FAE Super Powereds-Freshman Year IC thread

[CoreBrute23]

House Aureum was a fairly small dormitory, compared to the ones on school. It was only about two stories tall, and while it looked great, the white concrete with gold inlays almost seemed like a Greek Temple, it was definitely not fighting off applications from borders. It was 30 minute bus ride to the main school, and there were other dorms within walking distance. Most students didn’t want to be so far from their classes-especially given the appeal of sleeping in till noon.

However for the carefully selected inhabitants of the dorm, it was close enough to their most important classes. At 8:00, all the students were called down to the common room by an older student, a brown haired male with sunglasses. He was smirking, as if he was aware of some deliciously hilarious secrets, he couldn’t wait to share.

“Alright whipper snappers, I hope this is all of you, cause anyone not here is getting left behind-" A loud voice interrupted him.
“Oh Em Eff Geeeeeeeee girl, I can’t believe Brenda, that’s so like her,” A girl was on her cellphone, talking loudly while twirling her short blond curls. She was attractive in the way the popular girls in High School are-you know she’s too pretty to give you the time of day, and that’s half the appeal.
“Excuse me,” The older student began, clearly irritated. The girl raised a finger to stop him, as she continued talking without looking him in the face.
The student sighed, rubbing his eyes under his sunglasses.
“Sara stop, your such a bitch. JK! No love you really-hello? Hello?” She looked at her smartphone, and the screen was off. “I’m out of power? But I thought I charged it.”
“Guess your just unlucky then.” The older student remarked, trying to hide his grin. Some of the smarter students smiled as they figured out what happened, but the blonde with the defunct cell seemed oblivious.

“Now, returning to our scheduled program.” He walked up to the service lift. It was primarily used to help carrying luggage or less physically capable individuals to the second floor. It was a surprisingly generous gesture by the university, for such a small dormitory. The older student pressed his thumb under the up button. A green Tron style circle appeared around his thumb, where no button had been before. There was a whirring sound from the elevator door, before it opened.

Where previously there was a lift too small to hold more than 3 students who were comfortable getting squeezed together, behind those doors was a large oval platform, big enough to easily hold the 40 or so students in the common room. There were a series of gasps by the students from the sight of this. The guide smirked as he walked into the lift.

“Oh my little cans, your minds have not even started to be blown yet.” The other students quickly followed him in.

[CoreBrute23]

Most of the students were still reeling from the fact there was an entire secret school under normal campus. The long corridors definitely continued the Tron theme, with fancy lights along the walls in different colors. The guide had originally led them by following a red line across the wall to two separate changing rooms where the older student told the boys and girls to change into one of the uniforms in a locker.

The uniforms were black, and while slightly snug, none were tight or hindered movement. The material was sturdier than leather. One slightly mousy female freshman remarked that the uniform was specially made for the school, and was made of something similar to Kevlar. When asked how she knew, she blushed and started muttering to her feet.

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The older student had somehow managed to change into a white version of their uniform while they were all getting dressed. “Now don’t you all look dapper!” He saw a lot of confused eyebrows being raised. “Trust me, after four years, you’ll pick up British slang too. Come along my little cans!”

As the students walked, the observant ones realized there were four lines on the ground-one black, two were grey and one white. It appeared the older student was leading them down the black path, until they came to a large auditorium. He flourished his hand theatrically as they arrived.

“This is where I must depart. You guys all take a seat, the Dean will start soon enough. If you need any help, my name is Anders Roman. Anyone in a white uniform will know who I am. I’m in my 4th year, so hopefully I have some idea of what I'm doing.” He turned to leave, before apparently remembering something. “If you’re the sort who likes to much about in class, don’t bother sitting in the back. The Dean’s got excellent eye-sight, and that’s the first place he looks.” He grins before heading off.

The auditorium is large, with over a 100 seats. Which given the fact there are only 40 students makes it appear very empty. There is a large wooden platform in front with a plinth set up for someone to address from. However, it was currently unoccupied.

Some of the students begin taking seats.

Lara, your room mate Ashlee, the girl who was on her cellphone earlier, grabs a seat near the back, where a couple of other girls have joined her. She waves at you to sit with her. Do you sit with her, withsomeone else (in which case, describe what this person looks like and first name if new NPC), or alone?

Issac, your room mate Michael is having a conversation with another male student. What does this new student look like, and does Michael seem to be enjoying the conversation or has it become an argument?

Oliver on the way here, Arthur, a portly boy a mop of black hair, was talking to you about a specific topic he had an almost obsessive amount of interest in. What was this topic? Did you join in with the discussion with Arthur, did you enjoy the topic? Did you tune him out?

Dylan, you were surprised when someone brushes past you, whispering “sorry Dylan”. She has sunglasses on, and is holding a white stick with an orange handle. She moves towards the front row, with very little use of her stick. How does she know your name? You didn’t feel any tampering or attempts to break through your telepathic training. How do you react to that?

Kai, you recognized the older student with glasses when he first appeared, even though he never addressed you personally, from thanksgiving dinners. It’s your cousin Anders! What was your relationship with your cousin Anders like? How do you feel about this surprising presence of your family once again?

Ryan, you hear someone whistling a song near you. Turning around, you see a tall muscular black student with curly hair, whistling as he watches the room, his eyes wandering over the female students while smiling. He’s whistling your favorite song. What is your favorite song? How do you feel about this guy checking all the girls?

[Salaya]

*Rayne jumps up from his seat!* "Lynard Skynyrd(sweet home Alabama) is the shiz! The names Rayne!" *Shakes his hand* (Rayne is fine with him checking girls out, he personally try's to respects all woman and doesn't curse in front of them)

[CoreBrute23]

The humming student turns in surprise. "I wasn't expecting to a fellow lover of Southern Rock here." He smiles and shakes your hand firmly. "You've got good taste. My name's Alex, I'm from Louisiana."

He motions to a seat in the backrow, behind Ashlee's small group. "I'm gonna sit over there. You feel like chilin with me?"

[Salaya]

"Yea perfect! I was born and raised in Florida I don't live too far from here, like two hours away." Alex and Rayne talked in the little time they had.

[Bunny of Faith]

Dylan, you were surprised when someone brushes past you, whispering “sorry Dylan”. She has sunglasses on, and is holding a white stick with red lines on it. She moves towards the front row, with very little use of her stick. How does she know your name? You didn’t feel any tampering or attempts to break through your telepathic training. How do you react to that?

Dylan looks confused at the girl upon hearing his name, and then even more confused as he notices the stick. Curiousity getting the better of him, he moves to sit on the front row besides her, leaning in and whispering, "How'd you know my name?". After speaking, he glances around to see if anyone else had been paying attention - "If I don't get a response, I'm going to look like an idiot", he thinks to himself.

[Razorstorm]

Oliver on the way here, Arthur, a portly boy a mop of black hair, was talking to you about a specific topic he had an almost obsessive amount of interest in. What was this topic? Did you join in with the discussion with Arthur, did you enjoy the topic? Did you tune him out?

Oliver walks along with Arthur, smiling politely as the chubby boy prattled on and on about the intricacies of Queensryche's music. Oli didn't really have anything to add to the conversation, but was happy to listen to Arthur, happy to have someone talk to him who asked for nothing but to be listened to. He carefully scanned manoeuvred the crowd, making sure never to bump into anyone, or get bumped into, not make eye contact, except once in a while with Arthur. He shifted in the uniform, self-conscious of his skinniness, and fidgeted with his glasses. At least his shoulders were getting a little wider. A year ago he was the definition of a bean-pole. The two of them moved to seats, right in the middle, 3 rows from the front. When Rayne made his "Sweet home Alabama" outburst, Oli looked at him, but then quickly shrunk down into his seat as his roommate settled in next to his own personal worst nightmare...

[tyranus]

kai walked to a seat that was near the front trusting Anders advice about not sitting in the back.Seeing Anders again had made him think of the last time they'd met at last years thanksgiving. kai never had never really gotten to know Anders and he blames that on his parents more than anything else.To his aunt uncle and cousin he was the polite gentlemen an act his parents expected of him,He had quickly obliterated that carefully woven image with only a smattering of words before rushing out of the house and heading for the adjacent garage and his car. kai heard footsteps following and twirled about expecting father but instead saw Anders ambling across the lawn towards him with a case of beer dangling from his right hand.what ensued was a night of drunken stupor where they talked of many things the most notable coming from anders who was admittedly pretty drunk told kai he was in the hcp at west private.This sparked the beginning of an idea that would come from its infancy and blossom into a full blown course of action over the following months.kai was snapped out of his reverie not by the piercing sound of sweet home Alabama being whistled in the backround but by the words that followed them, "Lynard Skynyrd is the shiz! The names Rayne!" even if rayne hadnt just stated his name kai would know that voice anywhere.Turning in his seat kai saw the muscular form of his ex's brother...

[ImNotTrevor]

Isaac sat down in the first available seat, trying his best to go unnoticed. Luckily, the uniforms made it easier to be just a face in the crowd. Sadly, it looked stupid and was hard to move in and felt insanely constricting. Especially on his meat and two veg....

As he adjusted himself a bit, he looked up to see his roommate was schmoozing around and making small talk already. He was lucky to know enough about this place to not worry about making the wrong friends. Isaac was planning to go unseen for the first day until he understood the goings-on.

It was a tactic he came up with years ago. When you get to a new neighborhood, keep your head down. Learn the pecking order. Identify the Rahmen and the Pokes.
In this situation, Isaac was a Rabbit.
Sunglasses was likely a Bee.
The Dean was probably a Papa. Or Mama? Was Dean a word for a guy or a girl?
Isaac was finding himself getting distracted.

Luxkily, with all these people, RPM was going a bit nutty and paying attention for him.
[Multiple Super and Powered individuals detected. Caution is advised.]

Thanks, Isaac thought to himself.

[Integration recommended.]

I'll do that once you tell me what the f**k that means.

[Warning. Potential target approaching.]

Oh sh*t what?

[NineOfSpades]

While the other freshmen might have been impressed or awed as the elevator walls fell away, revealing the sci-fi tunnel that extended deep into the earth, Lara simply had a reserved smile, the kind you'd wear when watching a magic trick that you've already seen a few times. She'd known full well that something like this had to be hidden under the dorm. Felix had given her plenty of stories from his time at the academy, so it wasn't so much a question of whether or not a training bunker exsisted, but rather, where was the secret entrance. Personally, Lara had been banking on a swiveling bookshelf, but the elevator seemed just as exciting.

Lara proceeded along, not paying much mind to her peers. There would be more then enough time for getting to know the rest of the student body, but there wouldn't be a second orientation day, and she'd kick herself in the teeth if she ended up missing anything because she'd gotten distracted chatting it up with one of her new classmates. Not that she could totally block it out either. She picked up snippets of conversation as the group divided up in the changing rooms to try on their uniforms. The black material was a strange texture, though what really puzzled Lara was how it managed to fit her so nicely. At no point did she recall giving her measurements to anyone, so the fact that she was now clad in a fitted bodysuit that perfectly matched her figure was offsetting. Lacking a better explanation, her imagination provided the first answer it could. A chill went up Lara's spine as she pictured someone sneaking into her home while she slept and taking her measurements. For now, she'd just have to make a note to ask about it later. Well, that, and double check how heat-resistant her uniform was.

In the auditorium, Lara moved towards the front, but didn't get to far before spotting someone waving at her. Looked like it was that blond chick who'd been blathering into her cellphone earlier. It boggled the mind. Whoever she'd been chatting with, somehow Lara doubted it could possibly be more interesting than a secret school for training the next generation of hero's. It was the kind of thing that just got under her skin, the fact that blondie would rather update her facebook status rather than appriciate the fact she'd earned a seat on the freshmen class. Be Impressed, Damnit!

Still, Lara didn't want to judge to harshly, not on the first day. No reason to be rude to someone you've only just met after all. Maybe Blondie was actually really nice under that candy coated exterior. There was no harm in accepting an offer to sit and make conversation. Whats the worst that could happen?

"Hi there" Lara said with a warm, open grin and a casual wave, taking a seat with the other girls. "I'm Lara, nice to meet you all."

[CoreBrute23]

[Warning. Potential target approaching.]

Oh sh*t what?
OOC: As I said in the PM, I'm not sure what you want the Nanobots to be detecting. An already established NPC? A player? The Dean? A toaster? Do you want me to make someone up?


Dylan looks confused at the girl upon hearing his name, and then even more confused as he notices the stick. Curiousity getting the better of him, he moves to sit on the front row besides her, leaning in and whispering, "How'd you know my name?". After speaking, he glances around to see if anyone else had been paying attention - "If I don't get a response, I'm going to look like an idiot", he thinks to himself.

The apparently blind girl stiffens slightly at your question.

"Oh. I just...heard it around. I mean, um I heard, uh..." You can almost see her brain working, trying to come up with a believable lie, and failing.



In the auditorium, Lara moved towards the front, but didn't get to far before spotting someone waving at her. Looked like it was that blond chick who'd been blathering into her cellphone earlier. It boggled the mind. Whoever she'd been chatting with, somehow Lara doubted it could possibly be more interesting than a secret school for training the next generation of hero's. It was the kind of thing that just got under her skin, the fact that blondie would rather update her facebook status rather than appriciate the fact she'd earned a seat on the freshmen class. Be Impressed, Damnit!

Still, Lara didn't want to judge to harshly, not on the first day. No reason to be rude to someone you've only just met after all. Maybe Blondie was actually really nice under that candy coated exterior. There was no harm in accepting an offer to sit and make conversation. Whats the worst that could happen?

"Hi there" Lara said with a warm, open grin and a casual wave, taking a seat with the other girls. "I'm Lara, nice to meet you all."

OOC: Just a note. Blondie is Ashlee your room mate. You guys already met, since yesterday was moving day. Also, you never gave her a surname. Would you like me to make one up?
Ashlee smiles broaden. she waves a hand to the two girls sitting on the other side of her. "Shobna, Karen, this is my room mate." She suddenly wrapped her arms around you. "We're already such besties, it's amazing how much we just click."

Shobna, the small mousy girl from earlier who had talked about the uniform, chuckles after a moment at the show of enthusiasm. Her nervousness from earlier is still apparent, but she seems to be a bit more comfortable now she isn't the centre of attention.

"Ashlee please. There's no need to suffocate the poor girl." Karen remarks, before smirking. "At least not until combat rankings start." Lara, you can see beyond the playfulness in her voice-there is the competitive edge to her tone that you recognize in yourself.

Ashlee lets you go, completely unabashed from her display of physical affection. "Sorry, I just got caught up in the moment. Oh, I wish I could tweet about this." She looked at her cellphone. "Stupid thing dying on me."

"Yes real shame." Karen looks behind her as two boys sit behind them. Two tall black students, one of whom had just been gushing about Sweet Home Alabama. She glances a bit quickly before turning around.


"Yea perfect! I was born and raised in Florida I don't live too far from here, like two hours away." Alex and Rayne talked in the little time they had.

Alex sits down behind Lara and the other girls. As you sit down next to Alex, one girl turns around and looks at you. She seems to be appraising you. Although the first thought that occurs to you is, she's really pretty. She quickly turns around though.

Alex nudges you. "Hey country star." He whispers conspiratorially to you. "I think you've caught one hook line and sinker." He looks at you expectantly.

OOC: Rayne what does this girl [Karen] look like? How do you feel about this girl apparently checking you out?


Oliver walks along with Arthur, smiling politely as the chubby boy prattled on and on about the intricacies of Queensryche's music. Oli didn't really have anything to add to the conversation, but was happy to listen to Arthur, happy to have someone talk to him who asked for nothing but to be listened to. He carefully scanned manoeuvred the crowd, making sure never to bump into anyone, or get bumped into, not make eye contact, except once in a while with Arthur. He shifted in the uniform, self-conscious of his skinniness, and fidgeted with his glasses. At least his shoulders were getting a little wider. A year ago he was the definition of a bean-pole. The two of them moved to seats, right in the middle, 3 rows from the front.
Arthur’s knowledge of Queensryche’s music is matched only by the fevor he speaks with when describing which of the band members should, and shouldn't have left. Thankfully his enjoyment of the topic is sufficient that he doesn't notice your not joining in.

When Rayne made his "Sweet home Alabama" outburst, Oli looked at him, but then quickly shrunk down into his seat as his roommate settled in next to his own personal worst nightmare...
A hand reaches delicately on your shoulder. “It’s OK.” Turning, you see the hand belongs to Arthur, whose looking at you knowingly. “It’s not going to be that way anymore.” He gives a wide gleeful grin. “We’re going to be Heroes now.”

kai walked to a seat that was near the front trusting Anders advice about not sitting in the back.
Kai, you find yourself sitting near a tall student built like a quarterback, talking to a tall but leaner student with glasses. The skinnier student is waving his hands dismissively.

“Michael your crazy. No way I’m doing that.” The bulkier student, Michael apparently, is leaning forward, arguing emphatically.

“No Herb, it’s genius come on! It’s the best way to show whose to better combatant.” Michael suddenly turns around to face you Kai.

“What do you think man?” Seeing your confused, Herb, the one in glasses, starts to explain.

“Michael and I have training in martial arts, in addition to our powers. Apparently, there’s gonna be,”

“Don’t say ‘Apparently’ like that. I know it’s true! I saw it Reddit.” Herb rolls his eyes and continues.

“There’s some big combat between the freshmen-”

“So my idea is,” Michael interrupts. “rather than just show off our powers, we show off our skill. If the two of us fight each other, we agree not to use our powers-just mano,” Michael slaps one of his biceps. “V mano.” And slaps the other one. “It’ll show the teacher who the most skilled are, rather than just those with fancy looking powers. It’s about the training, not just what God gave you.” Herb rolled his eyes.

“Anyway, I said the point of going to HCP is for the instructors to see our abilities. So it would be foolish not to use it. You agree with me right?” The two look at you expectantly.

OOC: Compel time! Time for some actual game mechanics. At the start of each session, you all have 3 Fate points. They are very important, they are useful to make failures into successes, and activating some stunts.
I am compelling one of your aspects. This is when I suggest a course of action that makes your adventure take a slightly…unexpected route. If you agree for your character to follow this course of action, you gain the fatepoint. This would currently grant you 4 fate points, making you a bit more in control than your fellow PCs.

However, you are completely within your rights to reject my compel, and play how you choose. However to do so, you need to pay me one of your 3 fatepoints, reducing you to 2. That’s not terrible, and some battles can get turned around with just one fate point. So you could still do well. You’d just need to be a bit more careful, and a bit more lucky.

Here’s my compel: I am compelling your aspect “I don't often fight, but when i do i fight dirty.” Your character realizes that these two are skilled fighters, in addition to whatever unknown powers they have. If Kai fights them in a fair fight he would probably lose. However, he could convince them that if they fought him, neither side would use their powers (a gentlemen’s agreement of sorts). That would mean Kai would have the opportunity to catch them off guard, and use his powers when they weren’t expecting it.

Of course they would be mad later, and there could be consequences down the road. But it is a very tempting opportunity to take out one of two potential threats, and prove to your parents that you can do well at HCP.

So…will you convince them not to fight you with powers, with the intention of cheating later on? Do you take the fate point? Or reject it?

[Bunny of Faith]

The apparently blind girl stiffens slightly at your question.

"Oh. I just...heard it around. I mean, um I heard, uh..." You can almost see her brain working, trying to come up with a believable lie, and failing.


Dylan keeps his voice low as he responds, "I don't mean to be rude, but you're putting me at a bit of a disadvantage here. I mean, you know my name, but won't tell me why. And besides that, I don't even know yours. Seems a little fairer if you'd tell me those things, doesn't it?" He smiles at her encouragingly.

[CoreBrute23]

[Warning. Potential target approaching.]

Oh sh*t what?

Issac turned to see the threat was no more than just another student. Well that wasn't quite right. This student seemed a bit older than the other freshmen, despite wearing the same Black uniform. You would guess (and by guess, getting bits and pieces of all the biological readings RPM is giving you) maybe mid 20s.

"May I sit here?" His english is good, but he has a slight Chinese accent. He sits next to you, taking out a spiral note book which appears both too small for him, and has seen a lot of wear and tear. "My name is Ben Ng." He holds his hand out to shake yours.


Dylan keeps his voice low as he responds, "I don't mean to be rude, but you're putting me at a bit of a disadvantage here. I mean, you know my name, but won't tell me why. And besides that, I don't even know yours. Seems a little fairer if you'd tell me those things, doesn't it?" He smiles at her encouragingly.

She rubs a hand through her hair nervously.

"No, no I'm not trying to be rude. I did hear, well..." She gulped. "Sorry. Can we start again? My name is Mariah Sinclair." She offers you her hand to shake. If you take it, she shakes it ungracefully as if unaware the right amount of pressure to apply. If you do not, she pulls it to her lap and holds her other hand. Either way, she continues.

"I heard you on moving day introduce yourself to your room mate Michael from the ground floor. And I recognized you because you have a very peculiar kind of breathingandnow I'm being creepy again." She held her face in her hand embarrassed. "You don't happen to have the power to make me invisible for, like, ever?"

[Salaya]

Alex sits down behind Lara and the other girls. As you sit down next to Alex, one girl turns around and looks at you. She seems to be appraising you. Although the first thought that occurs to you is, she's really pretty. She quickly turns around though.

Alex nudges you. "Hey country star." He whispers conspiratorially to you. "I think you've caught one hook line and sinker." He looks at you expectantly.

OOC: Rayne what does this girl [Karen] look like? How do you feel about this girl apparently checking you out?

[/B]

*Rayne thinks to him self* If I am getting this much attention right now imagine what will happen when people see my eyes....
*Rayne whispers back too Alex* "She is pretty that's for sure" She has long black hair with vibrant green eyes. Her skin is a lighter shade of honey.

[CoreBrute23]

Alex starts motioning with his head. He begins mouthing 'Talk to her Romeo'. He would look ridiculous if anyone was watching the back row.

[tyranus]

"Well i think Michael has a very valid point its a great way to showcase our skills. I was wondering how i would do the same,you see im not to shabby at hand to hand myself.if you two are in fact going to do this can i join in?Even if Herb here doesn't want to im down"

[Salaya]

Alex starts motioning with his head. He begins mouthing 'Talk to her Romeo'. He would look ridiculous if anyone was watching the back row.

*Rayne says out loud* "Karen right?" "Im Rayne!" Nice too meet you! *while he shakes her hand*

[Bunny of Faith]

She rubs a hand through her hair nervously.

"No, no I'm not trying to be rude. I did hear, well..." She gulped. "Sorry. Can we start again? My name is Mariah Sinclair." She offers you her hand to shake. If you take it, she shakes it ungracefully as if unaware the right amount of pressure to apply. If you do not, she pulls it to her lap and holds her other hand. Either way, she continues.

"I heard you on moving day introduce yourself to your room mate Michael from the ground floor. And I recognized you because you have a very peculiar kind of breathingandnow I'm being creepy again." She held her face in her hand embarrassed. "You don't happen to have the power to make me invisible for, like, ever?"

Dylan takes her hand, shaking it softly. "Dylan Ringwood, a pleasure to meet you. And I could try and do something similar, but it'd only sort of work and you wouldn't actually be invisible."

He glances around the room again, before whispering, "So, super-hearing or something? It makes hearing my breathing slightly less creepy, unless you don't have super-hearing, and you've been stalking me invisibly. But then you wouldn't be asking me to turn you invisible." Dylan laughs nervously, "Am I overthinking this?"

[Razorstorm]

Oliver blinks at Arthur. "Not like... How do you..." then he trails off and smiles. "How did you know? Are you a Telepath, or just a super spy?" After a momentary pause, where Arthur looks briefly uncomfortable, Oliver whispers intensely "Isn't this place awesome? Damn right we're gonna be heroes!" Oli and Arthur exchange geeky fist-bumps, facing forward. Oli shifts around in his suit, and the two of them giggle at the funny creaking noise it makes.

[NineOfSpades]

OOC: Just a note. Blondie is Ashlee your room mate. You guys already met, since yesterday was moving day. Also, you never gave her a surname. Would you like me to make one up?
Ashlee smiles broaden. she waves a hand to the two girls sitting on the other side of her. "Shobna, Karen, this is my room mate." She suddenly wrapped her arms around you. "We're already such besties, it's amazing how much we just click."

Shobna, the small mousy girl from earlier who had talked about the uniform, chuckles after a moment at the show of enthusiasm. Her nervousness from earlier is still apparent, but she seems to be a bit more comfortable now she isn't the centre of attention.

"Ashlee please. There's no need to suffocate the poor girl." Karen remarks, before smirking. "At least not until combat rankings start." Lara, you can see beyond the playfulness in her voice-there is the competitive edge to her tone that you recognize in yourself.

Ashlee lets you go, completely unabashed from her display of physical affection. "Sorry, I just got caught up in the moment. Oh, I wish I could tweet about this." She looked at her cellphone. "Stupid thing dying on me."

"Yes real shame." Karen looks behind her as two boys sit behind them. Two tall black students, one of whom had just been gushing about Sweet Home Alabama. She glances a bit quickly before turning around.



"Pleeeze schtop" Lara mumbled, her face squished against her roommates cheek. She was not expecting the embrace she'd been forced to accept, nor was it something she especially wanted. Ashlee was already proving to be an annoyance. You know the old saying, don't judge a book by its cover? If Ashlee were such a book, each new page would just be a copy of the cover. Repeated again and again. And Here was Lara, desperatly flipping through pages and hoping to find something. Nay, Anything to dispel the initial assumptions. Even if it was just a footnote at the bottom of a page.

The other two girls, Shobna and Karen, seemed nice enough. Shobna looked to be the quiet sort, and there was nothing wrong with that. Not everyone embraces the spotlight (Or gets embraced by those who embrace the spotlight). Karen wasn't bad either, even with that cocky grin.

Lara smirked right back at her. The girl seemed confident, which was nice. Honestly, Lara had been a bit worried that she'd breeze through the trial without to much trouble, so it was good to see there was somebody else that might be able to put up a good match. Some people might think its better to go up against a weaker opponent, so you get a quick win. Lara was of a different mind. If you really wanted to show your skills, you needed someone strong enough to go toe to toe with. "Speaking of combat trials, do we just pair off and start beating eachother, or is somebody going to signal when to start?". While on the surface, it was just a question, the subtext was clear You Think You Can Go A Few Rounds With Me? Bring it.


I'd like to Compel Lara's Hotshot Freshmen aspect against herself. She's deliberatly taking the challenge of another student who might very well be stronger than Lara is, rather than back down from a potential rival.

[ImNotTrevor]

Issac turned to see the threat was no more than just another student. Well that wasn't quite right. This student seemed a bit older than the other freshmen, despite wearing the same Black uniform. You would guess (and by guess, getting bits and pieces of all the biological readings RPM is giving you) maybe mid 20s.

"May I sit here?" His english is good, but he has a slight Chinese accent. He sits next to you, taking out a spiral note book which appears both too small for him, and has seen a lot of wear and tear. "My name is Ben Ng." He holds his hand out to shake yours.


Isaac calmed down when he saw it was just another student.
"Hi." Isaac took the offered hand and shook it amicably. "Isaac Chapel," he added, indicating himself even though it was fairly obvious who he was referring to.

"So....any idea what we do now?" RPM was still pointing out small potential conflicts flickering up around him. It didn't usually do this....or did it? This might actually be normal for it.

Isaac hoped the confusion and mild distress didn't show on his face.

[CoreBrute23]

"Well i think Michael has a very valid point its a great way to showcase our skills. I was wondering how i would do the same,you see im not to shabby at hand to hand myself.if you two are in fact going to do this can i join in?Even if Herb here doesn't want to im down"
Michael grin widened. “Good man!” He slaps you on the back, nearly toppling you with his casual strength. Herb sighed.

“Well clearly I’m surrounded by madmen.” He finally grinned. “Alright. If,” He stresses it. “We fight against each other, either one on or or some tree way, none of us will use our powers on one another.” Michael smiled and nodded.

“This is going to be fun,” He turns to you and hesitates. “Um, sorry I don’t think we’ve be introduced properly. Sorry about that.” He stretches a hand to shake yours. “My name’s Micael Jensen* but my friends call me Matt.”

Herb also offers his hand to shake. “Herbert Kalinowski.”
You have a chance to introduce yourself and shake hands if you choose, before your interrupted by…


*Issac, I made a mistake, sorry. I thought you had named your room mate Michael for some reason, rather than Matt. This is me trying to save continuity with THE POWER OF RETCONS AND CONVENIENCE! So let’s all call him Matt ok?

Dylan takes her hand, shaking it softly. "Dylan Ringwood, a pleasure to meet you. And I could try and do something similar, but it'd only sort of work and you wouldn't actually be invisible."

He glances around the room again, before whispering, "So, super-hearing or something? It makes hearing my breathing slightly less creepy, unless you don't have super-hearing, and you've been stalking me invisibly. But then you wouldn't be asking me to turn you invisible." Dylan laughs nervously, "Am I overthinking this?"
“I think we’re both guilty of thinking too hard.” She laughs, relieved at your nervousness.

“Yeah my hearing is super, although the medical term is Enhanced Benign Hyperacusis. Usually I can ignore most sounds with focus, but when I let myself get I distracted I pick up all manner of things.”

She seems less tense from getting all this off her chest. “So what do you do-”
Before she can finish her question…

Oliver blinks at Arthur. "Not like... How do you..." then he trails off and smiles. "How did you know? Are you a Telepath, or just a super spy?"
Arthur shakes his head. “N-no. I’m not an advanced mind. But I know what it’s like to be…”He hesitates trying to pick the right word. His hand slips on his round stomach. He catches himself, and puts his hand behind his back. You think he’s swallowing his gut in a bit.
“I’ve been where you are.” He says quickly

After a momentary pause, where Arthur looks briefly uncomfortable, Oliver whispers intensely "Isn't this place awesome? Damn right we're gonna be heroes!" Oli and Arthur exchange geeky fist-bumps, facing forward. Oli shifts around in his suit, and the two of them giggle at the funny creaking noise it makes.
Arthur is visibly relieved, giggling with glee that is in a higher pitch than his already high pitched voice.
Your giggling however is brought to a swift conclusion when…

Isaac calmed down when he saw it was just another student.
"Hi." Isaac took the offered hand and shook it amicably. "Isaac Chapel," he added, indicating himself even though it was fairly obvious who he was referring to.

"So....any idea what we do now?" RPM was still pointing out small potential conflicts flickering up around him. It didn't usually do this....or did it? This might actually be normal for it.

Isaac hoped the confusion and mild distress didn't show on his face.
Ben shook his head. He had a pencil out ready to take notes.
“Not sure. I think we’re waiting for" Whatever he was about to say is interrupted by…

*Rayne says out loud* "Karen right?" "Im Rayne!" Nice too meet you! *while he shakes her hand*
She doesn’t seem to notice your outstretched hand. She is completely focussed on the brunette who just sat down near them.
Alex winces a bit. “Ooh, cold.”


Lara smirked right back at her. The girl seemed confident, which was nice. Honestly, Lara had been a bit worried that she'd breeze through the trial without to much trouble, so it was good to see there was somebody else that might be able to put up a good match. Some people might think its better to go up against a weaker opponent, so you get a quick win. Lara was of a different mind. If you really wanted to show your skills, you needed someone strong enough to go toe to toe with. "Speaking of combat trials, do we just pair off and start beating eachother, or is somebody going to signal when to start?". While on the surface, it was just a question, the subtext was clear You Think You Can Go A Few Rounds With Me? Bring it.
Karan start straightening her collar in anticipation. Shobna quickly interrupts,

“I think we need to wait until the Dean shows up. The rules states we can’t start fights outside of HCP classes.”

“Isn’t this an HCP class?” Ashlee enquired curiously. Shobna grimanced.

“Technically but um...” Whatever she was about to say is interrupted by…

I'd like to Compel Lara's Hotshot Freshmen aspect against herself. She's deliberatly taking the challenge of another student who might very well be stronger than Lara is, rather than back down from a potential rival.
OOC: At this point in time I'm not going to accept your compel because your current choice of action isn't resulting in anything dramatic. Right now your only egging each other in a bit, in a sort of, I'm more bad ass than you, eyebrow conversation.

If you were going to call her out in the middle of the auditorium to fight right now, then perhaps I would accept that, because that would bring negative attention.

However, given we've established that Lara views Karen as the only real potential for a challenge, you may, when combat ranking starts, be distracted when fighting a 'lesser opponent' cause you want to get to Karan, by compelling your hotshot freshmen. Or I might compel it. Or you could when actually fighting Karan (if you get to her of course) invoke it, because your so focused on fighting her.
All conversations are brought to a halt when a man steps onto the stage. He is a tall man, in his 50s or 60s, with greying hair, glasses and a friendly smile. He is dressed in an unbuttoned sports jacket, and a shirt with suspenders from his black pants.

He takes to the plinth and behind him, two others walk in. One is a tall very attractive woman with a black pixiecut, and dressed in tracksuit bottom and top. She appears to be in her 30s, but she has a body much younger women would (and probably have attempted to) kill for. She smiles cheerfully at the students.

The second is a shorter man, barely 5ft, in a long black jacket with red embroidery down the arms in the shape of dragons. It appeared to be a cross between an Indian Sherwani and a Martial Artist’s Gi. The man has unruly but short black hair, with a seriously bad case of bed head. He looks like a surly teenager or young 20 something at best.

The man at the plinth begins speaking.

“Hello Freshman class. On behalf of the Hero Certificiation Programme, I have the esteemed privaledge of welcoming you to my elite academy, West Private University.” The man has an educated British accent, and spoke with confidence. “My name is Dr Roger Wellington, but I prefer if you would address me as Dean Wellington.”
Dylan, you notice Mariah shaking slightly as she stares straight at the Dean. She appaears terrified of him.

“At this University, we will train you to grow stronger, not just in body, power and mind, but as people. The best of the best of you will graduate with full certifications, to become the exemplars of the best mankind has to offer.” His eyes become focussed and more serious.

“As Heroes you will be facing dangers each and every day, and innocent lives will be in your hand. I am not going to lie, the stress will be enormous. The challenges will seem insurmountable, and the pressure will appear unbearable.” He stares the students straight on, each of you feeling like he’s addressing you specifically. “That is why you are here. So after 4 years here, those who last will not break. They will be able to take it. And when people need them, when the world needs them most, those who leave with White capes will be ready.” He scans the audience before continuing.

“Now, some of you may be used to doing things differently. Some of you might come from small towns where you’re the only Super. Where everyone knows your name.” Oliver, you see Arthur shuffle a bit nervously at that.
“But at West Private university, all students are required to keep a secret identity.” There are some groans in the audience, Lara notices one of the groans coming from Ashlee. The Dean continues unabated. “This is an important part of the program. A Hero who cannot protect his own identity cannot be trusted to protect his team mates, and is thus a liability. A danger to all supers who might have their families threatened by disgruntled villains.” The students quieten down at this.
“To that extent, all of you will also be attending normal classes above, and when you leave the university, you will also have a normal major. You will not be allowed to show your super abilities to anyone else, nor use your powers above ground. If you need to use your powers, make sure it is underground in HCP quarters.”

OOC: So how do you all feel about this new information? Were you aware of this info, is it all new for you?
Also, what did you students declare for your secret identity major? You can of course declare undecided.

[Salaya]

*Rayne whispers too alex* "I know this isnt the time but thoughs girls seemed like they were about too fight.... maybe theres something deeper going on there" Rayne now refers too the dean *whispering to alex* "this is some intense sh*t" Rayne kind of expected some crazy stuff like the SI infractions. Rayne prepared himself mentally ready for anything sent his way.

[tyranus]

*Shakes hand* And I am Kia Roman.so how did....*inturrupted* Kia does not continue the conversation lost in his own thoughts about what the Dean had said.kai suspected he was one of the few who actually knew what was going, on noting the suprise/confusion on most of the faces around him.
That's not to say he wasn't surprised himself at some of the stuff the Dean had said just better at hiding it.

OOC:Kai is not particularly surprised about most(not all)of the info,because of of some offhand comments Anders had made last turkeyday combined with some research.Kai chooses to major In physics

[ImNotTrevor]

Isaac panicked slightly at the secret identity news. He had just introduced himself two seconds ago. He might have unknowingly screwed himself over.

Too late now, he figured.

Isaac almost laughed about the power restrictions. He couldn't exactly turn his off....or at least, he was pretty sure he couldn't?

All of this was already getting overwhelming.



Isaac's major would probably be Teaching.

[NineOfSpades]

Lara listened, noting the rules as they were lifted. The secret identity thing was a new one, but the rest was pretty much what she expected. She wasn't sure why Felix wouldn't have mentioned it to her when talking about the school. Maybe it was a fairly recent rule? Either way, Lara was fairly confident that she'd be able to keep her powers hidden from any prying eyes. As far as normal classes, Lara hadn't bothered to declare a major, and was just an exploitory student for now. She'd always planned on passing the HCP program, and never given much thought to anything kind of back up plan. Its a lot easier to give 100% to something if you don't have any real fallback plan.

[Razorstorm]

Oliver nodded silently. He had been pretty sure this would be the case. "Ghost" would be his name. He already had his stack of Physics and Chemistry books for first semester. He was pretty sure one of those would end up being his "real" major, but he couldn't quite decide which one. Either way, he was excited to be in classes that would actually be challenging for a change. And here he might actually be able to learn in peace. Arthur was right. Things would be different here. Screw Alex!

Bolstered with a momentary boost of will, Oliver looked back at his nemesis sitting next to his roommate, and saw Alex with a look of "what the hell?" on his face, presumably in response to the fact that they'd have to carry on real studies. The bigger boy suddenly caught Oliver's eye and glared at him. Oliver's bravado fled, and he quickly turned back around and sunk down in his chair.

Still, someday they'd call him Doctor Ghost, he seethed in his seat. Watch it.

[Bunny of Faith]

Dylan listened intently to the man as he spoke, nodding to himself as he heard the rules. He'd had some prior warning of them due to his 'mentor' cluing him in the last time they'd spoken, though he frowned at the mention of not being able to use his powers above ground. While hiding his power took very little effort on his part, due to the lack of signs for it's use, that just made him feel irritated - why should he be restricted in when he can use his power?

He gave a small shrug at the mention of having to attend normal classes above - he'd already planned on majoring in psychology, a subject he found to be interesting, and helpful in working out his power.

[Salaya]

olliversaw Alex with a look of "what the hell?" on his face, presumably in response to the fact that they'd have to carry on real studies. The bigger boy suddenly caught Oliver's eye and glared at him. Oliver's bravado fled, and he quickly turned back around and sunk down in his chair.

Still, someday they'd call him Doctor Ghost, he seethed in his seat. Watch it.

Rayne notices this encounter and pounders what it means. Rayne whispers too Alex "what was that about?"

[CoreBrute23]

Rayne notices this encounter and pounders what it means. Rayne whispers too Alex "what was that about?"

Alex turned to Rayne, shaking his head and looking frustrated. "That...Ugh." The Dean was continuing his speach, so he quickly whispered, "Later."

"You will be able to take special elevators like the ones in your dorm to the campus grounds for your ordinary classes. I recommend taking some time in the first week to learn which elevators take you closest to your required classes. I also remind you that if a non HCP personal sees the elevator, or you draw suspicion on yourself from not being subtle, it will look bad on your chances of continuing in the program." Dean Wellington pauses for a moment, allowing this to soak in. Then he gives a broad smile.

"While attending the HCP, you will be taking lessons in ethics, in combat and tactical skills. Ethics should be listed on your time tables as Morality in Ethics, and your combat classes will take place where it says Physical Studies." those of you who have brought your time tables or have them on your phone, realize there are two Physical studies every day, once at the beginning of the day, and one at the end. Each of which are 90 minutes long. Morality in Ethics is also every day, an hour session, around noon.

"Now that I've gotten the nitty gritty out of the way," The dean rubs his hands with anticipation. "Let’s talk about today’s itinerary. Specifically, the event that’s causing many of you to almost explode in your seats from anticipation.” He hesitates. “Metaphorically of course.” His eyes seem to be scanning the cloud on the off chance it proved more than literal.

Lara, you can see Karan still, but not the still of someone scared, but the stillness of a tigress, waiting to pounce. Restrained, controlled, potential fury. Her smile is small, almost too small to contain her excitement.

Kai, you see Matt pumping his fist into his hand. Herb smiles and wipes his glasses with a handkerchief.

“The combat rankings are how we determine who the most combat capable students are at the start of the year. This will set the tone for the rest of the school year, and affect what sort of specific training you might undergo. There will be an additional combat ranking test at the end of the year, to see how far you’ve improved.

“To explain the rankings further, I now give the floor to Professor Hamilton and Professor Ellis.” He steps aside, as the man and woman behind him steps forward. The woman, takes the plinth.

“Hello class.” She flashes a million dollar smile. “I am Professor Liane Hamilton. I will be responsible for training your minds, teaching you how to learn to use your abilities in new ways.” She glances at Professor Ellis, motioning with her hand towards the plinth. He ignores the plinth and walks forward towards the students, and speaks clearly.

“My name is Nathan Ellis, but over the course of the year you shall call me, “Devil”, “Monster” and on a good day, ‘Sweet Jesus No.’” There issilence from the students. “Not out of choice of course. Simply because you will be unable to call me much else, as I break you to your very core over the next year.” Some of the students lean back from his…menacing tone. He either did not notice or did not care.

“Then when you have shattered to pieces, I will forge what is left into something strong. Something worthy of the white cape. Only then will you be allowed you the privaledge of dying a hero.” Professor Hamilton looked concerned at Professor Ellis. The Dean was still smiling like your favourite uncle.

“Professor Ellis?” She said softly. He turned back to look at her, and frowned.

“Fine.” He turned back to the students. “I will be your combat and physical education teacher this year.” He said in a monotone, yet somehow sarcastic tone. “I hope to bring the best out of all of you.” He looked dissatisfied by what he was saying. Hamilton pushed him to the side.

“Anyway,” She began. “Combat rankings will be moderated by the two of us.
“Combat rankings will be randomized one on one combats. It will be single elimination, with those who win progressing to the next round.

“You will not, however, be solely marked on victory but also how you fight. Your your capability with your super power, your cunning, and ypour personal combat proficiency.” She nodded to the right side, where a red line with a black outline was now glowing.

“Please will all female students follow me to the female combat rankings on my right.” A blue line outlined with black appeared on her left. “And all male students follow Professor Ellis to the male combat rankings on my left.”

She headed to the left, waiting for the girls at the red line. Ellis stands there glumly at Blue line.

[NineOfSpades]

“My name is Nathan Ellis, but over the course of the year you shall call me, “Devil”, “Monster” and on a good day, ‘Sweet Jesus No.’” There is silence from the students. “Not out of choice of course. Simply because you will be unable to call me much else, as I break you to your very core over the next year.” Some of the students lean back from his…menacing tone. He either did not notice or did not care.

Lara didn't want to, but she couldn't help herself. This five foot nothing guy with the black leather jacket and dragon emblems was just to much. Oh, she knew full well who she was. She'd heard the horror stories about Prof. Ellis. She'd seen the bruises, and the thousand yard stare of a shell-shocked soldier that arose whenever his classes were discussed. In her mind, Lara had imaged Ellis as this black eyed drill sergeant, the kind of guy who was half again as tall and as broad as most men. So seeing this little guy step forward, dressed like he was trying as hard as possible to say 'I'm a badass', and acting like he was the most fearsome thing alive, it was to much.

When everyone else fell silent, Lara couldn't help but let out a snicker. Without the normal chatter and shuffling to mask the noise, her momentary burst of laughter seemed to flood the entire stadium. For a moment, Lara felt all eyes turn to her. Which wouldn't have been so bad, had it not been for the fact that one of those pairs of eyes happened to belong to Prof. Ellis. And his eyes were not full of sunshine or rainbows.

When the signal came to clear out, Lara rushed as fast as she could along the red line, hoping to get away from Prof. Ellis before he could single her out, even though part of her recognized it was already to late for that.



Lets try this one again. I'd like to once again compel Lara's "Hotshot freshmen" Aspect. There's no way she'd be able to take Ellis's speech seriously. A little guy in a rediculous dragon-print jacket is going to make Lara Cry for mercy? She'd definatly laugh at that, and in doing so, instantly earn the animosity of Prof. Ellis. Not sure if that counts right this second, unless he does something to make her combat trial more difficult. But even if not, I imagine he's going to be extra-tough on her in combat training from now on.

[Salaya]

Rayne quickly takes his contact lenses off letting his glowing blue irises free. Rayne puts up a mental block ignoring everything. He gets up and walks too the blue line. Rayne thinks too himself time to get this show on the road.

[Razorstorm]

Oliver looked around frantically, looking for an escape. "They're throwing us into combat rankings today?!?" he whispered harshly to Arthur. "Oh sh*t oh sh*t oh sh*t!" He say firmly in his seat, not heading down towards the dreaded blue line. "Don't we need, like, training or something?"

[ImNotTrevor]

Isaac watched carefully. Combat rankings already? Sh*t.

He stayed passive and waited for a moment. If he looked to eager, he was a hotshot and a target for the resident badasses. If he was at the end, he was admitting weakness and was becoming a target for Pokes.

Isaac did his best to calmly, quietly, and seamlessly integrate himself into the group waiting behind the blue line.

RPM, on the other hand, was going almost nuts. The increase of tension and verbal mention of combat had RPM on high alert.
It began to analyze every motion of every person he was looking at. Did they hold their hands threateningly? Were they making extended eye contact with Isaac?

He did his best to make the readings calm down, but to no avail. It was seriously distracting.

What was his Jeesh doing right now?

He thought of them. Thought of Sweetpea. He missed her the most, probably. She held him together when things got crazy...

But she wasn't here. He had to handle it on his own. He would figure it out...probably.

[tyranus]

every day, once at the beginning of the day, and one at the end. Each of which are 90 minutes long
That kai thought,was going to be a bitch.he'd seen it on the timetable but still couldn't get over the fact.he was reasonably fit by his own standards and had even prepared himself months ahead ,But a 90 minute workout?Who the f*ck worked out for 90 minutes straight much less doing it twice a day?

Kai, you see Matt pumping his fist into his hand. Herb smiles and wipes his glasses with a handkerchief.They're a little too excited. kai thought to himself


“You will not, however, be solely marked on victory but also how you fight. Your capability with your super power, your cunning, and your personal combat proficiency.”And it turns out you were right matt,go figure.kai wondered were he would end up in the ranks. on one hand his ability allowed almost precog level agility but he was still limited by his "mortal" body.And his ability was only truly spectacular with a weapon.

“Please will all female students follow me to the female combat rankings on my right.” A blue line outlined with black appeared on her left. “And all male students follow Professor Ellis to the male combat rankings on my left.”
She headed to the left, waiting for the girls at the red line. Ellis stands there glumly at Blue line.
kai quickly made his way towards the blue line.Acutely aware of the fact that he had to be prepared to fight any one of the guys currently lining up.

[Bunny of Faith]

Dylan groaned at the mention of combat classes, and then for a second time when combat rankings were brought up. Even being told in advance, it still didn't make him feel particularly confident for his chances at any sort of victory. While his power did have some uses in a fight, he considered it much more useful in outright preventing them, which wouldn't be possible if he was just thrown into a fight with another student.

He rose to his feet slowly, turning to Mariah and giving her a thumbs up. "We're not competing against each other, so good luck I guess. I'm just aiming to not be in the bottom few students." After any sort of response, Dylan wandered off to join the growing line of male students in the blue line.

[CoreBrute23]

He rose to his feet slowly, turning to Mariah and giving her a thumbs up. "We're not competing against each other, so good luck I guess. I'm just aiming to not be in the bottom few students." After any sort of response, Dylan wandered off to join the growing line of male students in the blue line.
Mariah is still frozen in fear, 'looking' straight at the dean. Your comment pulled her out of stupor, and she nods quickly.

"Yeah. Good luck." She moves quickly to head to the red line, keeping her head down.


Oliver looked around frantically, looking for an escape. "They're throwing us into combat rankings today?!?" he whispered harshly to Arthur. "Oh sh*t oh sh*t oh sh*t!" He say firmly in his seat, not heading down towards the dreaded blue line. "Don't we need, like, training or something?"

Arthur looks as nervous as you do.

"I-I-I'm not sure." He gulps a bit, looking at some of the other students. Some are very fit or muscular, so not even including their powers they look dangeorus. "It-it-it's like bring thrown into the deep end of-of-of a shark tank." Suddenly he's interrupted by the sound of laughter.


Lara didn't want to, but she couldn't help herself. This five foot nothing guy with the black leather jacket and dragon emblems was just to much. Oh, she knew full well who she was. She'd heard the horror stories about Prof. Ellis. She'd seen the bruises, and the thousand yard stare of a shell-shocked soldier that arose whenever his classes were discussed. In her mind, Lara had imaged Ellis as this black eyed drill sergeant, the kind of guy who was half again as tall and as broad as most men. So seeing this little guy step forward, dressed like he was trying as hard as possible to say 'I'm a badass', and acting like he was the most fearsome thing alive, it was to much.

When everyone else fell silent, Lara couldn't help but let out a snicker. Without the normal chatter and shuffling to mask the noise, her momentary burst of laughter seemed to flood the entire stadium. For a moment, Lara felt all eyes turn to her. Which wouldn't have been so bad, had it not been for the fact that one of those pairs of eyes happened to belong to Prof. Ellis. And his eyes were not full of sunshine or rainbows.

When the signal came to clear out, Lara rushed as fast as she could along the red line, hoping to get away from Prof. Ellis before he could single her out, even though part of her recognized it was already to late for that.

Compel accepted. Take a fatepoint, raising your total to 4. And thank you. :smallamused:

The entire auditorium stops to turn to look at you. Your room mate Ashlee looks shocked at this scandalous display. Shobna smoothly steps a couple of steps from you. Karen raises an eyebrow.

And Professor Nathan Ellis zeroes in on you. You his eyes narrow, anger flushing his face red. He opens his mouth, as if about to scream.

"Nathan." Professor Hamilton interrupts. "That is Lara Mires."

And suddenly the fury is gone from Ellis' expression. Slow realization quickly evolves to a long smile.

"Oh thank god. I was worried here I was dealing with a student who might actually make it." He looks you straight in the eyes. "I remember your brother. It took him 4 years before he realized he wasn't good enough and snapped.

"Your not gonna last nearly as long." There is a deafening amount of silence. Suddenly he pointed towards Arthur and Oliver.

"You two, enough with the knitting circle. Get in the line now!" Arthur stands up quickly, moving much more quickly than his round figure would lead you to believe he was capable of.

Before Lara has a chance to respond, the boys are through a blue passageway. Lara you feel a nudge on your shoulder. It's your room mate Ashlee.

"Are you OK?" You notice Karen already walking down the red line passageway. Shobna nervously follows Karen, but looks back at you with concern as she walks.

[Razorstorm]

Oliver got up and nervously followed Arthur down to the group. He buried himself in the middle of the group, hoping to just blend in. He wiped his sweaty palms on his legs, and took his glasses off to clean them, even though they were just fine, a nervous habit of his. He put them back on and looked around the group of young men. Which one of them would be trying to pound his face in?

[tyranus]

Kai noted the information the professor was giving away,fileing it away in his phone for future use.all the while under his facade of indifference, Kia was awash in anger,pity and numerous other emotions.useing his power everything slowed to were even he Could see nothing moveing and then he waited.After he deemed his emotions were at an acceptable level he let his time resume all of this had past in less than a blink the only indicator a flash of black in his normally brown eyes.

[NineOfSpades]

"Oh thank god. I was worried here I was dealing with a student who might actually make it." He looks you straight in the eyes. "I remember your brother. It took him 4 years before he realized he wasn't good enough and snapped.

Embarrassment was easy. Whether it be tripping down a flight of stairs, spilling a soda all over yourself, or even laughing at just the wrong moment, embarrassment was something that Lara knew how to handle. She'd expected some explosive outburst from Prof. Ellis. But what she got was a lot worse. Normally, it took a lot to get under her skin, but the Phys Ed teacher seemed to know just what to say to dig the knife in. The air around Lara underwent a momentary spike in temperature, like someone had just opened an oven, a her embarrassment turned to anger. But it only lasted a split second before she shook it off. Getting into a shouting match with Ellis would just prove that he was right, that Lara wasn't cut out for the life of a hero.


"Your not gonna last nearly as long." There is a deafening amount of silence. Suddenly he pointed towards Arthur and Oliver.

"You two, enough with the knitting circle. Get in the line now!"

As Prof Ellis turned his attention away, Lara muttered to herself, under her breath "Yeah, I'll remember that come graduation"

Before Lara has a chance to respond, the boys are through a blue passageway. Lara you feel a nudge on your shoulder. It's your room mate Ashlee.


"Are you OK?" You notice Karen already walking down the red line passageway. Shobna nervously follows Karen, but looks back at you with concern as she walks.

Lara looked up, before giving a smile that hid her own mental hangups "Yeah, totally. That guys just some blowhard creep. Don't worry about it" . Suprisingly enough, Lara was actually suprised at this side of Ashlee. Maybe it was just because her roommate didn't have a cell phone on hand to distract her, but it seemed like little miss pink was actually capable of some genuine human emotion after all. That alone was enough to brighten Lara's mood, and help her get her head in the game for the imminent combat trials.

[CoreBrute23]

Boys Combat Rankings
The boys are led by Professor Ellis through a Tron blue passage. Those near the front notice that as Ellis gets closer to the end, he’s slowly smiling more.

At the end of the passage, they come to a large open area, resembling the VIP box at a sports game. There are several Flat screen TVs attached to the ceiling. There are some sofas dotted around the room, with some bottles of water and Lucozades near them.

Most striking however, are the 8 large doors up against a wall. Each Door is about 4 Metres tall and look like they should be guarding a bank vault. Each door has a number from 1 to 8 on it.
https://0.s3.envato.com/files/1758836/preview/vDoor_01.jpg
Professor Ellis turns to face all the male students.

“Before we start I am obligated to tell you students that the use of lethal amounts of force is prohibited for combat rankings.

“Anyone attempting to use comparatively lethal amounts of force on someone who is unable to survive it, will be disqualified, removed from the program from this year, and if investigations find this was intentional, may be banned from ever attempting the Hero Certification Program again.” Then he shrugged. “I thought this was incredibly obvious, but there have been incidents in the past where students apparently confused Hero training with serial killer academy*.” No one laughed at his joke aside, and he didn’t seem too put out about it.

Professor Ellis reaches into his jacket and pulls out a sophisticated tablet computer. He swipes the tablet. Suddenly all 8 doors start whirring, before swinging open.

Ellis then begins reading from the tablet.

“Arthur Northrund and Oliver Wilhelmsen, head to Door 1 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?368262-West-Private-combat-Rankings-Door-1).” Arthur looks surprised, and turns to Oliver, nodding nervously.

“Alex Schrader and Rayne Floyde, head to Door 2 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?368265-West-Private-combat-Rankings-Door-2).” Alex turns to Rayne and smiles, thumping you on the back.

“Dude let’s rock.” He moved to the door excited.

“Issac Chapel, Noah Stuart, head to door 3 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?368260-West-Private-combat-Rankings-Door-3).” A small quiet voice interrupted.

“Excuse me sir,” Turning to look, a small white kid, who did not look old enough to be in university, was nervously raising his hand. Ellis looked at him frowning, but didn’t say anything.

“Um, I don’t think my costume is suitable. Couldn’t I fight in my own clothes -“

“All students are required to wear HCP Uniform while fighting in the combat rankings. We are well aware of your personal capabilities Mr Stuart and we are confident the uniform can withstand them.” Noah doesn’t look as confident, but nods and heads to the door.

“Kai Roman, Louis Sopher, head to door 4 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?368266-West-Private-combat-Rankings-Door-4).” A tall boy with short black hair smiles at Kai, while his hand is held non-challantly in his pocket. He heads to the door, and when you come near him he says,

“May the better man win.” He offers to shake with his left hand, keeping his right firmly in his pocket.

“Dylan Ringwood, Felix Stammos, door 5. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?368268-West-Private-combat-Rankings-Door-5)” The student who walks up to door five is fairly short, a few inches taller than Professor Ellis. His hair is a bit long, and he’s got a fair amount of stubble. He did not shave today, and judging from his eyes, he didn’t sleep either.

“Let’s get this over with.” He mutters.

Other names are announced as well, but your competitors have already walked through the door. Combat Rankings are about to begin.

Girls combat Rankings
Lara you and the other girls follow Professor Hamilton through the Red Passage. The Professor is far more sombre than she was before. Ashlee squeezes your shoulder as you arrive in the large cavern.

It is almost exactly the same as the boy’s side of the cavern except for the doors, which instead of numbers have the letters A to H. The Professor turns to the students.

“I just wish to remind the students that while we do wish to see what you are capable of, both in skill and power ability, the use of lethal force at this point in time will warrant immediate expulsion from the program. It may even result in future prohibition from entering the HCP ever again.” The students are all quiet as they take in this bit of information.
The doors swing open. Hamilton begins announcing names, without glancing at any tablet.

“Karen Sennett, Moira Parker, head to Door A.” A smirking girl with green highlights in her hair smirks as she heads to the door. Karen just steps forward emotionless, completely focussed.

“Ashlee Hamilton,” Ashlee turns to you and smirks.

“See you on the other side.” Then is stunned at the next words.

“Lara Mires. Please head to Door B (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?368272-West-Private-combat-Rankings-Door-B&p=17989470#post17989470).” Ashlee seems to be fumbling over her words.

“Um, I-uh, guess, good luck? Sort of, I mean, I want to win, but I don’t want you to lose too badly, not that I think your terrible but um-”

OOC: Feel free to post any last comments in this room here. I will be posting new IC threads for each of the combat rankings. Those will be arriving soon.

*Also if any readers decide to run a Serial Killer Academy game, I expect an invite. :smallbiggrin:

[tyranus]

May the better man win? I agree Kai chuckled.Offering a fist and ignoring the proffered hand.

[Salaya]

"Good luck"

[Razorstorm]

Oliver looks at Arthur with anxiety. Awkwardly, he sticks his hand out, "Umm, good luck, I guess? Listen, if you hit me, we can still be friends. Do what you need to do." With that, he walks in through the door, his heart in his throat.

[NineOfSpades]

Lara wasn't expecting to have to fight her roommate, that was for sure. Ashlee seemed to be a bit hung up on it as well. With that in mind, Lara raised a hand "Don't worry about it. We should both just do our best, and not hold any grudges afterwords". Lara still wasn't certain if there would be a starting signal or not, so she didn't want to just start blasting away with miniature eruptions. Come to think of it, she didn't want to go blasting away even if she'd gotten the all clear. Lara had no clue what Ashlee's power was, and not everybody who got accepted into the school had abilities that would benefit them in a fight. Not to mention she'd get expelled if she threw lethal force at her roommate, even if it wasn't intentional. Lara considered whether she should just ask what Ashlee's power was, but she figured she'd probably be docked a few points for that. In a real fight, you can't just stop and chat with your enemy to see if they've got any tricks up their sleeve, nor could you expect them to freely share their strengths and weaknesses.

Lara would have to go easy to start, test the waters so to speak and get a feel for Ashlee's ability level. Course, she also hoped that Ashlee would reach the same conclusion. It wouldn't be fun to go easy on the girl, only to be met by an opponent who was rushing out of the starting gate, guns blazing.

[ImNotTrevor]

Isaac approached his door, his mind abuzz. This kid was timid but powerful. He could, perhaps, use that against him.

Isaac had always had a brain for fighting and strategy. The whole Jeesh looked to him for guidance. He was a natural schemer. He wasn't bright in the most traditional ways, about math and reading, but he was good at figuring out how to survive. How to turn a disadvantage into an advantage.

So, with his few moments of standing near his soon-to-be opponent, he decided to see what he could do before the fight even started.

He looked at the kid. "I'm gonna forfeit. But we'll give em a show, okay?" He smiled. "My power is no good for combat. I've got no shot at victory here. I want to do something more...tactical. So call this a warmup for you. I won't pull any real punches, you don't have to either. We both benefit. Sounds good?" He put his hand out to shake Noah's hand.


Isaac is going to Stealthily create an Advantage by deceiving the kid into thinking he's going to throw the fight in Noah's favor.
Rolling now...
+1, and his Sneaky approach is +3 for a total of +4.

[CoreBrute23]

Rayne, when you reach the lounge, you see two guys sitting on the couch, drinking the lucozade and chatting.

"And then the guy tried to put me in a maze of mirrors, trying to trick me. But I just burst through the mirros straight, and took him down." A muscluar teenager noted. His friend straightened his glasses.

"Guess winning was worth the seven years bad luck."

"Yeah-wait what bad luck?" The two students turn to look at you and smile.

"You won your match too?" The linebacker one shakes your hand. "Name's Matt. This is Herb." The one with glasses (Herb) nods at you. "We were just talking about our victories. How'd yours go.

[Salaya]

Rayne responds "I did some jujitsu moves and took him by surprise nothing special" "my names Rayne" shakes his hand
OOC- core tell us when you go too sleep lol

[Razorstorm]

Oliver silently shuffles into the lounge as the other boys are chatting and takes a seat over in the corner, keeping to himself. He's so quiet and unassuming that it's unlikely anyone notices him at first, it's almost like he's not even there. It is however, highly likely that at some point someone will look over and have one of those, "Whoa! How long have you been there?" moments.

[Salaya]

Oliver silently shuffles into the lounge as the other boys are chatting and takes a seat over in the corner, keeping to himself. He's so quiet and unassuming that it's unlikely anyone notices him at first, it's almost like he's not even there. It is however, highly likely that at some point someone will look over and have one of those, "Whoa! How long have you been there?" moments.

Despite Olivers being quiet Rayne noticed him and decided to quietly congradulate him. By saluting him!

[Razorstorm]

Oliver is surprised when Rayne catches his eye, and salutes him. He looks side to side, genuinely checking if there's anyone else he could possibly be referring to. When he realises that there's no one else it could be, he looks back to Rayne, and smiles shyly and nods.

[CoreBrute23]

Rayne responds "I did some jujitsu moves and took him by surprise nothing special" "my names Rayne" shakes his hand
OOC- core tell us when you go too sleep lol

Matt shakes it smiling. "A fellow Jiu-jitsuka huh? Fantastic to meet someone else who uses a 'practical' fighting style." He glances at Herb who frowns.

"Hey, Tai-Chi can be extremely deadly." Matt rolls his eyes.

"So can gardening." but grins. Herb smirks back, giving him the finger. Herb then turns to you.

"Nice, so what did the other guy have? Super strength, Telepathy, Lemur summoning?"


Oliver silently shuffles into the lounge as the other boys are chatting and takes a seat over in the corner, keeping to himself. He's so quiet and unassuming that it's unlikely anyone notices him at first, it's almost like he's not even there. It is however, highly likely that at some point someone will look over and have one of those, "Whoa! How long have you been there?" moments.

So your being ignored for the most part. How do you feel about being ignored? Does it bother you? Are you used to it? Or are you not thinking about that right now, remembering Arthur? Or are you checking out the matches on the tv? Are you watching any of the PCs in particular? (Rayne this question applies to you too if you like).


Despite Olivers being quiet Rayne noticed him and decided to quietly congradulate him. By saluting him!

Herb turns around at your salute and is taken aback.

"Whoa. Ninja alert or what man?" He smiles appologetically. "Sorry for not seeing you there man."

"Yeah sorry. Name's Matt. This is Herb and Rayne. Guess we're part of the winner's circle, am I right?"

[Bunny of Faith]

Dylan walks out of the combat room with an expression of relief more than anything else. After taking a couple of steps out, he turns back to Felix, "Yeah, I don't really do the straight-up fighting thing. Or, not with people who have anything over human strength. Who's Fix?"

[CoreBrute23]

"Fix." He slaps his own chest.

You see a group of students sitting on the couches, chatting and watching the different matches. Are you gonna join them? Are you gonna watch any specific matches the PCs are in? You can see some of the women matches (including Lara's).

[Salaya]

Rayne grows deathly quiet. Watching a monitor labeled combat room 4. He sees Kai launch a shoe at blinding speed. Rayne intently watches for the remainder until......

[Bunny of Faith]

"Fix." He slaps his own chest.
"I guess that makes sense." He nods, giving a small wave before turning to walk away.


You see a group of students sitting on the couches, chatting and watching the different matches. Are you gonna join them? Are you gonna watch any specific matches the PCs are in? You can see some of the women matches (including Lara's).

Can I go watch Mariah's match first?

[Razorstorm]

So your being ignored for the most part. How do you feel about being ignored? Does it bother you? Are you used to it? Or are you not thinking about that right now, remembering Arthur? Or are you checking out the matches on the tv? Are you watching any of the PCs in particular?

Oliver is relieved to have some peaceful moments to himself as his ears are still ringing with adrenaline. He quietly watches the other matches on the TV, observing, analysing, cataloging. He's curious if there's anyone else showing signs of Telekinesis like him.



"Whoa. Ninja alert or what man?" He smiles appologetically. "Sorry for not seeing you there man."

"Yeah sorry. Name's Matt. This is Herb and Rayne. Guess we're part of the winner's circle, am I right?"

Oliver looks away from the TV screen. "Yeah, I... I guess. That wasn't the first time I've been in a fight, but it's the first time I've ever won without..." he peeters off into silence, not finishing the thought. Changing the subject, "How are the girls doing?"

[Salaya]

OOC: note Raynes eyes are now glowing freely switching in between red and blue. (Red when he's ready too laser someone)

[CoreBrute23]

Rayne grows deathly quiet. Watching a monitor labeled combat room 4. He sees Kai launch a shoe at blinding speed. Rayne intently watches for the remainder until......


"I guess that makes sense." He nods, giving a small wave before turning to walk away.
Fix nods at you, walking to a chair and double fisting a pair of water bottles.


Can I go watch Mariah's match first?
Looking at the tv monitors, you see Mariah's match is being shown. She's up against a red armored opponent with a pony tail flowing behind her helmet. Mariah is holding her stick casually.

The opponent raises her arms and suddenly both her fists shoot at Mariah, fire coming out of them like rockets. As the rockets advance on Mariah she seems unconcerned when-


Oliver is relieved to have some peaceful moments to himself as his ears are still ringing with adrenaline. He quietly watches the other matches on the TV, observing, analysing, cataloging. He's curious if there's anyone else showing signs of Telekinesis like him.
-the fight changes to a different girl's match. Karen is holding her arm in front of her face, while her opponent is breathing a green gas over her. It seems to be causing the ground around Karen to melt, but Karen is only frowning.

Oliver, your not certain, but you think the gas is being pushed around her. It might be a forcefield, or focussed telekinesis.

Suddenly, the tv flickers back.

Mariah is standing over her armored opponent, her foot on her opponent's neck. She twirls her stick like a baton, smiling smug.


Oliver looks away from the TV screen. "Yeah, I... I guess. That wasn't the first time I've been in a fight, but it's the first time I've ever won without..." he peeters off into silence, not finishing the thought. Changing the subject, "How are the girls doing?"

Matt smirks. "I was gonna say Shauna was going to take it home, but that blind girl just wiped the floor with her."

"Personally I feel you're underestimating the potential of the Mires girl. See I have a theory-" Herb is interrupted by the Ellis's announcement.

"Oliver Wilhelmsen, Ben Ng, please head to door 1. Rayne Floyde, Herbert Kalinowski head to door 2. Felix Stammos, Randal Marsh head to door 6." Herb turns and tips his glasses at Rayne.

"I believe this will be quite a fun challenge." he says smiling.

Oliver, you can't see anyone heading to door 1. Maybe he's already inside?

Dylan, you feel a hand pat on your back hard. "Don't feel bad Dilly." Felix-sorry Fix, noted from behind you. "You lost to number 1. That mean you like, number 2." He looks to his door, ready to head in.

You also note another student, presumably Randal, move to door 6 as well. And you realize that Fix has a point. It won't look too bad on you if the one who knocked you out came out on top. Maybe you could ensure it? A few helpful nudges here or there?

Oh did you think you were safe cause combat is over? Oh no no. I'm offering a compel on your trouble, "But just making them agree is so much easier...". You decide to interfere with Felix's matches somehow, before matches start. Either improving his urges, make him more motivated. Or making his opponents feel worse. Or however you want to do it. This fate point will apply for each match Dylon is in-you won't get a new one for each match.

You interested?

[Razorstorm]

Oliver looks around the room quizzically, "Who's Ben?" Not finding anyone, she starts shuffling toward the door, "Well, here goes. I guess. I suppose this is what being a hero is about huh?"

In he goes.

[Salaya]

Rayne gets up and says "shall we" and walks towards his room!

[Bunny of Faith]

Fix nods at you, walking to a chair and double fisting a pair of water bottles.

Looking at the tv monitors, you see Mariah's match is being shown. She's up against a red armored opponent with a pony tail flowing behind her helmet. Mariah is holding her stick casually.

The opponent raises her arms and suddenly both her fists shoot at Mariah, fire coming out of them like rockets. As the rockets advance on Mariah she seems unconcerned when-

Suddenly, the tv flickers back.

Mariah is standing over her armored opponent, her foot on her opponent's neck. She twirls her stick like a baton, smiling smug.
Dylan looks amused at this display, making a mental note to try and catch the rest of the fight at some point, before saying aloud, "Well, damn. I guess she must be a pretty good fighter."


Dylan, you feel a hand pat on your back hard. "Don't feel bad Dilly." Felix-sorry Fix, noted from behind you. "You lost to number 1. That mean you like, number 2." He looks to his door, ready to head in.

You also note another student, presumably Randal, move to door 6 as well. And you realize that Fix has a point. It won't look too bad on you if the one who knocked you out came out on top. Maybe you could ensure it? A few helpful nudges here or there?

Oh did you think you were safe cause combat is over? Oh no no. I'm offering a compel on your trouble, "But just making them agree is so much easier...". You decide to interfere with Dylon's matches somehow, before matches start. Either improving his urges, make him more motivated. Or making his opponents feel worse. Or however you want to do it. This fate point will apply for each match Dylon is in-you won't get a new one for each match.

You interested?

"Yeah, I guess..." He gives Felix a thumbs up, "Good luck in the rest of your fights, I'll be rooting for you. Can't be beaten by someone that does badly themselves, you know?"

I'll definitely take that. I'll go with the smarter option and give Felix a boost to his motivation and urge to fight, even though it's a compel on his trouble there's significantly more chance to get caught if he did it on a bunch of people which seems like common sense. I'll also pick up that stunt you suggested, I know what people want.
After Felix has gone inside, Dylan heads over to one of the couches and slumps down, planning to watch some of the other fights.

[CoreBrute23]

So are you using your free invoke from your stunt I know what makes you tick to compel him? You could also create an advantage for him to use in his fight. Just want to make sure I get your intention right.

[tyranus]

kai meanders through the doorway heading towards the seats

[CoreBrute23]

Kai, as you walk in, you see all the students turn to look at you. There is stunned silence. A mixture of horror and silent awe is displayed in their expressions. As you walk, one of the smaller students gets up and moves away from you.

Matt is just watching with narrowed eyes as you come sit down.

How do you feel about all this attention? The stares from others? Their fear?
You just saw Kai brutally beat, choke, and attempt to blind another student. How are you feeling about him? Especially since he's sitting so close to you.

[tyranus]

kai see's the stares,the looks of horror and meets their gazes. they'd see though. kai knew he had to go all out in his first match he didn't expect to make it far in the rankings,not with his power.just like professor Hamilton had said the rankings were an evaluation of how you fought "your capability with your superpower your cunning and combat proficiency"and he had hit all those points quite nicely.

kai leans over to dylan and asks, "so how was your match".breaking the silence that had enshrouded the room



can i create a new aspect? if so tell me what you think about this one "i do what it takes"

[Bunny of Faith]

kai leans over to dylan and asks, "so how was your match".

Dylan blinks at Kai, shrugging. "I'd like to think I put up more of a fight than your opponent, but I didn't let my opponent get anywhere close enough to try anything like you did. Still lost though, he had a physical power and I wasn't too sure he wouldn't just rip me in half.

He hesitates, before asking, "How was your opponent after that? I mean ****, man. I know we're supposed to be giving our all, but that was harsh."

[CoreBrute23]

can i create a new aspect? if so tell me what you think about this one "i do what it takes"

You may create a new aspect at this point, and your choice is very appropriate (Would you mind changing it to 'I do whatever it takes'? Just sounds better in my head). One thing though, is it's quite similar to your existing aspect, "i don't often fight, but when i do i fight dirty."
Do you want to replace "i don't often fight, but when i do i fight dirty." with "I do what it takes" or do you want to have both? Can you envision situations where they would work differently, or be compelled in different scenarios?

[tyranus]

if my next match is with someone like you faced im straight up conceding there's nothing i can do against that type of power.
as for Louis it was nothing personal with my type of power there's not much to show off and after the first test shot(the first shoe)i did what i had to.he should be fine from the looks of the healers here.kai wipes the strange colored blood on the pant leg of his suit, and puts his shoes on keeping his belt rolled up in his lap.

changed it and ill think of another

[Bunny of Faith]

"I was watching what you did to the lizard guy. I mean, sure I could try and shut you down before you got in range, but getting a shoe to the eye is going to be distracting regardless. Might want to be a bit more careful fighting anyone who's got no enhanced durability, you might leave some lasting damage. You won though, so good job I guess?" Dylan gives a slight grin, turning back to watch the other matches.

[CoreBrute23]

Matt takes a swing of the lucozade, before finally speaking.

"Still not completely sure what your power is Kai," he admits, "But I've seen what your capable of. And I won't be so easy to catch off guard." He chugs his drink.
Walking out of his door, Felix, now much less musclular and covered in mud is frowning.

“Victory, thou are quite bitter sweet.” Suddenly an announcement is heard.

"Matt Jensen, George Newcastle, head to door 8. Kai Roman, Felix Stammos head to door 4." Matt nods at you, before putting his drink aside.

"Good luck to both of us then." And heading to the door with a very tall man with bleach blonde hair.
Felix sighs.

“I just got here.” He headed to his new door, without waiting for Kai.

[tyranus]

Kai follows Felix in at a relaxed and measured pace.

[CoreBrute23]

Lara as you walk into the girls' side you notice some of the girls are looking at you expectantly. Some are giggling.

"Isn't that look a bit 90s Lara?" One red head girl says. Some of the others start laughing. You notice Shobna to the side, looking glumly at the giggling crowd, then apologetically at you. She doesn't laugh.

The door next to you opens, and Karen strides in, without a scratch on her. The laughter stops as she stares at the laughing girls. She glances at you, looking you up and down.

"That must have been a tough fight. These uniform are hard." She remarks. "It looks good." The other girls seem nervous. Apparently, Karen intimidates them.

How do you feel about the compliment? How did you feel about being teased?

[NineOfSpades]

Lara as you walk into the girls' side you notice some of the girls are looking at you expectantly. Some are giggling.

"Isn't that look a bit 90s Lara?" One red head girl says. Some of the others start laughing. You notice Shobna to the side, looking glumly at the giggling crowd, then apologetically at you. She doesn't laugh.

The door next to you opens, and Karen strides in, without a scratch on her. The laughter stops as she stares at the laughing girls. She glances at you, looking you up and down.

"That must have been a tough fight. These uniform are hard." She remarks. "It looks good." The other girls seem nervous. Apparently, Karen intimidates them.

How do you feel about the compliment? How did you feel about being teased?

Lara just smiled at the joke. Even if it was meant as a jab, it was still a funny comment. Lara was under no dilusions about the state of her clothing. If anything, she was just surprised at how well the suit had held up. Not many fabrics would have been left standing after the furnace that she'd been through.. "If you think this outfit is 90s, just be thankful I ditched all the pouches."

Lara was impressed at Karen's condition upon arriving. Not a scratch on her, which was impressive. Lara to, had emerged unscathed, though it was harder to tell due to her wardrobe malfunction. "you think?" Lara said, responding to the compliment while looking herself over "Maybe I'll keep it as a memento or something."

[Salaya]

As Rayne walks back in to the waiting room his glowing eyes dramaticly go from bright red to shining blue. Rayne goes for a water bottle and sits down in a chair; just relaxing.

[CoreBrute23]

Karen nods. "Or a potential outfit. I've seen girls in clubs dressed in less." Suddenly you hear an announcement.

"Lara Mires, Jennifer Collins, please head to Door B." The red girl who had made the comment about your uniform smiles and walks to the door.

Karen wraps her arm around your shoulder.

"I only wish good luck to the people who need it." She lets go and nods to your door.

[CoreBrute23]

Those of you on the men's side who aren't in a combat ranking, sees the coach carry the almost deflating body of Felix. Dylan, one of the kids next to you, an Asian kid with grey streaked hair shakes his head.

"Damn I feel bad for him. The guy's my room mate, his dad's gonna be really pissed about this. Told me he was gonna be a big time hero like him." The kid shrugs. "Guess he can only blame himself for his actions."

Inwardly you know that in this case, that's not entirely true. You realize you were using your powers on him, motivating him to win.

After all, as stated in the the precedent set forth in The State versus Magical Mind Master in 1967, victims of mind control are not held accountable for their actions. All crimes they commit are treated as if the mind controller had committed them. And while your ability is not exactly mind control, it's definitely borderline, especially given what you did to your parents. This could possibly be used against you, maybe even expelling you from the program.

You need to nip this in the bud somehow. Make them not suspect you, or get Felix to confess it was his actions, or something else entirely. What are you going to do?

Or Dylan. Did you think I'd forgotten about you? No. No no. Here's a fate point, compelling your trouble "But just making them agree is so much easier...". How are you going to deal with this problem? You can wait, you can leave the rankings, there are no bad ideas, just crazy ones.

[Salaya]

Rayne states 'just like that huh? I almost feel bad for the guy!"

[CoreBrute23]

The grey haired kid shrugs. "I think they said there will be an investigation or a trial. If he did it on purpose, or just couldn't control his powers. So he might be allowed to try again next year." Another kid nods.

"They might do a full mind probe. Heard they do that. Happened to a classmate of my cousin's friend over in Lander."

[Razorstorm]

Oliver looks about confusedly. "Wait... what did Felix do?"

[CoreBrute23]

"Didn't you see the match on the screen?" The grey haired kid asked. "He tried to punch a kid without durability powers hard enough the cement cracked. That's lethal amounts of force-grounds for instant disqualification. It's one thing if the opponent can take a punch and keep ticking, but Felix almost murdered that kid."

[Salaya]

"you zone out bro?" (referring to Olliver)

[Razorstorm]

"Yikes," Oliver responded to the explanation. "I was kinda out of it after that last match. A lot on my mind." He looked down, "It's our first day here. It just seems so easy to push your powers too far and really hurt someone. We don't really know what we're doing yet. That could've been me they're escorting out of here, or you Rayne. All it takes is a moment."

[Salaya]

"Your soooooo right. If you dont remember i can pretty much laser through anything. So i cant be stupid with my power" meeting ollivers eyes (while talking)

[Bunny of Faith]

Yeah, taking that compel. :smalleek:
Crap, crap, crap. Dylan, having watched all of this occur on the screens, and then seeing the unconcious body of Felix being carried out, had a decidedly worried expression on his face. He gives a small nod to the asian kid, "Yeah, if you can't keep control of yourself and your power then you're not hero material. Can't have people losing control just because they got in a tough fight."

Dylan frowns, thinking to himself for a moment. He gets up off of the sofa and starts walking towards the coach, calling after him nervously, "Is he okay? I mean, I saw what he did, but I didn't see him getting any healing after he went into the wall."

It's what I was leaning towards a bit anyway, so let's go with it. Won't bother with a roll for now, unless you want one. Max anger! Anger to the max! Let's try and wake Felix up, and maybe activate his power too. Though I have no idea how Felix's power is triggered, so let's see how lucky I get.

[CoreBrute23]

Alright then. Here are your 3 steps for the challenge, to stay in the clear:
1. Convince the Coach that you have Felix's best interests at heart.
2. Get close enough the Felix to use your power. This could be sneaky, carefully, or quickly if your sprinting.
3. Use your power to turn on the anger.

Easy right?

The coach shook his head.
"When the kid's fully pumped he's like a regenerating rhino-I had to use 4 fingers to put him down." He states, like it's some vast number. "He just needs some rest. The sleep will make the scan easier."

[Bunny of Faith]

Cool, let's do this thing! It's probably easiest if I just make rolls for everything and you disregard or regard them as necessary.
4d3-8 → [3,1,2,3,-8] = (1) +1 (Quick) = 2. Trying to catch up to the Coach and Felix, just get near to them I guess.


Dylan speeds up a bit, jogging over to catch up with the Coach. "That's good, at least." He hesitates, fidgeting with his hands before quickly saying, "Do you mind if I come along? We talked a bit when we were in the room together, it might be good if he's got a friendly face there when he wakes up."

You said there were no bad ideas, right? Just crazy ones? Alright! This shall be my roll for using my power on the coach (assuming I'm in range) to try and convince him it'd be a good idea for me to come.
4d3-8 → [2,2,2,1,-8] = (-1) +3 Stealthy = 2.
If I need to get it higher to make that a pass, I'll blow a fate point to pop "'Super' Manipulative University Student" for a reroll, which appears to be
4d3-8 → [3,3,2,2,-8] = (2) +3 = 5

and if that isn't enough I'll use ""But just making them agree is so much easier..."" to add a +2 to the roll. Otherwise, oh dear.

[CoreBrute23]

the 2 is sufficient to get close to him. However you need the 5 to succeed on convincing him.

The coach notices you jogging to catch up with him. You realize for a short man carrying a student whose actually taller than he is, he moves very quickly even when being casual.

Ellis scrutinizes you for a bit, looking you up and down before shrugging.

"Why not. It's not like you were actually able to hurt him. And you did seem quite chummy in your combat cell. Probably one of the more sociable fights I've seen in this university." He walks out the door, and you follow after.

(Kai, at this point your combat ends, so you walk in just after these two leave).

Outside the combat room, you walk down the corridor, him leading you to a new part of the underground complex.

"Listen Dylan," He starts. He hesitates a bit before continuing. "I think you know that you didn't rank very highly in the combat rankings. I want you to know that, this isn't a pass fail situation. Even if you score low on the rankings, it doesn't mean you can't become a hero.

"Not all heroes are made for combat. Yes, we will be teaching you how to fight, and if you don't drop out, you will become stronger physically. But there are heroes who are less about the knock a bad guy down, and more on how to stop him from ever being a threat." He shakes his head. "Professor Hamilton will explain it better then I could. I've always been more of a knock em down, keep em down kinda hero." He stops walking and pats you on the shoulder.

"What I'm saying is, the right attitude, and the right focus, makes far better heroes than any Apocalypse level power." He looks forward.

"Alright we are nearly at the infirmary. You can stick around till he wakes up, I's need to head back for the guy's quater finals."

Ok the final bit of your challenge awaits. Do you want to do the mind mess up before you reach the infirmary, while Ellis is still here? Or after Ellis has left, so he doesn't see you do anything, but you just released an enraged super strong meta in a room full of injured freshman Supers and medical staff?

Either way, waking him up is difficulty 3.

[tyranus]

Kai walked in noticing that almost everyone was looking at a corridor.he took the opportunity to slip in without having a staring contest.

Kai used his power to keep himself at an angle that kept him in the peripheral of the majority of the students vision.Because of this he Quickly noted Dylan's absence and raynes presence.Kai Sat down At a couch near the back of the room.

[CoreBrute23]

the 2 is sufficient to get close to him. However you need the 5 to succeed on convincing him.

The coach notices you jogging to catch up with him. You realize for a short man carrying a student whose actually taller than he is, he moves very quickly even when being casual.

Ellis scrutinizes you for a bit, looking you up and down before shrugging.

"Why not. It's not like you were actually able to hurt him. And you did seem quite chummy in your combat cell. Probably one of the more sociable fights I've seen in this university." He walks out the door, and you follow after.

(Kai, at this point your combat ends, so you walk in just after these two leave).

Outside the combat room, you walk down the corridor, him leading you to a new part of the underground complex.

"Listen Dylan," He starts. He hesitates a bit before continuing. "I think you know that you didn't rank very highly in the combat rankings. I want you to know that, this isn't a pass fail situation. Even if you score low on the rankings, it doesn't mean you can't become a hero.

"Not all heroes are made for combat. Yes, we will be teaching you how to fight, and if you don't drop out, you will become stronger physically. But there are heroes who are less about the knock a bad guy down, and more on how to stop him from ever being a threat." He shakes his head. "Professor Hamilton will explain it better then I could. I've always been more of a knock em down, keep em down kinda hero." He stops walking and pats you on the shoulder.

"What I'm saying is, the right attitude, and the right focus, makes far better heroes than any Apocalypse level power." He looks forward.

"Alright we are nearly at the infirmary. You can stick around till he wakes up, I's need to head back for the guy's quater finals."

Ok the final bit of your challenge awaits. Do you want to do the mind mess up before you reach the infirmary, while Ellis is still here? Or after Ellis has left, so he doesn't see you do anything, but you just released an enraged super strong meta in a room full of injured freshman Supers and medical staff?

Either way, waking him up is difficulty 3.

Jude walks out of the combat cell, his shirt bloody from the shoulder wound. He has a terribly satisfied smirk on.

"That sucker just couldn't handle my skills." He notes aloud. A few of the other students nod and congratulate him, but most seem put off by his bragging.

Dean Wellington walks into the room, smiling proudly at the students.

"Kai Roman, Rayne Floyde, Oliver Wilhelmsen, Jude Pleiter, please step forward." He waits for the four of your to walk in front of him.

"Congratulations on you for making it to the top 4. You had tough competition in front of you. I also wanted to note to those of you not in the top four," He glances towards the defeated male students. "This doesn't mean that you do not have it in you to become great heroes. Again, this is just the initial rankings test." Some of the students nod at him, but most seem disheartened.

"However," he continues. "The rankings are not over. Rayne Floyde, Jude Pleiter, please enter Door 2 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?368265-West-Private-combat-Rankings-Door-2)." Jude smirks at Rayne before heading to the door immediately.

[COLOR="#9966ff"]"Kai Roman, Oliver Wilhelmsen, please head to Door 1 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?368262-West-Private-combat-Rankings-Door-1)." As the two of you head to the door, you hear some cheering.

"You can do it Oliver!"

"Kick that dirty cheater out of here!" Kai, you notice Herb is back, having recovered. He didn't shout the cheer, but he's next to the guy who did, glaring daggers at you.

"Help us, Oliver Kenobi. You're our only hope!" The last one sounded familiar, and you turned to see Arthur, walking into the room, looking much better than before. He throws you a thumbs up.

"Gentlemen please!" The students stop their cheering/jeering at his command. The Dean looks disappointed, but nods at you to head to your doors.

When your ready, post in your respective door thread (not an attack-match won't start yet). When you have, I'll post the start, and who will go first in the case of Door 1.

Issac slowly come back to consciousness, feeling a bit better from before. The healers really know their stuff. You open your eyes.

http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fXTTg4IkTBc/Sq_kvG4w5WI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-xztlxTO_30/s400/port0.jpg The bed's shell is open?

Um...where is everybody? Why are you in a glass room? Who put you in this bed? Why does the narrator seem as confused as you?

[ImNotTrevor]

Isaac groaned. RPM was freaking out still. Something about a critical system error.

"I don't know if they told you guys..." he said, assumimg he was being monitored. "I wasn't born with this. These powers. It's fake. Some kind of computer in my blood. And that computer? I think it stopped working."

Isaac tried to sit up. "I just want to go back to my Jeesh...This was a fun experiment...but this isn't for me." He felt like sh*t. He wanted to go home. He wanted RPM out of his head. He'd rather live on the street than fight people every day.

"I'm not a hero. I'm a street kid. A beggar at best and pickpocket at worst. Just...let me go back to my miserable existence. .."

[Razorstorm]

Oliver gets up with sight and walks towards the door. Shocked by the outpouring of support, he looks around in surprise and smiles when he meets Arthur's eyes. He turns and heads in...

[Salaya]

Rayne gets up with a lazy look. "Man I finally got relaxed" kind of jokeingly
He then heads to his door in a relaxed pace.

[tyranus]

kai stood up and and walked to his door at a measured pace.

[CoreBrute23]

Isaac groaned. RPM was freaking out still. Something about a critical system error.

"I don't know if they told you guys..." he said, assumimg he was being monitored. "I wasn't born with this. These powers. It's fake. Some kind of computer in my blood. And that computer? I think it stopped working."

Isaac tried to sit up. "I just want to go back to my Jeesh...This was a fun experiment...but this isn't for me." He felt like sh*t. He wanted to go home. He wanted RPM out of his head. He'd rather live on the street than fight people every day.

"I'm not a hero. I'm a street kid. A beggar at best and pickpocket at worst. Just...let me go back to my miserable existence. .."

you can't see anyone around you. It seems like your 'bed' is the only one present. The door slides open, and you hear someone come in.

"Al'ight then little Bee," A strangely familiar voice remarks. "I just need to do one itsy bitsy test first." You hear rubber gloves being put on. "Just turn your head and cough."

There is a young man, a teenager you know is a year younger than you. He's wearing a doctor's coat and stethoscope, his smirk clearly visible through the long black hair over his face.

"You should have seen your face," Thomas Masters, aka Crazy Tom, joked. "I never thought you'd become such a whistler."

[ImNotTrevor]

Isaac shot a confused look at Tom. "The hell are you doing here?" He was perhaps being paranoid, but he'd rather be paranoid and wrong than nice and wrong.

"How is everyone?" He asked, trying to sound more caring than paranoid. "Are they getting enough to eat?"