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 Warped: Multifandom Academy RP thread, Multifandom rp
TehUltimateMage
Posted: Apr 18 2017, 05:21 PM


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"Oh. So you can talk." She was unsure if it was someone controlling it remotely, preprogrammed dialogue, or if the thing actually had sentience. But in the wild world of Stand battles and interdimensional travel, anything seemed possible. It seemed almost... nervous?

Pathetic.

If it wasn't holding the now relaxed cat, Senko would have made a motion with her arm and flung the robot at the wall. Instead, she loosened Boulevard's grip on the machine. "I can't smash you on school grounds for no reason," she made the excuse to give it mercy, "not until I got proof you're screwing around. So don't run away again, okay?!"

She sensed something behind her. Someone? Her shadow powers heightened her already acute intuition when it came to detecting movement, and now that the gym was beginning to empty out the picture became a lot clearer.

"What do you want, punks?"

Senko, swiveling on her toes to face them, was painfully aware that they were as much punks as she was. Probably a year older than her, but one of them thought he was cool enough to wear shades indoors. (Actually, the duo was kind of cool, but she didn't like to admit it.)

Boulevard gently set the robot back onto a patch of the floor that wasn't too wet so the muscled spirit could have both fists free, yet still kept the small shadow canopy up to keep the spot dry and shaded. The ray guns seemed like they could be trouble, but Senko was confident her shadow constructs were faster than any old blaster. And if these guys were who she thought they were, she was itching to show off her abilities. "You don't happen to be... the guys who set off the alarm?"
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Posted: Apr 20 2017, 10:32 AM


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Kobra Kid hissed behind grit teeth, living up to the reputation he had kept for so long that he was some kind of snake dude, his sharp eyes staring at the scary woman with the Witch thing through his sunglasses. Party Poison raised his eyebrow at the lady, noticing that she took note of their rayguns at their hips. He didn't know what to say, because this lady had a spirit thing that Poison didn’t know whether he wanted to mess with or not, and he wanted to stay safe. For now. No use getting ghosted right here, before they even had a chance of going up against BLI and their own Draculoid freaks. Nah. Wouldn’t be too helpful.

“Uh-” He stuttered, running a nervous hand through his soaking hair. “Yeah? Yeah.” Now both of their hands were at their rayguns, ready to vamoose out of there in a split second. Kobra gave his brother a dirty look as his fingers wrapped around the grip of his raygun, finger resting on the safety of the pistol-like weapon, ready to flick it off at any moment if Poison decided to do anything stupid.
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Posted: Apr 20 2017, 06:34 PM


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The scary lady didn't seem to like the bot at all; pattern recognition said she was mad, and tonal quality just confirmed it. While its captive began to wash its paw, she scolded the little machine; it would have nodded, but it didn't really have a head to nod, so it just gave her a wide eye and warbled quietly in compliance, claws twitching.
She was going to let it go, right? Right?

The lady stood up abruptly and snapped at some people behind her, but left the bot floating. Universal body language said she didn't consider the bot a threat, which made it relax considerably and scrap its death log; it was okay! It would live! Well... maybe. The two people the lady faced were antsy, and the bot noticed them tensing up. One of the two beings chuckled nervously and ran his fingers through his hair; this might turn ugly.
The bot chittered as it was slowly lowered to the floor by the unseen force; as soon as its claws touched the ground it wanted to make a run for it, but the scary lady said not to run away again, so instead it simply sat there in the moderately-dry spot, claws tucked up, petting the Siberian cat who was more relaxed now. With no apparent threats in sight aside from the stand-off between the three strangers, it tentatively decided that it was safe enough to gather at least a little bit of information.

So first, to figure out what that unseen force was, and why this spot was shaded and dry even though there was nothing above it? And what did it have to do with Scary Lady? There was obviously a force here, but was it alive and organic, or a natural phenomena, or artificial, environmental manipulation? Scary Lady behaved normally around it, so it must be something she knew about, right?
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"You two look like you've seen a ghost," Senko sneered. They shouldn't have been able to see the literal ghost behind her, but it was more likely that they just came from a place where people were spiritual like that. Wasn't a far stretch considering the literal dragons here. Neither of them seemed to have the glow that Stand users had, but maybe that was because neither of them activated theirs yet.

Her stand withdrew back into her body, and the pink aura surrounding her dissipated. She crossed her arms, threw her head back and laughed out loud.

"Cool kid and Redhead!" She addressed them when she stopped, pointing an accusing finger at one, then the other. "It was nice meeting you! It would be a shame for anyone to wind up dead on the first day so I'll strike up a deal. I'm gonna become the top delinquent of this school! So stay out of my way."

"My name is Senko, by the way. Senko Toriyama. Don't you forget it," she added with a confident smile.

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Posted: Apr 21 2017, 12:09 AM


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Party Poison just blinked as the weird spirit thingy faded out of sight, a frown on his face as he shook his head. Even though he's seen a lot in this school, his mind always seemed to jump to things that made sense to him, so he just figured with this lady DESTROYA had granted her some power or whatever. Although it couldn't be true, she didn't look like the type to last long on a desert like their own... but at the end of her introduction, Poison couldn't help but giggle to himself as he shifted his eyes towards an amused Kobra Kid, both of them giving each other that look. You know the one. The one of rebellion, mischievousness, and a whole lot more.

Poison looked back at this Senko being. "Uh..." He giggled again, Kobra biting his tongue to hold back his own chuckle at 'cool kid'. "Yeah... um... g-good luck with that." Poison said to her. And figuring they should at least introduce themselves as well, since it seems as thought there would be some sort of rivalry for top dog here at school, Poison went ahead and did that.

'Party Poison." Poison said, pointing to himself as his lips lifted upwards into a slight smirk. "Kobra Kid." Poison pointed to his little brother as Kobra crossed his arms and jutted his hip out in an almost diva-like manner. "Two names that'll be ingrained in your memory from constantly being blasted over the speakers. Believe me, you'll be dusted and seein' the Witch before you forget 'em." Well, there's his first bit of slang. It kept cropping up and will keep cropping up since both of the brothers are so used to using words like that it's been fully integrated into their vocabulary. They can't exactly help it... but oh well. She'll know what those words mean soon enough...
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"Excellent!" Doyle said to the seemingly very enthusiast student. "Very good how you're just ignoring the downpour! I think you'll do very good in my class. Just remember: danger - is just opportunity - in disguise! What exactly that means, will be explained in my lessons."

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He nodded. She might have just protected him from severe bodily harm, and to show his gratitude, he nodded. How kind. No, you probably think this is sarcastic, but it's not. Any idea how rude some people in New York are? You can save their life and they'll be mad at you for breaking stuff. Now that more commonly happened to Spider Man, but still, that people showed some gratitude, was more than she expected. Not just because she couldn't allow herself to expect more, but because she really wasn't used to being respected by strangers.

Then she picked up on a conversation between three people, a girl and two boys who were all dressed in a way that suggested they were gifted in a way similar to herself and the others at S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, although she was aware that clothing didn't mean anything in this place. And really, she hoped her intuition was wrong here, because the very reason she and Cloak went here after S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy was to learn about other dimensions and how they really work. And what threats can come from them. The rest of the team decided to stay on earth, so they could keep looking over New York.

The three people seemed to be... arguing? about who was the biggest troublemaker. They weren't doing things they shouldn't yet, but she'd be keeping an eye on them.
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Posted: Apr 26 2017, 06:35 PM


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According to many test results in its memory banks that the bot didn't know where they came from, animals were more acutely aware of danger than more sentient beings. A sentient is easily distracted by its own self-awareness, and is capable of lowering its own concerns for self-preservation to levels animals can't quite reach. So logically, when the Siberian cat became more relaxed despite everything, the bot began to feel more comfortable too. It kept an eye on Scary Lady, but was simultaneously confused by her casual tone. Maybe they were getting along?
Humans are strange.

The bot looked up at the ceiling again, eye dilating against the bright lights, curious as to why the sprinklers' water was going around the darkened patch like there was an invisible wall. Perhaps... the Scary Lady has a device that worked like an Excursion Funnel? Excursion Funnels created an active, semi-mundane force that pushed things in one direction, but this was more like a glass bowl was floating over them; a funnel would push the water up into the ceiling. Or maybe her device could control the force intensity?
Ooo, that sounds cool! But how was it casting a shadow? Energy is invisible!

Scary Lady suddenly began to laugh loudly, and whatever force that held the water back disappeared. The bot squeaked and hugged the disgruntled cat closer as they were doused; again!
WET! So much wet!! But Scary Lady said no running! But it needed shelter! But it didn't figure out yet what the force was! BUT SHELTER!
It finally took off in a random direction, making its captive dig claws back into its hull. It wasn't going anywhere in particular, yet it aimed for something it could hide under; the flaw of this was that the room was nearly vacated! It shot past a few chatting humanoids, scrambled over a tail, bolted underneath a tall, black creature, nearly tripped over a bag, and finally had its speed killed by hitting a large puddle. It skidded frantically on the wet surface, searching for an escape from the water.
Escape? Escape?! There! It spotted a rectangular opening in the wall; doors to outside! Safety!

With some more desperate scrambling and the grace of some deity, the bot finally managed to gain enough traction to shoot off toward the exit. Unfortunately, upon entering the area it proved to be a short hallway, with some sort of giant light beam at the end and the crowd growing denser near it. To keep from running into someone the bot ended up scrambling backward into a corner, darting glances between the door it came from and the rest of the room; thankfully, no one seemed to notice or bother with it. It looked around, and spotted yet another door; some people from the crowd would look up ahead impatiently, then turn and detour through that door instead in discontent. The trickle of people assured the bot that the crowd density would be lower past the door, so it moved more discretely toward it and peeked in.
STAIRS! Floating metal stairs! A dry hiding place!
Without any hesitance the machine bolted for cover, running under the stairs and squashing itself into the darkest corner. The place was too clean to hide properly, as an observant being could spot it huddled in the corner past the steps, but at least it would have some respite from the constant panic it has had. It held the Siberian cat for a moment longer, feeling comforted despite the kitty's objections, before placing it down and frantically wiping water from its face. The feline took the opportunity to run to the opposite corner and begin bathing to dry out its fur; it had enough for one day.

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Posted: Apr 27 2017, 11:52 AM


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Tchaikovsky meowed in protest when he felt the skidding of the weird spider-bot's legs. He was even more upset that his fur was soaked. So naturally, when he was set down under some shelter, he ran to the corner and started shaking himself up. Poor Tchaikovsky was quite upset.

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"TCHAIKOVSKY? Dammit, WHERE is this cat?" Yuri continued to scamper around the vast Gymnasium, with his friend in tow. He grew more and more annoyed as the water from the sprinklers fell. "And WHEN are the janitors going to turn these sprinklers OFF?" Yuri was very much like a cat- he absolutely DESPISED the rain. Fire sprinklers were no better. Muttering obscene words in Russian, Yuri started walking towards a set of floating stairs. Oh, thank God. Shelter. As Yuri approached, still holding a grip on Otabek's hand, he noticed something. There was a weird, spider-like robot.He raised an eyebrow. Man, there are a LOT of strange folks here...

And in the corner, licking himself off and looking very annoyed, was a sopping-wet Siberian forest cat. He looked up at Yuri and meowed at him.

"Tchaikovsky!!!!!" Yuri ran towards his cat.

...

Why do I keep forgetting Spyro lmfaooooooo

Spyro simply sat and looked around. The rain didn't bother him too much. After all, he didn't have a need to use any of his Elemental Attacks. For now, the sprinklers were fine. He couldn't say the same for the others in the room, though- Of course there was a variety of students. The diversity of the student body here is so vast- he wouldn't be surprised if there were beings that simply can't survive in water. The only issue Spyro had was that the water was COLD.

And so, Spyro decided to fly out of the gym and towards his dorm. He hoped his roommate was welcoming- and not hostile towards dragons. Unfortunately, he ran into creatures like those all too often before Malefor's defeat...

...

"Excellent! Very good how you're just ignoring the downpour! I think you'll do very good in my class. Just remember: danger - is just opportunity - in disguise! What exactly that means, will be explained in my lessons."

The professor's comment made Zabina grin. It was a good thing that she decided to ignore the frizzball her hair will soon become. "Thank you, Professor! I look forward to being in your class."

...

Blaster safety was going to be a priority in Han's class. If it weren't a total downpour out here, he would check his lesson plans. But now, he's just going to have to revise his syllabus a little bit.

Instead of two weeks of safety training, Han was going to extend that to five weeks.

...

Finally, Kouji noticed a custodian walking into the Gym. He looked quite irate- he must have been here for the incident last year. Kouji snickered at that one- he had to admit, it was a hilarious prank. Scaring a Flareon into using Smokescreen? Classic. The aggravated custodian simply took out a key and walked toward the closet, slipping inside to try and stop the sprinklers.

He looked at the crowd of girls who were asking him rather arbitrary things about close combat- Quite a few of them were crying that their hair and makeup were ruined. He secretly prayed that most of them were just trying to get a closer look and were not actually taking his class. To be frank, he was glad that he didn't announce that he would be a TA for a specific class last year- it made it easier to avoid having that same problem. Kouji knew all too well how annoying it was to have people take a class simply because of a teacher or a TA, instead of having an interest or a talent in the subject itself.

Oh yes, he remembered his Algebra class with Han Solo. Lots of fangirls from Earth chose his specific section because they wanted to meet theHan Solo. It was very irksome when a girl raised her hand to ask about Han's availability for after-class help, or a random geek started asking about the Millennium Falcon. And that annoyance was very plain on Han's face. But, as you do, Han got used to it. Kouji hoped that he would as well. Luckily, he wasn't as popular as some of the people here...

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