Fantasy So you want to be a hero? (IC)

[Dumplingboy]

Bunks 1-4 are on flight 420 Bunks 5-8 are on flight 69 Bunks 9-12 are on flight 666
Reform students were pulled from detention centers not classes.
Post should be as follows.
pic: optional
Name: John Snow
power:King
location:North
interaction:Sansa Stark

• Flight 420
• Flight 69
• Flight 666

• 
  
  Flights connected in Korea.
  Upon arriving at your terminal you were informed that your luggage was being shipped to a different location. The only thing available to you was what was on person, or carry on. You did not have to wait long in the terminal. As soon as everyone arrived they were allowed to pass through the check in counter and onto the aircraft. Even without being able to see the aircraft from the outside the interior made it clear that this was not a normal plane. Nothing was “normal” about there situation, they were pulled from their classes just two weeks prior and were handed acceptance letters and a plane or buss ticket.
  
  Students found there to be no flight attendant , or any form of authority to greet them. Once everyone crossed over threshold the door behind them closed, and the plane began to move before anyone could even take there seats. Once sitting in the seat they realized there was also no seat belts, yet for some reason the they seemed to be stabilized at the moment of take off. An automated voice came on, greeting each student by name in going through the respective languages.
  
  Those on this flight would be the first to arrive at there destination, Ulaanbaatar Mongolia. It was chilly , the warmth of the sun beginning to fade as it fell behind the hills. They would exist the plane into what you cold assume was an airport. There was a stark difference between the high tech plane and there destination. There were no outlets available to charge any devices and no tv’s to keep the occupied. The only thing the Mongolian airport had to offer was the worker behind the desk and a teary eyed girl sitting in one of the seats. Considering that there was no one else here it was safe to assume she also was here to attend Hero Academy.
  
• 
  Flights connected in Italy
  Upon arriving at your terminal you were informed that your luggage was being shipped to a different location. The only thing available to you was what was on person, or carry on. You did not have to wait long. As soon as everyone arrived they were allowed to pass through the check in counter and onto the aircraft. Even without being able to see the aircraft from the outside the interior that this was not a traditional plane. Nothing was traditional about there situation, they were pulled from their classes just two weeks prior and were handed acceptance letters and a plane ticket or buss ticket. Students found there to be no flight attended, or any form of authority to greet them. Once everyone crossed over threshold the door behind them closed, and the plane began to move before anyone could even take there seats.
  
• 
  Flights connected in India
  Upon arriving at your terminal you were informed that your luggage was being shipped to a different location. The only thing available to you was what was on person, or carry on. You did not have to wait long. As soon as everyone arrived they were allowed to pass through the check in counter and onto the aircraft. Even without being able to see the aircraft from the outside the interior that this was not a traditional plane. Nothing was traditional about there situation, they were pulled from there classes just two weeks prior and were handed acceptance letters and a plane ticket or buss ticket. Students found there to be no flight attended, or any form of authority to greet them. Once everyone crossed over threshold the door behind them closed, and the plane began to move before anyone could even take there seats.
  

@Kitsune2202 Huntertabbysandshark3 The One-Sided Coin @fuil @SkyLordz @Shog
thespectacularstorm Blackrose7
Gomenesigh
Meme Machine
Kiroshiven @Rage DarkFoxAssassin Freddie NivieApple AL.Over

 

[DarkFoxAssassin]

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[div class=BBBox][div class=BBBall][div class=BBAvie][/div][/div][div class=BBName]Darrik Kuromori[/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by @IdyllicDreamer[/div]
Power: Shadow Manipulation
Location: Flight 666 - India

Darrik walked through security, keeping an eye on his carry on as it went through the x-ray, and into the tub out the other side. After grabbing his back from the security agent he was ushered off to the side and down a short walkway to a new gate. This one announcing the arrival of flight 666.
"Well....thats a sign I guess", Darrik shrugged and sighed as he walked onto the plane, noticing other teens around his age joining him on it.

"This is going to be a fun trip", he chirped to himself.
As the last teen entered the plane, the door closed behind them, the shock lasting only for a second as the plane jolted forward as it approached the runway to take off.

"Well since no one else said it, I guess I should pick a seat." After mulling over his choices Darrik sat at on of the last seats on the right hand side of the plane, a window seat so he could watch as they fly, keeping his Go Bag under his seat and pressed between his legs, his earphones turned on and playing some music to drown out the noise of the plane as it approaches speed for takeoff. [/div]

 

[NivieApple]

Spoiler: Pic

Name: Della Rae Taylor
Power: Shapeshifter
Location: Flight 666
Interaction: -Not yet...-

Della had been totally lost, but, then again, so had the rest of her classmates been when the had suddenly been taken from class. As she had passed security and clutched her small, floral print backpack to her chest, she shuffled along until she saw a number of kids around her own age boarding flight 666 and followed them. This whole situation was making her a little anxious and when the door shut behind her just after the person behind her stepped inside the plane she jumped in shock. Then, she felt the plane starting up as it vibrated under her feet and she swiftly found a seat before it could get up to full speed and take off. Now seated, she dropped her bag next to her feet and ran a hand through her bright hair. She knew the color made her stand out, and it definetly wasn't her favorite erite color, but at the moment it was the slightest bit calming. She took a single deep breath and shook off all her anxious thoughts. She was going to be happy. Make friends. Forget about lifes troubles and, best of all, become a hero! Just like her dad had been... She quickly scanned the plane and noted the others around her, before reaching back down to her carry-on, and tugging out her notepad and pen, and doodling around the white page.​

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

Margate Aiest
power:Entropy
location: flight 666
Interaction: open​

margate had a bit of a awkward time walking through security, almost hit her head on the metal detector, only to have the it machine consider her a error a few times thanks to her powers... then the checkpoint guy just quitting on it due to needing to get everyone else through, once again having a duck slightly under the doorway into the plane, she took a sit on the furthest side of the plane from everyone else, then taking out her phone. only to check the charge that was now at 50% lovely it wouldn't last the trip at this rate so she turned it off hoping everyone else wouldn't notice that there phones changes would probably be going down a little faster then expected. instead she opted to just look out the window and enjoy the flight.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Name: Arin Hendrix
Power: Super Speed
Location: Flight 420
Interactions: The others on this plane

The day the letter came was quite a pleasant one for Arin. Opportunity had just decided to start pounding on his door, and what kind of fool would say no to that? The time leading up to his freedom from the detention center was a rush of activity. He made sure to get everything sorted as quickly as possible so that, as long as the guards did their jobs, he would be out of there never to return.

Once the day itself came, everything ran smoothly to the point where he was smiling at the efficiency of it all. Barely 3 hours after he had left that blasted center, he was on his way to Korea. Even the flight itself was pleasant, leaving on time, and not a single crying child the entire way. If he could, he would have taken some time to explore the country he landed in just to see something new. Instead, he headed towards the terminal, boarding the plane with the a group of other people heading towards what was presumably the same destination. Once they all got on, the plane started to take off. Arin quickly adjusted himself to avoid falling on his ass, waiting for things to stabilize before taking the closest available seat and pulling out a book, while the plane did a role call. "Ah, the jet knows my name. How quaint."

 

[One Mean Ghost]

Dante

Power: GateLocation:Flight 666Interaction: Della NivieApple (almost smacked into her during takeoff)
Darrik DarkFoxAssassin (offering jellybeans)

Oh the hustle and bustle of international airports.

Every which way, travelers scurried with their bags, some desperately checking flight times, others enjoying a nice cup of coffee, still others appearing to still be in pajamas. Perhaps the only thing out of place about the youth that made his way through the airport was his stark lack of... well... any sort of luggage. All he had was the clothes on his back, which today meant a black zip-up sweater with a Cheshire cat face grinning on it and jeans. He brushed his hair back out of his face, musing over the ticket he clutched in his hand as he made his way through security. "It'd be so much easier if I could have just opened a Gate here.... but I have a feeling that would have caused more trouble than I want to deal with..." He mused under his breath. TSA never really had a sense of humor from his experience... Not to mention, it was his first time in this particular airport....

C'est la vie....

At the very least, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he, as well as the other youths, were ushered onto the plane rather quickly. Last thing he really had wanted to do was get stuck in the airport, after all. There was always that one kid whose parents couldn't be bothered, whom made it a personal mission to run headlong into everyone's knees...

Even still, he didn't rush to get on the plane. He took a moment, staring around himself at the airport. His blank stare almost made it seem like his mind shut off, but it was quite the opposite. He was committing the airport to memory, just in case something on the flight went south and he needed an out. After all, he didn't know what abilities his fellow fliers had, much less their propensity to use such powers while in the air... Eh, if something went wrong, he could just dip out, so it's not like he was actually worried.

Given how fast they were ushered onto the plane, perhaps he should have expected they'd want to depart quickly...

As the last one to board, he was barely in the aisle when the plane lurched forward. He could see the back of the person in front of him rapidly growing closer, bright pink hair rapidly approaching his face, but then he was at the back of the plane, standing facing those still in the aisle as his Gate closed behind him.

"Phew, that was close... As big as I am that would have gone down like dominoes..." he chuckled to himself. He took a moment to survey the others as they scrambled to their seats. Given the rather...expeditious departure, the seats in the front had filled up rather fast. He shrugged, not like it mattered where he sat. He'd be first out if he had half a mind to bolt. His amber eyes settled upon a spot that seemed open. The floor under him seemed to give away as he fell straight down, just to land in the seat opposite another guy with earbuds in.

Well shit... so much for in-flight conversation...

He sighed a bit. A small hole opened up in the space between them, not much larger than a softball. "I know I stashed some in here...." He murmured reaching into the hole, his hand disappearing within. His brow furrowed as he felt around before a gleeful grin spread over his features. "Aha! Found 'em!" He exclaimed, producing a rather hefty sack full of assorted jellybeans from the void. No sooner did his hand leave the midair portal than it did close as if it had never been...

He quickly fished out a red one with orange speckles. Cinnamon ones were always his favorite, you see, and he wanted to start this flight on the right foot. He popped the tiny candy into his mouth, relishing the familiar flavor. "Want some?" he offered, extending the bag out to the guy across from him. Given how airline food was usually less than stellar, it almost felt rude to enjoy his candy comforts in front of others without at least offering.

Fortunately.... he brought enough for the whole class... and then some!

 

[thespectacularstorm]

Rosita Jimenez Choi
{Flame Control}
Location:: Flight 420 Korea - Mongolia| Interaction:: N/A​

Rosita arrived early having taken the twelve-hour plane ride from Barcelona to Korea. Lucky for her she spoke Korean as well as other languages so understanding the terminal information was no problem. She had to wait an extra hour for her connecting flight to Mongolia to arrive and accept boarding but at least she wasn't going to miss it. When it came closer to the time she went through the security gate following the routine scans for weapons or illegal possessions, anything that wasn't allowed through TSA. Her two bags went through the X-ray on one side while she went through the tube-like scanner on the other. Airport security was the most tedious yet necessary thing in the world. They patted her down to make sure nothing was hidden on her person before allowing her through to the other side. The girl was smart to wear something without many pockets, just some leggings and a hoodie since it was a long flight, so she didn't have to go through too much extra scanning. As she reached the other side someone, presumably staff from the academy, informed her that her extra luggage, just a suitcase filled with her clothes and personal items, were being shipped separately leaving the only thing she could bring being her carry-on. Rosita protested finding this an illegal action to seize items that didn't break any protocols but they weren't compromising on the matter. Grumpily, the rose-toned haired girl marched off with her backpack in tow to the check-in desk. How dare they take my suitcase... I better get all my shit back... She grumbled in her thoughts as she swiped her ticket at the counter. Once it was scanned she boarded the aircraft swiftly choosing a seat towards the front as the other students filed in. The interior of the plane looked different from any plane she'd taken before. It was like a private jet but much more futuristic. The girl didn't like planes or things that weren't within her direct control so she made sure to secure herself above all else. She observed the students one by one taking notice of who looked like they had potential and who didn't. She would've spent more time examining the others but the plane took off before most of them could even get a seat. This is why she hated planes, things don't just take off like that and now that she thought about it there was something strange about this. There weren't any staff or people to speak with, just an automated voice who called everyone by name. The seats were weird as well, there weren't any seatbelts or straps yet she remained perfectly motionless in the seat. There were many questions floating around in her head but right now all she wanted was to get to her destination. "Avió estúpid." Her eyes closed tuning out everything around her so she could rest for a moment.

Before she knew it the place was landed and they were instructed to exit. Rosita put her backpack back on and exited the aircraft into the dreary Mongolian airport. Where are the staff? Do they expect us to wait here all day? Her brown orbs scanned the room not sure of whether this was legitimate or not anymore. The longer she stayed, the more it seemed like an organized kidnapping. "Lloc de merda estúpida..." She sucked her teeth in agitation for the lack of information provided to her. The girl was nobody's fool and she wasn't about to blindly follow a group of idiots. There was another girl already here, tear-filled eyes and an obnoxious mouthpiece, Rosita already wasn't fond of her. She looked like a little kid but there was no reason she'd be here other than to go to the same academy. The thought crossed to ask the girl what was going on but she doubted she'd understand her broken English or Catalan so instead she went to sit on a bench with her legs crossed.

Levi Garcia
{Mimicry Form}
Location:: Flight 420 Korea - Mongolia | Interaction:: N/A ​

Levi was tired, agitated, and hungry from the sixteen-hour flight to a country with a language he didn't remotely understand. He was a bit disoriented now too after going through all that airport security. The scanners, the shakedowns, everyone questioning why his body was so cold and why his eyes were so dead. It was annoying but he dealt with it. They took his belongings, or so he thought since he couldn't understand a lick of what they were saying, and directed him to the gate he was supposed to be entering. He got there not too long before the plane was scheduled to depart so he made sure to rush with her backpack to the correct terminal. "I wish I could read what the signs said..." He sighed in agitation as he followed behind the group of kids he assumed to be going to the same destination. The sign said 'Flight 420' which was the same as his ticket so he knew he was in the right place. He scanned his ticket like everyone else and boarded all the same except as soon as they were on the plane took off. Levi flew forward to tumbling to the back of the aircraft with a startled expression on his face. He knew he might've been a little late but this was outlandish. If he were any more off guard the boy would've phased right through the ship. He slowly pulled himself up into a seat immediately stabilizing as if the ship itself stopped moving. There wasn't a seatbelt to strap himself in with and he's never seen technology remotely close to anything like this before so it was all a little overwhelming. This autonomous voice called out their names one by one rather than being greeted by a flight attendant explaining their exit zones. He didn't know what to make of any of this since he came from a life without much technology. His father believed technology was for snitching so he was never allowed to have anything but the basics growing up.

The plane ride felt short for soon they arrived at their presumed destination. He exited the plane like the others unsure of what to make of this airport. It was a complete change of scenery compared to the fancy airport in Korea and the high-tech aircraft they rode in here. His eyes landed on a little girl, probably no older than fourteen, with teary eyes and large headgear. His better nature to him to go comfort her, tell her everything was going to be okay, but given how his mother always told him to be wary of little girls he chose against it. Instead, he placed earbuds into his ears and put on some music to calm his nerves as he waited in the spooky airport.

 

[Meme Machine]

Spoiler: Aline

Name: Aline
Power: Presence
Location: Flight 69
Interaction: Kiroshiven (Otherwise open)
​

She was nervous. So very nervous. Aline couldn’t get the many nerve racking ideas out of her head. What if people hated her? Or bullied her? Or worse? She doubted they would, and she knew she was being ridiculous, but still.

Aline had only a small back pack on her, containing some snacks, a water bottle she had filled once she got into the airport, a sketch pad for minor notes, her phone, and an extra hoodie. So when she got into the line and climbed the stairs leading to the plane, she didn’t have much to carry. She had never flown on a plane before, not even a little one. So she wasn’t sure what to expect.

She had barely gotten on when the plane began to move, causing her to fall over. Luckily, she landed on one of the seats instead of the floor. She sat up, and shook her head a little. She had banged her chin on the side of her seat, not enough to draw blood, but enough to leave a bruise. It wasn’t that different than the cuts and scrapes going up her arms from falling, the ones she had wrapped. Guess she was sitting here now.

Hearing someone say something in frustration, Aline snapped her head to the voice. The girls whole demeanor was like a mouse, small and skittish. The girl leaned her head so it barely came into his view, and asked quietly;

“Is that supposed to happen? T-the plane taking off that fast?” She said curiously. She really didn’t like social interactions, but if something was wrong, she wanted to know. She pulled her jean jacket tighter around her, so that it was almost closed. She pulled her legs underneath her, so the girl sat in an odd crouch like stance, her grey converse bending with her feet. Her hair was in its usual braids, but she wasn’t wearing her baseball cap at the moment. She convinced herself that it would be fine, and that people wouldn’t make fun of her heterochromia, or two different colored eyes.

The boy she had spoke to seemed about her age. Except WAY taller and more muscular, Where she was small, and thin, (which helped more with the type of powers she had). She hadn’t realized how intimidating he looked until she after she asked him the question, but she guessed no backing out now.

His aura was..... bold. It was a little ‘up in your face’ if that was the correct phrase. Aline didn’t have her necklace on at the moment, so she could sense auras. Once everyone was settled in the cabin, though depending on the strength of the auras, she might have to put it on.

 

[Noisy]

Name: Ranulf
Power: Textakinesis
Location: Flight 69
Interaction: Kiroshiven Meme Machine

Spoiler: Ranulf

Already feeling exhausted from the overnight train ride from Russia to Italy, Ranulf finally stepped off the train, only to be rushed to the airport by the same mysterious personnel that had taken him from his village in Siberia. Having never rode a train beforehand, flying in a plane was going to truly be a different story.

Ranulf had made sure his special equipment was kept intact, as it was his lifeline. His equipment being various sewing implements, needles, a portable sewing machine, plenty of unused cloth and fabric. As he had just finished, it was taken away, being told that it was going into the cargo hold of a different plane.

It didn't help that he was in a place, with a completely different language than he'd ever seen. His Father had only taught him basic English, so Ranulf had no idea how he was going to talk with anyone, let alone ask where he was or where he was going.


Я вообще отдыхаю на секунду? Думаю нет ("Do I even get rest for second? Guess not.") He thought, as he walked to the plane. He noticed two others going onto the same plane he was told to go to. Похоже, я не только человек в полете. Я думаю, я не буду одинок. (It looks like I am not only person on flight. I guess I won't be lonely.)



All Ranulf had on his person was a small bag of his special fabrics, small enough to be brought onto the plane and not the cargo hold. Not mere seconds after the last youth got onto the plane, it suddenly exploded with sound and shot out of the airport.

Reacting as fast as he could, Ranulf immediately lashed out with his scarf, attempting to grab any part of the plane to use to steady himself and keep him from falling. It worked, but he didn't grab a part of the plane. Instead he grabbed and somehow got pulled towards whatever he grabbed, which so happened to be a tall, muscular male, who seemed to be quite agitated.

Ranulf looked up and spoke: "Am sorry, sir, I did not mean to grab you. I hope that your angry face is not cause of me." Turning to the other person that he saw, Ranulf spoke to the young lady, who also seemed to be responding in shock. " I do not know miss, this is my first flight in life. Unwrapping his scarf from the man he had accidentally hooked, Ranulf went to go sit down across from the young lady to attempt to comfort her.

 

[Gomenesigh]

Jσԋαɳɳα Eʋҽɾԋҽαɾƚ
Life Force
Somewhere in America
Interaction: Open​

The world around her was black, but that was no matter. That had been most of her entire life. Johanna had been blind from a young age and so her world was often filled with darkness and not just the physical sorts, either. Her parents had been a whole other brand of darkness, but that was not something she wanted to think of at the moment.

The last few days had been nothing but a blur. One day, she was strapped down somewhere, doing her parents’ bidding as normal, the next she was being liberated, as they called it. She hadn’t been given many details aside from the basics. Her parents were awful people, they were saving her, she was free… So on and such like that. After that, it was mostly confusion. They spent several days trying to get information on her about her parents, about her special abilities, about her life in general. But, there wasn’t much to give. When they weren’t asking her specific questions, they were all whispers. Finally, they told her she was being taken somewhere for people like her, where she would get the help she needed. It didn’t sound promising, but she didn’t have much of a choice. There was a slight problem, however. Johanna had no life skills to speak of and knew very little of the world. So, they had to take her through a crash course on life where they had to teach her the basics, how to dress, cook, shop, bathe, all with the added practice of functioning while blind.

Finally, here she was. Standing in an airport, utterly alone going somewhere she couldn’t remember. She was a peculiar thing, physically. Her clothes were fairly mismatched, but all in shades of black. Nothing fit, from the black hoodie that was way too baggy, falling off her shoulder only to constantly be raised back up, to the black jeans that were a little too long, to the black boots she struggled to walk in, and even the gloves that covered her hands. Even the baggy head cover (beanie) was way too big, although it did do a good job of covering most of her crystal blue hair. As was the purpose of the rest of her clothing, to cover her up. The people around her had been afraid of her abilities and learned the hard way what happened when people touched her skin. It was not pleasant. Though as it were, she discovered that being blind, people typically would do anything to help and over accommodate her, or so she thought. Someone had taken her to the airport and helped her check in, but afterwards, she found herself utterly alone. She had been given a stick, something blind people apparently used to walk, but it was utterly useless in her hands and she found herself pretty stranded, standing alone and lost.

 

[Kiroshiven]

• Daniel
• Lee

• 
  
  
  Spoiler: Daniel

  
  Name: Daniel Nazul
  Power: Hemokinesis
  Location: Airport in India for flight 666
  Interactions: Gomenesigh
  
  "Yeesh. You'd think that I was carrying around a weapon of some kind the way they interrogated me." Daniel grumbled to himself as he slipped his hands into his shorts. The khaki pants helped to hide all he scarring on his hands, while the crimson hoodie he dawned covered up the scars along his arms, which were what got the airport security's attention in the first place. In all truth Daniel WAS carrying a weapon, but it wasn't like they could take it form him without killing him. "Seems there's quite a few people heading to this school." Daniel's eyes picked up on the others that definitely stood out of place amongst the business men and women that were primarily running about. The middle of the week was a weird time for people to fly out especially for teens that should've been in school at the moment.
  
  As his eyes wandered about, he quickly caught sight of someone that seemed even MORE out of place. It was a girl that seemed to be wearing clothes a few sizes too big. It was something he was familiar with as well, though his were less baggy than the poor girl's. There was also the stick that she was holding while seemingly getting passed by the flood of people too busy to notice someone. And in his usual act first think later, fashion Daniel walked over to the girl. "Are you okay?" His words didn't hold the same disdain as just a moment prior. "You seem a bit..." As he got in front of the girl his words left his mind. Her eyes stunned him. They were beautiful but at the same time the out of focus nature told him she couldn't see, which also explained the stick she was carrying. "lost." He finally finished his sentence. "Are you perhaps going to flight 666 as well?" He figured she was simply by the fact that there shouldn't be another person around his age NOT getting onto this plane. "If so, I can help you get there." He paused for a moment. "Sorry if I'm being a bit pushy. Just kinda asked without thinking." He let out an awkward chuckle while he started to pick at the scars on his hands with his thumb.
  
• 
  
  Spoiler: Lee

  
  Name: Lee Zaman
  Power: Enduring
  Location: flight 69
  Interactions: Noisy Meme Machine (Will wait to post for lee again until others 3 that haven't had first post do.)
  
  As expected when a plane randomly gets going it seemed people weren't ready for it and falling over. A poor girl fell right into a chair a row infront of the ones he was gripping. Shortly after there was something of a "pull" onto Lee's torso. It didn't really feel like it had much force, nor did the thud against his chest that came shortly after it. He was thankful for his power at this moment. Looking down, Lee's scowl slowly started to dissipate.
  
  
  "Am sorry, sir, I did not mean to grab you. I hope that your angry face is not cause of me." ​
  Lee couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at the Russian sounding boy's apology. Letting go of one of the chairs he lightly patted the boy's head.​
  
  
  "It's fine. I'm more upset with our pilot. Than anything else."​
  Just as he was about to continue a small voice came from the girl whom fell earlier.​
  
  
  “Is that supposed to happen? T-the plane taking off that fast?” ​
  And before Lee could speak up, having been on a couple of flights himself to study martial arts and for soul searching adventures the young blonde spoke up again.​
  "I do not know miss, this is my first flight in life." ​
  Lee smiled a bit to ease them both as they seemed a bit on edge.
  
  "It's not normal, but considering the fact that our destination is anything but ordinary. This could be normal for them." Lee finally looked at the cloth wrapped around his chest. "A scarf?" He questioned while the boy unravelled the scarf from Lee's vest. So, this boy's power has something to do with this scarf? Maybe clothes? Interesting. Lee took his seat behind the pair, directly behind the young lad. "Well, I guess introductions are in order. My name is Lee Nazam. I am from India." He looked between the pair with a kind smile trying to distract them from the anxiety of a first flight.
  

 

[Gomenesigh]

Jσԋαɳɳα Eʋҽɾԋҽαɾƚ
Life Force
Somewhere in America
Interaction: Daniel Kiroshiven
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Johanna wasn't sure how long she had been standing there. Several people had whipped past her, almost knocking her to her feet more than once. How she was able to regain her balance, she wasn't sure. She was trying to think of a way to get where she needed to go, but was utterly unsure. She had considered going back to the desk to ask for some sort of assistance, but the voices around her washed out everything. She couldn't tell which voices were random people and which were workers. Maybe she could ask a passerby for help? But every time she tried to form the words, they had already blown past.

It was then that she heard a voice. It seemed as if it were directed at her, but she couldn't be sure. She was never sure of anything. She stayed silent for several moments as she tried to find the right wording. "Are you... speaking to me?" Her voice was unusually soft considering how loud it was in the airport. She waited silently for his confirmation before responding again. "I am not lost. I should be here... but not here." Even she knew that didn't make a lot of sense, but she didn't know exactly how to explain it. The number he said rang a bell, but she still wasn't exactly sure where she was going. Her free hand reached down and pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket. A glove hand held it out to him, but even then, it took her some time to speak. "I am going here. What this paper says." It was her plane ticket, although she was unaware of the fact.

She felt the piece of paper taken from her hand and let it drop to her side once again. He confirmed that yes, they were in fact going to the same place, and offered to walk with her. She agreed. "Please speak. I will follow your voice." It was a strange request, but it helped her get to where she needed. She didn't pay much attention to what he was saying, only offering small responses, but having to stop to do so. It took more effort than she wanted to speak and it was difficult to focus on other tasks while doing so. In no time at all, they had reached the plane and were both aboard. As soon as the door had closed behind them, the thing jolted forward, sending Johanna tumbling to the floor. It was no matter to her. She calmly sat up, staying on the floor, and crossed her legs, taking a moment to collapse her stick before pulling that and the bag into her lap.

 

[Kiroshiven]

Spoiler: Daniel

Name: Daniel Nazul
Power: Hemokinesis
Location: Flight 666
Interactions: Gomenesigh

Daniel was glad to be able to help the girl as he took the ticket and realized they were going to the same place. There chat along the way felt....awkward. Even for somebody not really used to normal conversation it definitely felt weird. Am I just that weird? His thoughts crossed as he turned back every so often to check on the girl. Part of him wanted to just take her hand and guide her, but she'd requested that he talk to guide her instead. So he did just that.

Finally getting onto the plane he was glad that they hadn't fallen completely behind but the people right after them freaked out first as the door shut. And just as quickly the plane began to move. "Shit!" Daniel cursed as he fell forward, quickly pulling his hands out of his pocket to catch himself. Finally gathering himself he turned back around to see that the girl had also fallen, but had quietly gotten into her seat without much fuss. "Well, that was rather surprising." He sighed as he rolled up the sleeves of his hoodie, revealing the numerous scars along them. Each one seemed relatively new as if they'd only healed within the last few weeks to a month. Taking a seat across from the blind girl, Daniel cursed internally. Jsem Moro.* He looked over and gently tapped the edge of her seat. "I'm Daniel by the way." He put on a small smile, despite the gesture not reaching the person across from him. "Looking forward to attending school with you."

Translation:
*I'm a moron

 

[The One-Sided Coin]

Name: Lux Ormidial
Power: Harden
Location: Flight 420
Interactions: None

Lux had not been looking forward to this flight. He doesn’t like human interaction. The stares from the scars that they could see and his polychromatic eyes drew attention that he very much did not like. When he was told that his luggage was going to a different place than he was, he just blinked. He didn't bring barely anything at all. He only had basic necessities in his luggage bag and a crap ton of tinkering parts. Wires, PVC pipe, nuts and bolts, batteries, etc. In his hoodie and jacket that he's wearing, he has a Rubik's Cube, his phone, a book, and more tinkering parts. He got onto the plane without a problem and got into the seat furthest away from everybody. He immediately started absentmindedly solving the Rubik's Cube. Once he did, he rested his eyes to sleep the whole flight.

 

[Freddie]

Name: Anaiel Minda
power: Angelic Suite, currently telepathy
location: Flight 420

Anaiel Minda was set to leave to train to be a hero. While she was nervous, she was also incredibly excited; she'd finally get to be with other students who didn't think she was a freak, because she was like them too. When Anaiel's powers started manifesting, her adoptive family didn't know what to do. She was claiming that her head was "too noisy" because of the voices, and several psychiatrist visits later, she was treated for schizophrenia. However, the medication did nothing to help her "symptoms," and her family was at a loss. Finally, one day, she had managed to project her thoughts into her mother's mind, scaring the poor woman; this caused her mother to identify what was actually going on. Having no idea what to do with a child with powers, Anaiel was sent to a specialized school.
The day she was scheduled to leave, she managed to forget her largest bag at home, and instead only managed to bring a carry-on with her toothbrush and other toiletries, a phone charger, and a book. She had realized this exactly halfway to the airport, then shrugged it off because the school in question had uniforms, and at least she wouldn't be struggling to drag her large bag around an airport. It was the weirdest trip she had ever had. The plane somehow kept them in the seats without restraints, and generally the whole thing seemed a little off... And then they got to the Mongolian airport, and there was nothing to do except for sit and twiddle her thumbs. Anaiel saw a girl sitting by herself crying; she knew how that felt, so she headed in that direction and sat near the crying girl.

 

[Meme Machine]

Spoiler: Aline

Name: Aline
Power: Presence
Location: Flight 69
Interaction: Kiroshiven Noisy (Otherwise open)

(Pausing posts to wait for others)

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Aline sunk into her chair slightly as the two boys she had just met sat into the chairs, after the blonde one responded to her question. Their auras together intimidated her an odd amount, even if their auras were separated, she would feel smaller than usual. The blonde haired boys aura was bold, and determined. But that aura was somehow linked to his clothes; specifically his scarf. When the Indian (she assumed he was Indian, his accent and skin tone would match that) boy sat down, Aline felt the want to disappear. That would probably freak them out, however, and she didn’t want to scare them.

As the first boy spoke, and revealed his name to be Lee, Aline found she was right about where he was from. She figured she should probably give the two her name as well, specifically because she made herself a pinky promise that she would make new friends that year. And she never broke a pinky promise.

“Aline.” She said shortly, saying her name with her accent coming out thick.then she realized that it probably wouldn’t make much sense, so she tried to elaborate. “I-I mean, that’s my name! My name’s Aline. Nice t-to meet you, Lee.....” Aline bit her bottom lip slightly as she stuttered, hoping they didn’t think it was weird.

She realized she was incredibly socially awkward; it wasn’t really a bad thing sometimes. She tended to know more than the average person due to her ability to disappear and re-appear, but that didn’t really matter.

Aline looked to the two boys, and studied their auras deeper. She wanted to be able to recognize them if the need be. Lee seemed to have an actually strong aura, in the sense that he had physical strength. It had tints of protectiveness, whether that was of his things or people he knew was unclear. The other specks of personality she could identify was one of a extrovert; flirty, happy, and bold. Though, he didn’t seem to loud nor his words to many.

The other boy was a bit harder to read. It seemed he had a stronger intellect than brawns, or that at least that he was hard headed. She could sense a ‘no nonsense’ type from a mile away, as their auras were very distinct. This boy was one of them. He seemed like a bit of an open book; Simone easy to make friends with, a strong mind and a driven heart.

They were a little similar, the two boys, but at the same time they couldn’t be more different.

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

Margate Aiest
power:Entropy
location: flight 666
Interaction: Kiroshiven Gomenesigh​

margate's attention turned back to the two new people that had arrived it was a oddly dressed girl that looked like she probably didn't have a fashion sense nd a another boy that seemed relatively normal aside form the cuts on him perhaps they were both related? they seemed to have both come on at the same time needles to say the plane had started up soon afterwards, well. better to at least get to know someone before actually getting to the school right? hopefully she wouldn't get a nickname like demon girl here again... although margate had to admit it was justified slightly her appearance was nothing if not unorthodox.

"so...umm hi just thinking we should all probably introduce ourselves to one another..since we are all here on a plane. im margate.."
it was awkward and abrupt but...that was the best thing margate could think of.

 

[NivieApple]

Spoiler: Pic

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Name: Della Rae Taylor
Power: Shapeshifter
Location: Flight 666
Interaction: Mentions Huntertabbysandshark3 Kiroshiven Gomenesigh
Speaks To One Mean Ghost DarkFoxAssassin

Della watched as the other people on board flight 666 conversed amongst themselves. She took note of the two near the back: one handing the other what looked like a full bag of jelly beans. Then, she looked towards the three that were near-ish to her. Two of them sat while one, a girl taller than anyone she had ever seen before stood and spoke to them. She smiled, a little impressed and a lot curious as to what her powers could possibly be.
"I guess I should probably speak to someone... Get out of my comfort zone or something..." she thought. With that, she took a deep, possibly overdramatic breath, and stood up abruptly. If she had waited any longer, she probably would have talked herself out of it. Then, she forced her feet to move, one step at a time, towards the back of the plane where the two guys were. Della raised her chin, put her shoulders back, and swung her miniature backpack over one shoulder. Her confident act looked practically humorous. If she had seen herself she would have giggled. Still, she ran a hand once more through her bubblegum pink hair and smiled. Then she reached the large dude with the jellybeans and the guy sitting in his seat looking as if he would be happy to just tune out the rest of the world. She raised a hand to wave and spoke with a cheerful voice.
"Hi!" then she forgot what she had been planning to say entirely, "Uh... I'm Della. Are those jellybeans?" Gosh, I'm an idiot. "Are those jellybeans?" What kind of weird chick walks up to people and asks if their jellybeans are jellybeans? They are obviously jellybeans! She thought to herself as she stood there, just hoping they didn't think she was a total idiot.

 

[Dumplingboy]

((Sorry I know it crap but I’m at work and on my phone))

• Flight 420
• Flight 69
• Flight 666

• 
  It was unclear how long they would be waiting at the terminal. The one worker (if question) had no clue where they were even going let alone how long the wait was. He would mention that there were two more flights coming, a busy day, as he would put it.
  The girl looked up at the newcomers giving them all a look of worry. She smiled at the the ones who tried to comfort her, but the smile quickly faded. The worker at the desk called out the name Lisa Grande. The young girls entire demeanor changed, tears of saddens quickly became tears of joy. She rushed out of her seat sprinting out of her seat quickly snatching her belongings from the desk and ran off to an aircraft awaiting for her. In her hurry she didn’t notice two pieces of paper that fell from her book back pocket. One of the papers (if you choose to investigate) was written in Hebrew. Even without being able to speak the language the format was written identical to the acceptance letter that student received. The other piece of paper seemed to be typed in pure gibberish. It had a professional format, seeming to be rather important but no one was able to read it (if they did try).
  
  
• 
  The students soon realized that the seat provide for them has no seat belts, or anyway to secure them down. As the plane made its way to the runway it began to pick up speed. It seemed like some terrible mistake had been mad. A voice came over the over head speaker, but instead of giving words of encouragement it welcomed them to the flight, in each of there respective languages. The plane made it to the runway and began to pick up speed. Just before they aircraft got to unaware speed the voice came over the speakers once again. “Warning approaching life off speeds Stabilizing now.” As soon as the voice went off the speed of the ship became undetectable. There was no rocking or even a sensation of movement after they took off. There still lacked the presence of any staff, it became clear they would be left to there own for the entirety of the flight.
  
• 
  The students soon realized that the seat provide for them has no seat belts, or anyway to secure them down. As the plane made its way to the runway it began to pick up speed. It seemed like some terrible mistake had been mad. A voice came over the over head speaker, but instead of giving words of encouragement it welcomed them to the flight, in each of there respective languages. The plane made it to the runway and began to pick up speed. Just before they aircraft got to unaware speed the voice came over the speakers once again. “Warning approaching life off speeds Stabilizing now.” As soon as the voice went off the speed of the ship became undetectable. There was no rocking or even a sensation of movement after they took off. There still lacked the presence of any staff, it became clear they would be left to there own for the entirety of the flight.
  

 

[AL.Over]

Spoiler: Appearance(I changed it)

Name : Kiseki Hyuuga

Power : Wayminder

Location : Flight 69

Interaction : Open~

Mentions : Others in Flight 69


((I'm sorry if this is a bit wrong, I got confused at Dumplingboy 's two posts on the separate flights.....))
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Kiseki walked into the aircraft. Others already were in there, and she definitely didn't feel like shoving through a crowd. A lot of people were much taller than her, so she had to use her ability to float above the ground to see if there was an empty seat. Finding a seat on the left row, Kiseki headed towards it. As she walked closer to her seat, she realised that her seat didn't have a seatbelt, neither did the other seats.

Deciding it didn't matter, Kiseki placed her backpack on her lap. She was really glad that the aircraft wasn't a normal one, with just enough space for everyone. Kiseki wasn't the biggest fan of cramped areas and rubbing shoulders with another person. Suddenly, when the aircraft was taking off, the aircraft's pickup speed was so fast that Kiseki could barely hang on to her seat. Kiseki gripped onto her seat tightly, refusing to splat on the floor like an idiot. Her phone was also resting in her lap, and she was not going to get it cracked or destroyed, because her savings were just enough to get her by.

After minutes of horror, the speed began to decrease and return to a normal speed. The voice that played through the speakers welcomed them onto the flight. Kiseki noticed there weren't many staff on the aircraft, not that she minded. Kiseki looked out of the window. It was kind of her second time on an aircraft, her first experience was only to accompany her parents for a business trip. She was slightly ashamed of the fact that she never travelled before.

As the aircraft proceeded to its destination, Kiseki and the other students began settling into their seats after the dramatic take off. Taking out a box of food she had packed in her backpack, Kiseki watched the view outside as she ate the food. Somehow she had managed to fit it in the first compartment of her backpack. She felt awkward, honestly, eating a bento meal on a flight like a weirdo, but she couldn't care less. Kiseki watched as the others started talking to one another. She felt like it was a waste of effort to talk to people now, since they were the people that she was going to see everyday for the next few years. Hoping that her school life won't be as miserable as her former one, Kiseki watched as the clouds outside the window passed them.

((This is the most cringy post I ever made T^T))

 

[DarkFoxAssassin]

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[div class=BBBox][div class=BBBall][div class=BBAvie][/div][/div][div class=BBName]Darrik Kuromori[/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by @IdyllicDreamer[/div]
Power: Shadow Manipulation
Location: Flight 666 - India
Interactions: One Mean Ghost NivieApple

Darrik noticed the new kid, seemingly teleporting from space to space, appear beside him. Without looking up much Darrik did a once over of him, trying to get a general feel for his personality and style from his choice of clothing. Suddenly a bag was produced of what looked like a mixture of jelly beans of all different colors and flavors, being offered some by the new guy.
"Sure." Darrik slowly reached over and grabbed a small handful, trying to get mainly blue, green, and black colored ones and set them in a small pile on the tray, the plane coasting by now in the air with minimal turbulence.
As Darrik pops a black jelly bean, Mmm Black Licorice, into his mouth a girl walks up to the two of them in the back.
"Um..Ya, they are", Darrik replied, taking one ear bud out to be able to hear the others easier.
"My name is Darrik, what about you two?"
As he ask this his shadow begins to ripple, and strings of darkness shoot out of it and wrap around his bag underneath his seat, securing it closed and to the ground near him, the only ones who would be able to see this would be anyone being a creep and looking underneath his occupied seat.
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[One Mean Ghost]

Dante

Power: GateLocation:Flight 666Interaction: Darrick DarkFoxAssassin
Della NivieApple

Ah Jellybeans, who could ask for a better icebreaker?

Not only had they successfully opened up his seemingly antisocial seatmate, but it had also garnered the attention of a third, turning this developing dynamic duo into a trial trio. Dante looked from one to the other as they introduced themselves. In addition to a fondness for sweets, it seemed they had another thing in common.

"I'm Dante, Dante de la Cruz" he answered, a little spanish purr in his voice as he answered the inquiry for his name. It seemed D names had been popular back in the day, given all three of them had such names.

"And yes, they're jellybeans. I tend to bring my own snacks when I travel just in case the in-flight fair is... less than stellar. Given I don't see a stewardess... I think they might even stiff us on the tiny peanuts for this flight" he remarked as his gaze settled on the bright haired girl that had joined them. She seemed nice, if a bit uncertain, if her momentary hesitation was any cue. Not that he could blame her, really. No one here knew anyone else, and for many this was likely their first time away from home.

"You're welcome to help yourself to some jellybeans. I can also get drinks if you two want some." He paused, a small circle forming in the air once more, almost like a mini black hole, at least from their perspective opposite him. He reached his hand into the void and produced a can of soda, then another, then another still. Given the hole was barely big enough for his hand, Dante had been told before it was a similar sight to a clown car or Mary Poppins' handbag when he just started pulling things from the void.

His little Door was quite useful. It made travel so much easier when all his possessions were at his fingertips. Still, though, he was sure he was going to get an angry call from his dad for clearing out their stock of drinks and small snacks before he left home. Oh well, he could go back and apologize later.

"So where are you two from?" Dante inquired as he cracked open his drink and set the other two out for his new companions.

 

[Blackrose7]

Name: Camila Shillue
Power: Poison Manipulation
Location: Flight 420 -> Mongolia
Interaction: None
Carry on bag: Portable Charger, Phone, Tooth Brush, Hair Brush, and A book about the different kinds of poisons.
Despite Camilla wanting to bring those deadly nightshade berries to the airport in Paris, France. Her parents threw those berries away, because they knew it would lessen the chances of her being in the hero school. However, it wasn't long before Camila ended up finding out what they did. She literally yelled at them for not letting her keep those berries, but her parents didn't care about her yelling about that. Instead, Camilla's dad just picked her up, and put her in his car, since he was clearly not dealing with Camilla's behavior. Her mother put her luggage in the back of the car, and the car took off before Camilla tried to get out. That girl honestly didn't want to be away from her family, even though her power has the possibility of being dangerous.
Eventually, her parents got her to go on an airplane to Korea. But Camila wasn’t happy about this, since they were forcing her to go to that hero school. ‘I am so going to get them for doing this, because they really don’t want me around.’ thought Camila. She wasn’t going to harm her parents, but she will try to do something towards them as a payback.

Camila didn’t know where she should go upon arriving at the Korea airport, because not only she has never been to an airport by herself. But all of the signs are in Korea, so Camila wouldn’t have known what it was saying if it didn’t have an english translation underneath it.
Camila tried her best to do all of the usual things at the airport, and then looked around for where her flight might be at in the terminal. Camila then saw a young girl running towards a group of kids, but she wasn’t sure if they were on flight 420. ‘I don’t know if they are on Flight 420 like the acceptance letter have said, but I will take the risk.’ thought Camila.
By the time, she walked towards them, they called for them to board the airplane. Camila follow them towards the airplane, which was indeed Flight 420, and aboard the plane after scanning the ticket. The airplane immediately took off, and Camila took her seat next to someone. As she was going to take her phone out to play some games, an automated voice came on and greeted her in french.
Once the voice was done doing that, Camila was going to take her phone out from her carry on bag, but notice that there weren’t any outlets. Saddened by this, Camila didn’t take out her phone, and took out her book instead in order to not waste the battery.

When the plane landed at their destination, Camila got up from her seat, and went towards the exit. She then took her seat at the terminal, and opened the book to the page she left off. Because there would be nothing to do there.

 

[AL.Over]

Spoiler: Appearance

Name : Kiseki Hyuuga

Power : Wayminder

Location : Flight 69

Interaction : Meme Machine

Mentions : Others in Flight 69 ; Kiroshiven , Noisy

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Kiseki looked at the others on the aircraft. They seemed happy enough, talking to others and breaking the ice between them. All of them generally knew how to speak English, so there would be no problem trying to communicate with one another. Kiseki done well in her English subject at school, aced the final examination as well, so she decided it would be best if she started talking to people.

Looking around, she spotted a girl with two braids and a cap. She had different coloured eyes, which was peculiar. The girl was talking to two other boys. Kiseki sighed and decided she would take the effort to make a good impression for herself. Walking over, Kiseki plastered a strained smile on her face and started talking to the girl. " Hello, I'm Kiseki. How is life treating you on this.... fine day ? " Kiseki asked, her Japanese accent curling at each word.

 

[NivieApple]

Spoiler: Pic

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Name: Della Rae Taylor
Power: Shapeshifter
Location: Flight 666
Interaction: Speaking To One Mean Ghost DarkFoxAssassin

Della nearly let out a sigh of relief when the two guys didn't completely disregard her right off the back. Suddenly feeling much more confident in herself, she smiled comfortably and visibly relaxed as they introduced themselves. Darrik and Dante, Darrik and Dante... she would have to be sure to memorize everybody's names Then the large guy with the jelly beans offered them drinks and she quirked a brow, partially out of curiosity and partially out of doubt. How could he possibly get drinks on a plane? Did he buy random drinks after passing through security? She almost asked how he planned to get drinks, then out of nowhere she saw a hole open up in the middle of the air and Dante reached his hand into it and pulled out a drink. She blinked. Then blinked a few more times, hoping she wasn't hallucinating before she grinned further. Her face lit up with excitement and she hardly noticed as he asked a question.

"That was amazing! Was that your power? Making portals? That is seriously cool!" Della couldn't keep the smile from her face. She didn't often get to see people using powers and she has always been pretty easily excitable, aside from when she wasn't... Yet, when she noticed how eager she had gotten she tried to quell her excitement and started chewing on her lip anxiously and rubbed her neck. Still, the girl's face stayed bright and curious as she looked between the two boys.