make some friends for a while until the ship set sails to the academy itself.

Raku SachiGrl Roxasarass NextGenRolePlayer thatawesomedude Agent Mena

 

[SachiGrl]

Mademoiselle Mim

With her old brown satchel in one hand, swung over her shoulder, and her large pink luggage in her other, she walked with her chest high exuding confidence in her walk despite the clattering of her potions within her satchel against the back of her shoulder. Her low heels clicked, her clothing fluttered, and her luggage-wheels whirred as she walked up to her designated location, by the docks. Mandated by President Williams, she was to be there by seven in the morning to sail to Battle Academy; it was currently six : fourty-five. Excitement was clearly visible with her wide smile stretching from ear to ear. The noises all around was nothing but a mere whisper to Miriam. She wore her best attire, a loose white shirt tucked into a long polka-dot skirt. Never has she been outside of Valtimor. She packed clothing varying from Winter heavy gear to light airy clothing. Being unprepared is not her motto.

Her hair was tied into a bun behind her head to prevent the purple locks to whip about in the wind annoyingly. Despite her efforts, a few hairs managed to escape and lightly whipped along with the sea breeze. Her emerald eyes, cheerful and lively, looked about for others who may potentially join her on the ship to serve the President. She may have been punctual, but surely there must have been an overachiever; a person who came an hour early instead of fifteen minutes. She batted her lashes that were heavily painted with mascara and bit onto her lavender tainted lips as she spotted someone. Though, Miriam was fond of herself, she always appreciated company. "Hi there," she started off boisterously, "Heading to Battle Academy?" She hurried toward the individual nonchalantly, her potions clattering and her luggage rolling noisily along side her. The person responded, affirming her presumptuous question. She looked around and realized there was a lot more folk coming than she expected. She walked on board and leaned against the rim of the ship and gazed out to observe the incoming future students of Battle Academy.

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[Agent]

Lasky was seated miserably on the deck of the ship, leaning against the fence on the side of the boat. He hardly knew why he was here, but he was. Just picked up with only the clothes off of his back.
This sucks. Why am I even here? I'm not special. He thought to himself. Lasky would've slept, but the sounds of the ocean and the people were making it difficult. He didn't want any part of it; he wasn't paying attention to anything, because why should he? He had absolutely no idea what anyone talked about because he was just an uneducated child from the streets.

He sighed. All they were doing was waiting.

 

[NextGenRolePlayer]

Azul Naximus

Ah, the sea looked wonderful in the morning. The bright yellow sun and the calm blue ocean was a great site to see. Azul loved the view. Not because of the water and how his powers revolved around it, but because he was stuck in a boring taxi drive. Azul was joyful and didn't want to get too excited for his journey. The thought of the President choosing him to be a part of something, possibly meeting other superheroes or people like him, and just making some friends was like a dream come true. The boy showed this in his joyful walk cycle. His bag on his shoulder and his luggage held by the left hand.

He made it to the docks, seeing folks that could be attending Battle Academy. Azul hade huge, cartoony grin on his face at the site of them. They looked colorful with each of them looking different from each other. Joining the folks, Azul politely asked with his light Canadian accent, "Heading to Academy of Battle? I mean Battle Academy?" Several individuals responded with the average yes. Simple, it was, but Azul was proud to meet them. Walking up to the ship, Water-Boy watched several students coming. It was a great site to see, at least for him.​

 

[SachiGrl]

Eye

Though Eye was made to emulate the female humans, she did not have the superficial need to have a variety of clothing. The scientists that created her packed several white turtleneck long sleeve shirts, basic solid blue jeans, a white turtleneck dress with long sleeves for special occasions, a pair of white sneakers and flats, and finally her generic bodysuit, meant to be worn underneath all her garments. She, also, had spare medium length blonde wigs in her small white baggage in case her current wig gets damaged. She was currently in her casual attire of a white long sleeve shirt, jeans, and white sneakers.

Though Eye's creator dropped her off approximately 30 minutes before her designated time, she chose to casually walk in when she spotted a horde of beings entering at the ship's arrival. She kept her distance to avoid potential interactions, but tried to look the part to avoid obtaining unnecessary attention. In the back side of the ship, she took note that it was not overly populated unlike the front end. She spotted a being with a dark coat with the sleeves rolled up, a fur collar, and a white T-shirt underneath. He seemed distressed which increased the likeliness of him not reaching out and seeking socialization of any sort.

She sat nearby the isolated male, but treated him as if he wasn't there. Dropping her white bag by the seat she 'rested' upon. Her body was then still, unmoving, quiet. Eye took in her surrounding and analyzed it to every bit of detail. Upon close inspection, her light blue eyes had data scrolling downward. Inadvertently, she tallied all who entered and categorized them by species. Most of their age group, excluding the androids, were young teens to young adults; only three percent of the arrivals were out of this age group,

including the androids. Seventeen percent were androids, twenty-two percent were cyborgs, thirty-one percent were nauvons, (animal-like beings), twenty-five percent are humans, and five percent are intergalactic beings. Some cyborgs were humans, nauvons, and other species, so she continued on collecting data for subcategories.

Mentioned: Agent

 

[thatawesomedude]

Aaron went on the ship. While looking at his surroundings, he saw Azul asking people if they were attending Battle Academy.
Pfft, of course they're attending, idiot. Why else would they be here? he thought.

Aaron leaned against the fence of the ship and opened his luggage. He dug through his luggage until he had gotten out a ziplock bag with a sandwich inside of it. The sandwich had cheese, ham and lettuce and was his breakfast. He liked it plain and simple. Aaron took a bite out of it and continued eating it.

When he finished, he just put the ziplock bag back into his luggage, but put it in the 'trash section' of it. That was where he threw all of his trash away if there was no trashcan near him.

He grabbed out a book, opened it on the page where his bookmark was and started reading. Aaron hoped time would fly.

[Mentioned: NextGenRolePlayer ]

 

[Roxasarass]

Tyler Christopher Mayers

Surprise was the first emotion he felt upon receiving the letter to enter this prestigious academy, a completely unexpected occurrence in his life. This academy dubbed the 'Battle Academy' was the least place he would ever expect to be part of, and he hadn't even heard of this academy before in the entirety of his life. From what he could tell be simply looking at the letter, it was very official. Who knew that he would get a letter from the very president of the United States, him. Out of all the people he knew. He was just some British commoner after all, born with a mutant power that he himself avoided using due to it's self-destructive capabilities.

But he did have some moments where he used the power, out of pure curiosity mostly as to what it was truly capable of. All he knew about it was that it was called Molecular Shift, and allowed Tyler the power to energize his body's molecules as well as other's and transfer that energy to different objects. Another thing he knew about it was the fact that it was dangerous for him to use. So he ultimately to not use it that much in his life. Though he did experiment with it, but only very, very few times. And he learned from those few experiences, theorizing somewhat of the things he'd be capable of.

And now he was here for whatever reason, on a dock with other people that he presumed had also been chosen alongside him. The 'first batch', as the letter put it. How he managed to be noticed by these people and ultimately chosen to be one of these people was something he couldn't figure out. He looked a bit plain in his opinion. With one of the very few notable things about him being the glasses and his brown eyes that have a slight golden tint to them, but other than that, there weren't all the many things about him that was notable. Other that those things and his mutant ability, he didn't know.

Though he was here now. And that was what mattered. He brought himself a bag of luggage, as it was told they needed to bring supplies as they were to live for a total of four years in this academy. His parents were a bit reluctant to actually to put him into this academy, but ultimately decided to. And in truth, he'd been at least a small bit curious as to what this place had to offer him and secretly wished to go anyways. Tyler wore a black turtleneck sweater and just a pair of jeans. He took glances around as to see what other people had been chosen to be enrolled into this academy.

Not to much surprise however, it consisted of all different people with powers and such. And during this time he guessed he could socialize and meet with some of these other students in the mean time while waiting for the ship to set sail for this academy. But the only problem with that was, with whom should he even socialize with? There were many options, and he never really had much of a problem with it, just preferred to be left alone but getting to know the other people here was important as well he guessed. But ultimately, Tyler decided against it.

So now, the boy just decided to lean on the ship's railing and stare out into whatever laid in front of him whilst clutching the handle of his luggage, patiently waiting for the ship to set sail.

(Open for interaction.)

 

[SachiGrl]

Mademoiselle Mim

Alas, many minutes later, Miriam's satchel rested atop her pink luggage after tiresomely holding it for some time. In addition to her 'frail' hands growing tired of welding anything, she grew bored of watching the abundance of people crossing the platform to enter the ship. "Pouvez-vous croire cela?" she spoke aloud, but mostly to herself, "How many 'special' people could there possibly be?!" Funny enough, there happen to be a young man leaning against the railing of the ship just as she was and she coincidentally looked in his direction. Mim was quite aware of her bad habit of speaking to herself. In attempt to cover up her random outburst, she stared at the brunette male with glasses. This was her way of trying to make it seem she was talking to him all along and now expecting him to answer.

"Oh," she brushed a few violet hairs back in a bashful manner, but it was mostly theatrics, "Pardon me. How can I expect to converse without giving my name?" She walked around her pink luggage that separated the young man from herself, "I'm Miriam, but I prefer to be called Mim." Once she was close enough, she struck out her hand towards him. Her nails were manicured and shaped nicely, but only had a clear coating. She always thought painting her nails was too much of a chore. At least if the clear coat gets damaged it is not as notable as colored nail polish. With a quick glance, she took note of his simple, yet intelligent-perceiving attire. Slim body, alluring eyes... Hey, this conversation may just be interesting, she thought as her smile grew.

Roxasarass

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[Roxasarass]

Tyler Christopher Mayers

Leaning onto the ship's railing, the boy was staring at nothing in particular. Staring out into the vast nothingness, just having thoughts that were regarding this here event he somehow became apart of. Tyler go of his luggage's handle, now putting both of his arms on the railing as he continued to just stare. This... this was all just some new, very new, experiences for him. Though one question still remained within the confines of his mind. A simple one. The question of why? Why he'd been chosen among all of the people he knew that could of fit the job better.

The only logical reason he could've thought that he'd been chosen for this was that they thought his power was one that could be useful for... whatever it was this Battle Academy's sole purpose was. But even then, a power like his may have been strong, but it had it's own little problems. Big problems in all actuality. Problems that would effect the user of it. That being the self-recoil it brought along with it during whenever use. The self-recoil was extreme to the user, especially when they have relatively weak bodies. And that recoil had been it's ability to easily the break the bones of the user themselves.

The sheer force of this power of his had quite indeed effected him at a young age. The result of accidental usage, accidental usage that gave him a broken arm that thankfully healed over as time passed. Though he theorized about something that might've happened if his body hadn't been capable of withstanding that power, his arm would've just been teared off right then and there. Which was scary, but he thought that it might've been possible. Though if they didn't choose him for his power, then it might've been for his smarts.

His smarts was something he particularly cared about, he only ever considered himself to be higher that most people. Usually ranked in the top five or ten in classes, he could repeatedly keep himself high on the rankings. But that was just that. If it wasn't that however, maybe potential. Potential seen in him if he used his powers for good and if he actually used them at all. Other than those three ideas, he couldn't think of any other reason for him being here.

Tyler had been brought back down to earth by the voice of someone, particularly a voice that sounded feminine. First hearing some words that he didn't quite understand then how of many of us could even be here. From what he could tell, she was apparently talking to him. If not talking to herself. Thinking about it, the latter seemed more logical he guessed. He hadn't spoken or anything, and he decided to not talk to anyone. Not yet as of now anyways.

So the latter option was more likely, in his opinion. Tyler adjusted his glasses a bit. Now though, she appeared to be indeed speaking to him so that assumption from earlier might've been wrong. The most notable feature she had was that very, very purple hair of hers. Next to that was the pink luggage. Well, now there's a person that he could be interacting with. And it would be very rude of him to not respond.

Thinking of something to say, he guessed he could just go with the usual greeting. "Oh uh... My name is Tyler. Tyler Christopher Mayers. But just call me Ty or whatever you wanna call me, I have no particular preference," he responded whilst he shook her outstretched hand. "Nice to meet ya, Mim," Tyler said in his usual British accent.

SachiGrl

 

[Agent]

People were still talking. There was no way he would be able to sleep now. Lasky sighed, he guessed he would have to do something else to pass the time. Lasky stood up and looked around. There were just people conversing, except this one red-haired person reading a book.

Though this might've been an annoyance, Lasky attempted to talk to this person. "Hey sir...?" He didn't know what else to say, so he just asked a question. "Umm... uhh, do you know where we're going?"

thatawesomedude

 

[thatawesomedude]

Aaron looked up from his book, looking at the kid talking to him.

"Battle Academy. Stupid name, I know." said Aaron.

He said nothing else and continued reading his book, hoping to not get any more disturbances.

[Mentioned: Agent ]

 

[Computing Magus]

Noire was walking along the morning, not wanting to fly along the morning's rays which he was not used to. He took a deep breath when he believes he saw something that looked like the pictures; a huge vessel floating along a large mass of liquid. His father made real sure that these were the kinds he had to find. The view looked really weird to him. Behind such a thing was the sun, which he traditionally believed as the time for him to rest. He was forced to stay awake in the morning inside the mansion the last few days to prepare for this.

Then he saw the many, many individuals on top of the vessel. His heart sank a bit. He didn't know Mr. Jared Williams required the need of so many. He was also thought that an academy is where a lot of people learn together in an organized manner. Sounded simple, but his father told him to try and talk to the others. He believed he'll never manage that for the next four years.

Lastly, he flew to the ship with wandering eyes. He wondered what the others magically practiced in a daily routine as he watched them. This was definitely not in his comfort zone.

(I'll be gone for the next 10 hours... try not to mind my character.)

 

[NextGenRolePlayer]

Azul Naximus
The site of seeing a lot of students attending the academy made Azul wonder. What if there wasn't a Battle Academy? Maybe this was a scam? It didn't seem like a scam, people were already on the ship. What even is Battle Academy anyway? Was it like a military school? Or was it a normal school but trained superheroes? A lot of questions were brought up in Azul's head. He looked like he was about to vomit. He questioned why the academy chose him. What purpose did they have? The questions sickened the teenage boy, so he leaned on the ship's railing just in case.

Eventually, Azul realized the answers to why he might've been chosen. Azul showed deep determination and effort whenever he was Aquarius. Sure, he didn't fight evil villains that wanted to either conquer or destroy Earth. However, Aquarius managed to stop robberies, fight criminals, and bring joy to those who needs it. Even the victims in such crimes. The President must've known his true identity and who he actually was. The media around Aquarius made him seem like a menace, which was untrue. He was actually a hero.

How about potential? Yes, Azul was born with both ice and water manipulation. One from his father and the other from his mother. Both of them showed great talents with their powers. Maybe they saw how much potential Azul had. With great training, Azul would become a better or even the greatest superhero! Azul only knew how to fight with his powers. Not without them. He didn't have proper training with weapons either. If the Battle Academy truly was for training superheroes, then this is what Azul needed.

Azul was glad to have some of his questions answered. However, his stomach didn't seem to be in a good mood. With quick agility, Azul leaned on the railing and threw up. No messes on the the boat but on the boy's face. Using water manipulation on the ocean, he quickly wiped the vomit off his face. "That was refreshing," the Water-Boy remarked.​

 

[Raku]

Jaxson was excited to say the least. He felt somewhat concerned when he read the part that said they'd been watching him, but past that the letter gained his approval. Now that he was there, about to board the boat that would take him to the academy, he could definitely see he was the only one invited. Clearly he wouldn't have been, seeing how it was called an academy, but he didn't think there'd be this many. "Well damn" he said softly as he began to walk onto the boat. The noise was the first thing to hit Jaxson as he boarded. He could only hope that was the only thing that would bother him and sea sickness would bug off. For now, he just walked around the ship, more waiting for someone to greet him than anything

Elias was a little confused when he got that invite. Really? They'd been watching him? Karai's first response was "Great. I'm assuming that you are going to go there". Eli's response was a simple "Yep". The two then continued to have an argument on why they should and shouldn't go. I'm sure the sides are obvious. As usual, Elias won the argument and they left for the ship. Upon arrival, he wasn't surprised by Karai's immediate reaction. "This ship reeks of good intentions""Doesn't everything to you?""No, not you most of the time""Well I wonder why?""What? I'm not bad"They were at it again. A couple people nearby gave Elias strange looks. Not just because of how he looked, but because he appeared to be talking to himself. He and Karai continued to talk as Eli boarded, looking like he was crazy as it seemed as if he was having a conversation with someone who wasn't real.

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[Mena]

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Time:
7:08 AM

Location:
Boat Docks

Interaction:
None

Tagging:
N/A

Nemu started walking down the dock when she noticed a big crowd of people where the boat she was suppose to board to go to her new home for the next couple of years. Already she could hear their thoughts about the boat and the others around them, the girl quickly started to massage her temples. Just keep calm and try not to focus on anyone here. Nemu reminded herself quietly, glancing around at presumably the other students selected to attend this school. While taking a quick peek at the other's suitcases, she began to feel a sort of pity towards herself.

Many of the students had cases of whatever clothing that they wore while she herself, was only carrying a small red backpack with a white bag filled with clothes. She had only brought the clothing on her back and a few scarfs she had rummaged out the lost and found. In her bookbag however, was some of her family pictures, ones that she had managed to smuggle out, and the medication that she took for her power. The girl honestly wouldn't have accepted the offer if they hadn't given her the medication to deal with her symptoms until she learned to control her own power. Lazily rubbing her eyes then glancing at the snickering onlookers, Nemu sighed before walking up to the ticket checker.

Boarding the boat had been easier said than done, she showed them her ticket then walked up the steep incline to get to the deck of the ship. Once she reached the deck, she could only stand there in shock at just how many students were here. That's when the full force of her ability hit her, internally Nemu groaned and thought, Stage 2. She began to weakly walk towards the far end of the boat, the most unpopulated section that was actually quiet. Along the way, she stumbled a couple of times and even tripped over someone's luggage in the process. Once there, the girl sat down with her back to the railing and stared out into the vast ocean.

@Kumari​

 

[SachiGrl]

Mademoiselle Mim

Miriam took note that Tyler wasn't really expecting to be spoken to. A smirk creased her lip as he obliviously pushed up his glasses. Alas, when he finally took notice of her, his face was full of surprise and he gobbled all up her acting and genuinely thought she originally was speaking to him. She, again, attempted to tuck her loose hairs from flowing about as he awkwardly responded with his name. "Ah, I love surnoms. Ty is lovely and simplistic," she said enthusiastically as she clapped her hands together. "Mim is the acronym of my nom complét. Miriam Isabelle Marin, see? Mim!" When he said it was nice to meet her, she played the bashful role and slapped softly against his shoulder, "Oh, it is a pleasure to meet you too, Monsieur Ty!"

She looked away for a moment as some newcomers took her emerald eyes' attention. She let out a nasty scoff, "Can you believe that?" Her eyes still following one particular girl with an odd color hair like herself, half pink and half brunette it seemed. She then turned back to Tyler still wearing a look of disgust, "Monsieur le président invited us all to his academy. The least people can do is come punctually!" She saw the poor girl's little red bag and gasped loudly, her hands covering her mouth as she did, "Did she not read the letter? How can a jeune fille have a bag so small for four years worth of clothing?" She looked at Tyler then back at the girl, then back at the possibly confused male, "I must rescue her!"

Miriam saw the girl hurriedly squandered off to the least populated side of the ship, tripping over a luggage or two. "Yoohoo, mademoiselle!!" she waved to get her attention then looked back to Tyler, "The girl should know that she can share my clothes," she tried to explain to him. "I don't think the jeune fille heard me," her expression was mournful as if she had suffered a loss.
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With: Roxasarass Mena

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[Uasal]

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Clair O'Reilly (Cu Chulainn)​

Had the students been paying attention to their surroundings they would have noticed several guards stationed around the main deck of the boat. Now of course having guards stationed on a boat of this size and prestige was of no shock to most. However what may have come as a shock was the fact that most , if not all , were fully armed and clearly padded. It was interesting to say the least.

What was even more interesting was the fact that once Clair set foot on the ship two of said guards almost immediately made a move on her position. Now Clair wasn't one to panic , in fact she wasn't really one to care about things like this in the slightest. however once the guards decided to pull their side arms on her, well Clair began to get a bit irritated.

One of said guards was pretty tall and lanky however he had quite a gruff and commanding voice which he used to bark out instructions to Clair "Miss O'Reilly, put you hands above your head and remain still. My partner her is going to search you for any weaponry you may be carrying at this time!".

Now look, Clair was known to carry firearms with her at all times, and yes she was diagnosed with psychosis but this was no way to treat a lady. Let alone a navy seal !

With a click of her tongue Clair did as she was told, raising her hands above her head she spoke irately towards the lanky guard " Captain, It's Captain O'Reilly. Just who the hell do you think you are huh, I don't see you searching anybody else here at gun point ! What the f**k makes me so special huh !"

Okay well honestly she more shouted at the guard than spoke to him. But hey that wasn't a crime was it ?

Now while Clair was shouting a more stout and short guard moved to search her. And well by the time she was finished shouting the smaller guard had confiscated three pistols and was now moving to search the rest of her attire. By the time he was done he had five in total and around 73 rounds of ammunition.

With a chuckle the lanky guard cocked his gun and replied with shouting of his own "This is what makes you so f**king special you psycho. You brought five pistols onto a ship filled with students ! If it was up to me I'd have you in a cell right about now !"

"Oh yeh, that sound's very hypocritical coming from a guy with both a sidearm and a rifle ! And i really like to see you try and put me in a cell you CIA wannabe !"

"Listen here you b*tch , I'd shoot you full of holes in ten seconds flat if i was given the green light ! Watch yourself !"

"I'd turn you into Swiss cheese in .5 seconds you jumped up little...."

Just as things were beginning to escalate yet another guard raised their voice, this time it was a rather built man who seemed to be in command "Captain O'Reilly, I apologize for the rude behavior my underling here has shown you. It seems he has quite a lot more to learn, please excuse him. We are required to hold on to your firearms until the end of the trip, once your settled in the dorms or whatever hole they stick you in. You know what, I'll personally return them to you. As for your ammunition, well that's staying with us I'm afraid, rubber bullets will be made available to you as an alternative. Now please enjoy the rest of your trip, and keep your mind at ease"

With that said the guards collected the items in question and made off under the main deck with them. Clair on the other hand let out a large sigh and moved towards the back railing with little, if any, care for the stares she was receiving.
After everyone seemed to lose interest Clair spoke up to the girl nearest her "Hey, the name's Clair. I assume your off to this school as well then, right ?"

Mena

 

[Mena]

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Time:
7:18 AM

Location:
The Deck

Interaction:
With the Railing

Tagging:
Roxasarass
Uasal
SachiGrl

Nemu had just sat down to clear her head when she heard a commotion going on from the front of the boat. From what she had heard, someone was trying to bring guns onto the boat and security wasn't going to allow that to happen. Not my problem, those people that run the boat can handle it. She thought, looking at the growing crowd wanting to see what the whole fuss was about. Just then, a strange purple haired girl bounced up to her view, blocking the sunlight from Nemu's heterochromia eyes.

She gave the young girl a questionable look before looking back out towards the ocean. From what she had gathered from the female's thoughts, she intended to share part of her clothing from her collection. The first thing that came to mind was shock then it transitioned to worry. She noticed another person there, however she did not dare to approach them. Nemu briefly thought about her options, the pros and cons, before just accepting the girl's help. Nemu didn't want to freeze to death while on campus, as she heard the winters were sub degree zero sometimes. The girl turned towards the duo's direction and placed her hand into the air, waving at them.

"Uhm...how do i put this...? Sure?" She mouthed out to the girl, hoping would catch onto her motions. After she was done, Nemu resumed to look out into the ocean and deeply inhaling the scent of salt water. Moments passed but yet again she was interrupted by yet another female, this one with white hair. Now if I was only popular with males and found myself a boyfriend....I wouldn't be lonely anymore. The girl lazily joked to herself, glancing at the standing female next to her.

Nemu silently waved at the female before jestering her to go talk with the purple haired female on the other side of the deck. It wasn't like she didn't enjoy people going out of their way to talk to her, but their mere presence was giving her a headache. The more people were talking to her, the more of an effect her power would have on her body. Speaking of a headache, the girl rummaged through her bag and pulled open her pill bottle. She put a pill into her mouth then brought out water, washing the pill down her throat.

@Kumari​

 

[NextGenRolePlayer]

Azul Naximus
After his remark, Azul realized that he should socialize with people. I mean come on, they were about to go to an elite academy. He might not see some awesome faces after the cruise ride. Attempting to socialize, Azul had to think of a way to be remembered. Would he do it in a mischievous way or the normal way? The boy wanted to be remembered as someone rather than no one... Mischievous it is! Now for a way to plan his mischief. He always planned these things unlike his father. Azul didn't want anybody to get hurt in any way. Looking around the ship, he noticed a boy with red hair and a coated boy. The red head was reading some sort of book, it must've been an innocent book. He didn't seem like he wanted to get bothered. Unfortunately, Azul wanted to have a little entertainment...

With a cartoony smile, Azul innocently walked over to the red-haired boy. His plan was to snatch the book and run away. Pretty simple!... Right?! Looking at the boy, he seemed like he was concentrating on the book. Seems like that will be put to a stop soon. Snatching the book easily, Azul ran as fast as he can to the back of the ship. "Just wanted to read a book!" taunted the thief. If everything worked out, the red-head would chase Azul. Azul did not plan the superpower factor into the mischievous equation. Well, let's just wait and see the action that unfolds.

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[Raku]

Jaxson was startled somewhat by some shouting nearby. It was necessarily the sudden yelling that really spooked him though, it was what they were yelling about. Apparently someone had guns on board. Why would you do that? There's probably plenty at the academy. Anyways, the situation seemed to have dissipated as fast as soon as it sprung up. By the time it did however, Jaxson was already setting his sights elsewhere. He saw a small group near the rail nearby. A woman with rather vibrantly colored hair along with a man with glasses. He was telling himself to socialize. Besides, maybe isolating himself with a smaller group may reduce the strain on his ears. As he walked closer he passed a man who seemed to be taller than anyone on the ship. He seemed half dragon with scales covering his forearms and legs. Well I'm not the only odd looking one here. I mean, this guys got a ponytail. Looks somewhat decent though. He passed by without talking to him. As he approached the two he was going over things to say. Just a simple hello would do. "So, got room for one more?" he said with a friendly tone and an only slightly noticeable Boston accent. It was a deviation from his original choice of words, but it'd do for now.

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Roxasarass SachiGrl

Elias wasn't very surprised when he heard commotion between a women and a small team of guards. Seemed like she'd had guns on her. Can't blame her, some people have a very personal preference for the weapons they use. She probably had something special there. She seemed to move on to talk to someone else. Elias would continue wander until someone addressed him. Karai seemed to have stopped talking for now, or, at least Elias hoped he did. Soon enough, something got Karai's attention. It was one of those animal people, a fox to be exact. "Oh. I used to have a Beast servant. His name was T-" Karai was saying as they passed before he was cut off by someone running into Elias. They were moving quite fast, and Elias was known for being a bit of a brick wall, so the guy hit hard. "Woah! You alright?" Elias quickly responded with a thick Australian accent and a hand out to help the man up.

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[Zamasu]

The horns have been sounded, and the steam coming from the chimneys begin to release as the ship slowly drifts away from the docks. It seems that the time has come. Still, you can interact with others while the ship is sailing for the academy itself. The fresh salty sea air slaps your faces as the ship finally gets away from the docks. Seagulls begin to fly around the ship, some even drops their their stinking white pop onto one of you guys.

 

[Computing Magus]

Noire was simply sitting in the broad deck of the ship as he watched commotion after commotion of the others, wondering if he missed something in that those didn't happen to him. He assumed that if no one was telling him to do something he is most probably free to do what he wants for now. The sun kind of blinds him unlike the moon, and its definitely warmer. You know, Noire is actually worrying if he can make it through this voyage, as what he was told. Suddenly a noise and a gas erupted from the top of the ship. Noire's now absolutely convinced he's on a living being like in those bestiaries.

Noire observed the other beings closely, and he's not sure if can approach them. Noire has only ever seen other humans countable enough with two hands. Other species aside from that can only be counted with his one hand at his lifetime. It seems that multiple colors and liveliness makes up these daylight walkers. Now, that's just weird.

A 7 feet height won't help around these people if one is actively trying to obscure himself, so he nestles for the back side of the ship available for the passengers.

 

[Roxasarass]

Tyler Christopher Mayers

The boy had didn't really expect to be spoken to by anyone, much less when it came to a person of the opposite gender. So this very sudden bit of interaction had been more or less a tad bit awkward in his opinion, especially when he's conversing with a person that he would label to be... a bit strange in his book. Judging from the way she spoke, he assumed that she was probably from some far off country like France or something. There were just some words mixed in her sentences that he didn't get nor understand in any way. "Monsieur? Please, just call me Ty, I insist," he said to her at the mention of monsieur in front of his nickname.

And in truth, he was actually a small bit confused as to what she was saying. From the mixed vocabulary and her accent, he had somewhat of a difficult time with understanding some of her sentences. The slightly confused-looking expression he had on his face clearly showed... well, slight confusion. But at this point, he just guessed that he had to go along with this no matter how awkward it may become. Now however, there was a different subject to be thought about at hand. Probably.

That being, probably, the new person that Mim had brought up earlier when she looked to be surveying the crowd. And speaking of the crowd, Tyler noticed some... commotion from the front of the boat that involved someone trying to bring guns onto the boat from what he could hear. But currently, that wasn't much of his concern. Dragging his dark green luggage, he stopped by next to Mim and had basically just followed her without saying much. He still had that confused expression he had from earlier, as he still had no idea what was indeed happening. Only that Mim said she was gonna help the girl here with what appeared to her an assumption that the girl brought a lack of clothing.

He took a look at this girl she was referring to finally, and seeing her made him wonder one thing. How many people in this boat are going to have hair that just seems... unnatural to him? Then again, this boat was to be filled with a multitude of people that are 'special' in some way or another. People that were most likely like him, having powers of sorts. A whole boat filled with individuals that possess powers, him included of course. He wondered how many people were to have powers that were a bit like his own.

But back to reality and what he was doing earlier, interacting with people. If you could even call it that. The girl who's sitting with her leaning on the railing certainly had hair that he considered strange, though the brown and pink had somehow mixed well and looked great now that he took a closer look. And looking at this girl with multi-colored hair, he was reminded of something. Something that involved food. Specifically, ice cream.

Her hair reminded him of that, and also reminded him of his most favourite ice cream flavour of all time. That being neapolitan ice cream, an ice cream flavour that he'd eat during the summer and loved oh so very much. It reminded him of that the most. The mixture of chocolate, vanilla and strawberry flavour was something he'd love eating to cool himself down when on a hot summer's day. Made him reminisce about the days when he was a child eating that. Well, now he's older. Nineteen years of age now to be exact.

The sounds of the horns brought him back to earth, the indication of the ship sailing. A soft breeze could be felt upon his face, calming and brought his eyes to the direction in which the ship was sailing. But then he turned back to face what he faced earlier, that girl with hair that reminded him of ice cream. Now he took a look at her once again. And hey, now that he's looking again, he noticed a thing about her. He found her cute actually.

Another interruption came then though, and this time it wasn't a girl coming to interaction with him. The voice was definitely a guy's. Turning to face this new voice, his eyes were greeted by the sight of.... "A fox?" But then Tyler realized that he'd be a bit rude by saying that then quickly tried to apologize. "Ah, s-sorry about that! Sure, you can join us. I'm Tyler, Tyler Christopher Mayers but please, just call me Ty. You?" He replied back to the fox, and outstretched his hand so he could shake it.

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[thatawesomedude]

Aaron continued reading the book. He was halfway done and was ready to move on to his next book by the end of today. Then, his book vanished in his hands. He looked up and saw a kid running with something in his hands...

Aaron looked closer and saw that it was his book!

"Son of a gun!" he snarled, and even though the ship was going, he ran towards the pesky kid. That book was a gift from a friend of his that moved away. He was going to get that book no matter what. Aaron felt fire running through his veins.

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