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Rune Tiares [RP Thread]; Book I: Ischus
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Topic Started: Dec 26 2012, 10:09 PM (2,864 Views)
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Location Alvar Academy for Young Mages; Sefirah Date September 7th Time 13:00 hour
The day many juvenile mages across the realm had been waiting for finally arrived. The Alvar Academy had opened it's gates for all of it's students, both returning and new. Hugs and tears were exchanged as parents stood with their teens while they said their goodbyes before the students were escorted through the 70 ft crystal gates that surrounded the campus. It seemed that even some of the academy's own staff were moved by the precious moments exchanged between parents and their almost grown offspring. Students mingled amongst themselves making their introductions or those who have returned for their second and third years sharing the events of their summer.
"...It's so beautiful..." a young raven haired woman sniffled with her hands clasped together and her eyes shedding tears as her heart was moved. "It's like this every year...the beginning of the semester and graduation. I just....I just can't take it! Can you feel the love radiating around us, Veronica?" the woman asked whilst looking to her blonde companion. The blonde woman seemed less than amused by her friend's bleeding heart and merely closed her eyes and shook her head at the other's blubbering.
"I feel like this day needs to speed up. The orientation ceremony is always so draining...then next week is the festival....it's just going to be a long two weeks, Raina." the blonde woman opened her eyes once more as more students passed by her. Specifically a few males that seemed to earn a grunt of appreciation from her. "Though perhaps it won't be as bad as it's been playing out in my mind..."
"...They're students, Veronica." Raina's eyes narrowed. "Minors."
"I'm trying to figure out when the hell 16 and 17 year olds started getting built like that. Is there some new potion supplement that's been circling around on the drug scene?" Veronica pondered.
"I think it's called well balanced diet and exercise." Raina replied nonchalantly. "But I believe it is time for us to head to Galdr Hall. The Grand Master will be starting the ceremony soon."
"Very well. Let's get this day over with." Veronica nodded and walked the paved path from the gates towards the main entrance of the academy with Raina in tow. Meanwhile four shadowed figures stood upon the grand arches set before the school. Two human shaped, the other two no larger than puppies. A single ray of the sun's light partially revealed their appearance: two males; one sporting sparkling gold chest exposed armor, his left hand rested upon his hip. Next to him stood the other figure who was slightly taller, more red samurai-like attire, headband dancing in the wind while his arms were folded over his chest. At their feet were two small winged mammals. One rainbow colored with butterfly like wings and feathery moth-like antennae, the other possessed white shaggy fur with feathered wings and several horns protruding from it's head.
"Veronica Elwyn and Raina Oakley...two of Alvar's finest instructors...yet I cannot say I miss them." the gold clad warrior shook his head as his sight left the two teachers and looked down to his furred companions. "Falk...are they here?"
"They're close." the white furred creature responded and raised his muzzle to the air, taking in a strong whiff. "Very close. Though they're not the only ones here..." he growled lowly.
"I figured that." the young man responded with a small frown. "This day will prove to be a test for them then. But we still need to retrieve her. We will not stand a chance for what's ahead without her powers. Iris," he glanced down to the rainbow schemed creature to his left. "I will need you to make a trip to Earth."
"Not a problem. " Iris nodded. "I will not let you down, my lords." she spoke to both men before her fluttering wings picked her up from the arch and began to carry her into the distance, leaving a trail of sparkles in her wake.
"Way to be obvious, Iris." the gold clad male sighed scrubbing a hand over his face. "Until she gets back, we just play the waiting game. " his lips curled into a small smirk as his might went to thinking of a certain gloomy prince of darkness who would be making his appearance here under his instruction. "Soon, my friend your destiny will become clear."
"...You're thinking of another guy and smirking." Falk said rather bluntly as he looked up to the other male clad in red and white. "Are you okay with this?"
"...Shut up, Falk." the male in gold sweat dropped.
Location Portland, Maine Date September 7th Time 12 am
"SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!"
The crowd cheered through the pulsing music blaring through the speakers. The youth of Portland High School had gathered for their last party of the summer before the new school year. The drinks were poured and small glasses of tequila were passed out amongst the those in attendance. They were immediately knocked back and hands reached for more. The foam and bubbles poured from the machine onto the party hostess' pool deck leaving all in it's wake covered in suds. They didn't seem to care as they continued to dance, high on life....some high on other things.
"Like, Gretchen throws the most rad parties ever! This totally rocks!" said a black haired girl. Her name was Bianca Christensen, also known as the Party Rat as she was seen at every party thrown in by the student body and even some college kids despite not really knowing them. She was about 3 beers and 4 tequila shots into the night and showed no signs of stopping soon.
"Lucille! Like, get over the mopey attitude! Clean up your grump and have another drink! You've been nursing that Vodka and Cranberry for the last hour! Seriously!" she shouted to the blonde girl posted against the wall next to her with a red plastic cup in hand. Her hair was tied back into twin pigtails held in place by black and purple bands. Silver crescent moons dangled from the lobes of her ears and her attire for the evening consisted of a simple black halter top dress with a pink cardigan sweater and a pair of black heeled sandals.
"O-M-G. Okay, like so what if you came here with Austin and Gretchen totally kidnapped and took him to her room and they haven't been seen for the past 2 hours. Like, get over it. There are plenty of other guys here!" Bianca laughed.
"..." Lucille shot a side glance to Bianca. "Aside from the fact that Austin and I have been dating for the past 3 weeks? Forgive me if I'm a bit miffed!" the blonde shouted. "Stupid Gretchen and her big fancy house, candy red mercedes, fat checking account, perfect tanned skinned and sculpted body..."
"Don't forget flawless hair like silk..." Bianca added.
"Not helping!" Lucille threw her cup to the ground, spilling it's contents.
"O-M-G! What is wrong with you!? That was a good vodka and cranberry! You criminal!" Bianca screamed.
"Whatever." Lucille sighed stepping over the mess. "It's 12 am....I'm heading home. I have to....keep looking for the college I want to attend. You know, sophomore year, it's time to get cracking on that stuff."
"...You're just going to go home, lock your doors, turn down all the lights and watch Magic Mike." Bianca responded with a smirk. "Then you'll get depressed over Austin, cry and then eat whatever you have left of the tub of Oreo ice cream you have in your freezer."
"....You don't know me!" Lucille pointed to the other girl as her expression expressed hurt. Yes, it seemed Bianca knew her far too well and she did not appreciate being read like she had been. "Enjoy the party." were her final words before storming off from the pool deck...but not before grabbing a doughnut for the road from the table of party food that had been set up.
Lucille stormed through the pint sized mansion that was Gretchen Johnson's home and exited through the front door. Only half the doughnut remained as she shuffled through the front lawn. Before the final bite could be taken, the blonde found herself eating green as she tripped over a sprinkler and fell face forward into the grass.
"...damn it, even her grass is perfect!" she thought while finding it irresistible to not nuzzle her face against the softness of the lawn. After a few moments she finally rolled over onto her back and released a soft sigh as she started up into the night sky. Viewing the moon and the stars. They were so gorgeous that night and it would have been romantic to view them with Austin....if he hadn't been taken by Gretchen.
"...huh?" Lucille's eyes squinted as she could see an intense shine of bright light in the distance. Perhaps it was an airplane? Though it seemed too eerie for that to be the case. Her eyes closed for another moment before opening them again.
"..." Her body stiffened as her eyes were now locked with rainbow furred creature. The very same from before. It's butterfly wings fluttering to keep it hovered above the girl. While the creature wore an expression of gentleness, Lucille's face was frozen with wide-eyed terror. "Oh god....they spiked the punch. I knew someone would. I shouldn't have had any!" she whined. "I'm tripping balls....seeing mutated Care Bears..."
"Actually...I'm not a Care Bear. I'm a Ku-Sith and my name is Iris!" the creature's smiled widened as it chuckled. "I've come for you, Lucille."
"...And...you talk? Oh man, my brain is going to be swiss cheese by the time whatever was in that punch wears off...." the blonde whined.
(( OOC: Loooong post but needed to set up. Yes, Avalon's time is basically military time and it's 12 hours ahead of the EST Timezone, woo.
Alright, so it's orientation weekend at the Academy, so everyone should be arriving on campus which is huge. It's easily about 5 miles in diameter. In front of the main entrance through the gates is the main courtyard complete with a large sparkling white water fountain.
Feel free to have your characters meet each other or make up some NPC students to mingle with since this is a school setting and classmates are kind of important to have. Your characters could have probably even noticed and grew suspicious of Iris' sparkling trail left in the sky as she ventured through a portal to Earth.
Kuno, feel free to have Wanda do her thing and creep on the kiddies and festivities. ))
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Kayurin
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Feb 5 2013, 10:23 PM
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"Can I get a hot dog?"
"You eat dogs?" Azhrarn questioned with a surprised espression on his eyes. Alright, Annwyn had no such things or burgers at least in the fast food form. A sad world indeed but ignorance is usually a blessing and trust that a bavarian cooking may be interesting as well.
"Also lemme get some tater tots. Oh, and, also, a slice of pepperoni pizza and also a basket of jalapeno poppers and some chicken nuggets, a ketchup boat, three potato pancakes, a creamsicle, two quesadillas, a bread loaf, side of ranch, some pixie sticks, taco salad, order of ribs, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand a diet coke. No. Strawberry shake. No! Diet Coke. NO! BOTH!"
Alright... For the not so little experience he had about sex, this looked the hunger that usually was displayed by pregnant women. Both in the irrational desire of specific beings usually unavailable at the moment AND the sheer quantity of these things. He didn't know half of the dishes and the other half seemed the name of some forbidden spell that even a dark magic pratictioner wouldn't get close to.
"Our food is very flavorful and we offer a colorful menu here! ...We only serve the best dishes to our students. For example, today our chicken is glazed with a burbo-"
"Apparently not colorful as whatever she listed as her wishes..." The prince remarked, sort of backing up the weird girl. "...not that I blame you, we dont have half of it either on Annwyn, but kinda expected that a place like this where many culture meet had..."
Then the booze issue came up and the Dark Prince sighed out, moving next to Lucille and whispering in her ear. "Ignore them for the drinks, I can easily slip you something pretty strong on that note later..."
As he moved away, he decided to start with top priorities first. "Alright now, anyone knows how a cooked dog looks? Because I want to know what to avoid..."
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Feb 6 2013, 12:23 AM
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Even Adamah had to admit, the words of Faroosa confused him to no end. Probabilities and words he'd never heard before meshed together to create a web of confusion he had no hope of overcoming head-on. Fortunately, he was smart enough to just remain quiet and wait for the opportunity to speak. It helped somewhat, as the woman managed to speak simply for all of a moment to give them instructions on where to go, before she reverted to the manner of speech that lost many in a verbal labyrinth. As he looked to Lucille, he could tell the girl had trouble processing the words as well. "Glad i'm not the only one..."
The walk to the Grand Hall alone just how magnificent the architecture was to Adamah, but once they were inside, there was a clearcut winner. A step above what he'd seen in Horologia, the windows alone reached sizes and design one could never see on his home world. Even the very floor they treaded on was beautiful, to say the least. The ceiling, above all in more ways than one, was designed so intricately that Adamah could not understand it. However, the appearance alone was certainly mesmerizing... It almost seemed like they tried to replicate the imagery of space within the confines of the hall. However, he could not look at it for long, before the voice of the headmaster spoke up.
"Attention all students! I ask you all to take your seats!"
"Ah... Sure." Adamah lowered his gaze from the ceiling, making his way to one of the nearby seats... Until one of the ushers began to move him along elsewhere. "H-hey, wait...!" he protested, though it was a fruitless endeavor as he found himself seated somewhere else against his will.
"Alright, I've got my dining buddies!"
Beside him, the strange girl that had crashed into him outside the gate was now seated beside him, and though the look on his face registered confusion, he couldn't help but make it a smile and accept the way things had worked out. Beside her was the dark-seeming fellow from outside the gate, and opposite them were the students who Lucille had likewise chatted up outside the school infront of the fountain. It felt strange... A table contrived of people that had met outside the school, but none of them had moved to the table themselves so much as the faculty had moved them there. It would have seemed coincidential, were it not for the new girl that had been seated at their table.
"Hi! I'm Lucille! You're really pretty. You have that whole ivory skin, raven black hair thing going on."
Adamah couldn't help but chuckle at how outgoing Lucille was, before he looked to the raven-haired girl with a smile and nod. "She's quite the energetic one, isn't she? Though I agree, your appearance is quite a sight. Believe it or not, where I come from many had unique hair and eye colors about them, but you're among one of the few with dark hair i've ever seen. The second actually, counting our friend Azhrarn here." he gestured to the man sitting beside Lucille. "Ah, right, my name is Adamah, nice to see you." he continued, losing track of the fact Lucille had just referred to him as a sexy person. It was probably for the best, after the embarassing display at the fountain. He was amazed she could still handle sitting next to him despite that. Before anything else could be said, however, a waiter had approached their table.
"Hello, children. For tonight's menu-"
"Can I get a hot dog? Also lemme get some tater tots. Oh, and, also, a slice of pepperoni pizza and also a basket of jalapeno poppers and some chicken nuggets, a ketchup boat, three potato pancakes, a creamsicle, two quesadillas, a bread loaf, side of ranch, some pixie sticks, taco salad, order of ribs, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand a diet coke. No. Strawberry shake. No! Diet Coke. NO! BOTH!"
Staring at Lucille, Adamah could only give her an incredulous look at... Well, EVERYTHING she mentioned. Alot of it were foods he'd never heard of before. What was a 'hot dog'? Did they really cook and eat dogs? And she wanted a ranch? Nevermind whatever a creamsicle was... Pixie sticks sounded like some mythological cureall or something to him... Everything else was lost to him. "I wonder if all women where she's from are... This out-there..." he thought, sweatdropping and smiling nervously.
"You guys have booze too!?"
"...Not for the students, no. We don't offer opportunities for delinquency to occur here. We are a very prest-"
"...Don't care. Just give me my freaking plate. This is slowly becoming a nightmare."
Now 'booze'? Yeah, it was clear he would never understand ths g- "Eh?" he suddenly let out, turning his head slightly to find hers resting upon his shoulder. He had half a mind to let her know what she was doing, but the other half told him this was nice. Thus, he elected to say nothing as he thought about what to eat. "I'll just take chicken for now, I suppose."
"Alright now, anyone knows how a cooked dog looks? Because I want to know what to avoid..."
"Your guess is as good as mine." was all Adamah could say, shaking his head.
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Unlike Adamah, Tokio's appreciation for the architecture wasn't quite as amazing. He just wanted to head in to this get-together and get it over with so he could start on the road to being able to control his powers better. Everyone look awestruck, but Tokio remained with hands behind his head, boredom and disinterest plastered across his face as he surveyed the Grand Hall. Soon, the Headmaster that had spoken to them all outside the school was now instructing them to take their seats... And before he knew it, he was being guided to a table against his will. Worse yet...
"Alright, I've got my dining buddies!"
Tokio stared flatly at the blonde who looked like she was enjoying herself entirely too much, before he folded his arms. "With my luck, this can get worse-" he started to say, before he opened his right eye and saw Faroosa sitting there. His other side had a girl he either didn't recognize, or didn't pay attention to during their earlier escapades. "Well, so much for manipulating fate. This sucks..." he muttered quietly, leaning back against the chair, silvery-blue hair spilling over the back of the seat. The others took time to speak to the new girl, but he couldn't be bothered to waste a second of breath on her. Fortunately, a waiter soon approached, prompting him to sit up.
"Hello, children. For tonight's menu-"
"Can I get a hot dog? Also lemme get some tater tots. Oh, and, also, a slice of pepperoni pizza and also a basket of jalapeno poppers and some chicken nuggets, a ketchup boat, three potato pancakes, a creamsicle, two quesadillas, a bread loaf, side of ranch, some pixie sticks, taco salad, order of ribs, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand a diet coke. No. Strawberry shake. No! Diet Coke. NO! BOTH!"
Flat annoyance, and perhaps a look of question, glared at Lucille from Tokio as she recited everything. "Y'know, you might have some competition for the Motormouth Cup." he remarked offhand, glancing to the side at Faroosa, before shaking his head. "Get real, do you think these uptight guys would have a menu that loose here? They plan to raise us right, not turn us into cattle." he shrugged, before mentally adding. "Though I imagine they'd be wary about feeding you that much anyway. They probably don't want you getting anymore topheavy."
It went on, to the point where the girl inquired about booze, before he turned to the side and shook his head. "Typical dumb blonde..." he coughed ever so quietly, before facing forward, "The fish will suffice for now." he spoke, before pocketing his hands. Azhrarn and Adamah seemed to be inquiring about what a hot dog looked like, before Tokio hung his head. Oh god, these people needed to be cultured, but he couldn't be assed to do it. Then, he looked to Faroosa, deciding that maybe he could have some fun with this.
"Maybe our esteemed chatterbox Faroosa can enlighten you guys as to what a hot dog is." he smiled, tinges of malevolence hidden behind it.
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Feb 6 2013, 01:01 AM
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Adrienne had moved with the rest of the group, remaining silent and secluded. She preferred to observe at the moment, and probably continue thereafter. She had no desire to 'mingle'. Her objective here was to learn, not to befriend these people.
She preferred her space, anyway.
As they continued, Adri couldn't help but to admire the ceilings above, as well as the general decor. The school was making out to be quite breath-taking, visually, which suited her just fine. Adri could appreciate fine architecture like this, in fact, it would make this place all the more entertaining.
Too bad she couldn't' say the same for the people.
The girl took her seat among the rest of the group.
"Hi! I'm Lucille! You're really pretty. You have that whole ivory skin, raven black hair thing going on."
Adri glanced coolly in the direction of the girl that approached her. It was that loud blonde one that was making a scene earlier. Though, at least she seemed nice--even giving her a compliment. Though, she came off as airy and ditzy. She wondered how this girl managed her day-to-day functions in life. However, the best course of action here was not to start a fight.
"Thanks," the black-haired girl responded, retaining a certain arrogance in her tone.
"You know...I sure dream up a lot of sexy people..."
"What...?" Adri raised an eyebrow, before looking over to the one she had labeled 'sexy'. There sat a blue-haired boy, bearing attractive features, and a fairly calm demeanor about him. Adri scoffed, looking away.
As she did, the girl known as Lucille began to order a ridiculous amount of food. Adri could only wonder how she could eat all of that--it seemed like a regular thing, the way she spoke of it. She was rather thin, however. So how did she manage?
To top it off, she asked for alcohol.
Adri glared in her direction, none too surprised at what she witnessed. This girl was a typical airhead. It was embarrassing to be a fellow student at such a fine school with her. Adri scoffed, turning away, deciding to seclude herself.
She's quite the energetic one, isn't she? Though I agree, your appearance is quite a sight. Believe it or not, where I come from many had unique hair and eye colors about them, but you're among one of the few with dark hair I've ever seen. The second actually, counting our friend Azhrarn here."
Adri blinked, looking at the one who had spoken. The one labeled 'sexy' by that blonde airhead. He called her quite a sight... another compliment. Why did these people try to be so polite?
Unconsciously, Adri blushed at the compliment, but quickly turned away.
"Ah, right, my name is Adamah, nice to see you."
"Adrienna," the girl responded quietly, before deciding she didn't want to sit here anymore. It was too embarrassing, and these people were getting on her nerves endlessly. She started to stand up, in order to move, but a teacher caught her.
"Please, stay in your seats," the teacher had insisted. Adri sat down, bearing light traces of a blush of embarrassment, and a rather fowl looking expression. She ignored the one that offered them food, and sat there in complete silence.
"Well, well, well," spoke the voice of a middle-aged woman, approaching the table from behind. She put a hand atop the head of the white haired delinquent known as Tokio Kobayashi, and ruffled his hair vigorously.
"Tokio! I've been looking all over for you," the lady said, leaning down a bit, to level her head with his. The woman had bright-orange hair, and a pair of green eyes, and she wore an overtly cheery expression on her face. Though, intents of deviousness could be seen behind that smile. "You know, your dad told me to keep an eye on you, and I promised I would. So be good, and try not to cause trouble, alright?"
She looked around at the others all at the table, grinning politely. She was a teacher, after all. She couldn't appear silly to the rest of the children. "Oh, I'm Ms. Durgen, by the way. I'll be teaching most of you. Like all of you, it's my first year here too."
"Tokio, aren't you going to introduce your friends?" she asked, unable to wipe that grin off her face. She seemed like she was enjoying embarrassing the hell out of this guy. She had known his parents for years, and naturally, had met him a few times as well. They had indeed asked her to keep an eye on him, while they were at the same school.
((OOC: I'll make Allie's profile later, as a teacher. Once I figure it out, and it becomes relevant lol.))
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Feb 6 2013, 02:04 AM
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Faroosa paid little heed to the decor of the room. It wasn't anything she wasn't used to, and the particular decor was rather famous anyway. Plus, this simply wasn't her main area of interest.
It seemed that they were being escorted to their predesignated places. Hmm. By some strange coincidence, the same group at the fountain was seated together, including herself. Wait. This could not be a coincidence. It was only 2.34% likely to be the case.
"Alright, I've got my dining buddies!"
Make that 12.43% likely.
There was a new person seated together with them. The purple-haired girl eyed her, then cast her gaze over the rest of the seated people, finally taking the time to examine them properly. A pity that she had not yet learned how to detect magical field aura; theory was one thing, but the practice of it was something else entirely. However, she could study the mannerisms of the persons before her, and form her initial hypotheses.
"Hello, children. For tonight's menu-"
"Can I get a hot dog? Also lemme get some tater tots. Oh, and, also, a slice of pepperoni pizza and also a basket of jalapeno poppers and some chicken nuggets, a ketchup boat, three potato pancakes, a creamsicle, two quesadillas, a bread loaf, side of ranch, some pixie sticks, taco salad, order of ribs, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand a diet coke. No. Strawberry shake. No! Diet Coke. NO! BOTH!"
Faroosa blinked. Twice.
"Y'know, you might have some competition for the Motormouth Cup."
"It is reasonable to surmise that- wait, I am not in possession of a motor powering my mouth, unless one factors in the biological processes of the muscular, nervous and circulatory systems in concert with each other, and nor am I aware of any such strange competition to that effect. There is a 34.23% chance that it is an actual event that takes place in your homeland, but also a 54.54% chance that the term is being used in a metaphorical sense, though said metaphor is unfamiliar to me. I fail to see how a torque-transmitting device can be in any way compared to the gateway olfactory organ-"
"Our food is very flavorful and we offer a colorful menu here! ...We only serve the best dishes to our students. For example, today our chicken is glazed with a burbo-"
"You guys have booze too!?"
"...Not for the students, no. We don't offer opportunities for delinquency to occur here. We are a very prest-"
"...Don't care. Just give me my freaking plate."
Faroosa blinked again.
How strange. She hadn't ever before encountered someone who could keep her off balance like this.
Fortunately, Ketu chose this time to pipe up, and give her something else to focus her attention on.
"Maybe our esteemed chatterbox Faroosa can enlighten you guys as to what a hot dog is."
The purple-haired girl cleared her throat again.
"As I was saying, it is reasonable to surmise that a 'hot dog', 'coke', etcetera, are items of olfactory consumption from the blond's homeland. Given the 79.45% certainty that said homeland is in a particular magically and technologically backward part of the galaxy, coupled with the blonde's professed inclination for alcoholic substances, it is thus 45.34% certain that the 'coke' thus referred to is a similarly potent addiction-forming drug, and that the 'hot dog' referred to is an euphemism for the desire for oral commensuration of an unnatural reproductive act. This fits into the hypothesis that I have constructed that the blond is-"
"Tokio! I've been looking all over for you. You know, your dad told me to keep an eye on you, and I promised I would. So be good, and try not to cause trouble, alright?"
".... Ketu Andromalius is an alias," Faroosa stated, eying the scene before her. "Ergo, there is a 95.35% possibility that there is something that you are trying to conceal." Her eyes gleamed. "I shall be very interested to learn what exactly it is that you are concealing."
"Oh, I'm Ms. Durgen, by the way. I'll be teaching most of you. Like all of you, it's my first year here too. Tokio, aren't you going to introduce your friends?"
The girl tilted her head slightly. "The interval of time between that of meeting and this present moment is insufficient to form the bonds of lasting affectation that may be termed 'friendship', barring an outlying moment of extreme emotional connection or prior knowledge," she noted. "Thus, it behooves us to make our own introductions as we will. I am Faroosa Augustine Questor II of Perigran, one of the Seven Great Houses of the Celestial Empire of Xian. But you can call me Faroosa, or whatever else tickles your fancy. I am not at all particular."
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Deep in the recesses of the hall, the same white-haired woman smiled.
"Like lambs to the slaughter," she purred. "That power.... it shall be mine for the taking."
She glanced to the side. "Do it. And remember... I will not tolerate failure."
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Feb 6 2013, 02:37 AM
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Wanna be a pest? Then die like the rest.
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"It is reasonable to surmise that- wait, I am not in possession of a motor powering my mouth, unless one factors in the biological processes of the muscular, nervous and circulatory systems in concert with each other, and nor am I aware of any such strange competition to that effect. There is a 34.23% chance that it is an actual event that takes place in your homeland, but also a 54.54% chance that the term is being used in a metaphorical sense, though said metaphor is unfamiliar to me. I fail to see how a torque-transmitting device can be in any way compared to the gateway olfactory organ-"
"Yeah, what was I thinking for saying that." Tokio muttered flatly, propping his elbow elbow up on the table to he could rest the side of his face on his hand. Perhaps it would have been easier for him if he was as blunt as possible with her, since jokes that beat around the bush just set her off into complicated explanation mode. She'd be the death of him at this rate... Or so he thought.
"As I was saying, it is reasonable to surmise that a 'hot dog', 'coke', etcetera, are items of olfactory consumption from the blond's homeland. Given the 79.45% certainty that said homeland is in a particular magically and technologically backward part of the galaxy, coupled with the blonde's professed inclination for alcoholic substances, it is thus 45.34% certain that the 'coke' thus referred to is a similarly potent addiction-forming drug, and that the 'hot dog' referred to is an euphemism for the desire for oral commensuration of an unnatural reproductive act. This fits into the hypothesis that I have constructed that the blond is-"
The bored, annoyed look on Tokio's face steadily went from that... To flushed with anger and utter embarassment. He suddenly looked at Faroosa in a state of shock. "H-h-how the hell do you know about that!?" he asked, before looking down at her figure. Considering how skilled she was at running her mouth, a sudden, perverted thought crossed his mind, before he hung his head in utter embarassment and shook the thought violently from his mind. "Why the hell did you attach a scientific explanation to the act of blowing someone!? It's not that complicated that it needs that! More important, we DON'T need any mentions about drugs here, least of all that one! She was referring to a drink!" he blurted all of this out in a fit of embarassment. It only went further downhill for him after that...
"Well, well, well,"
The voice alone paralyzed Tokio with fear, but the hand that rested atop his head sent ice down his spine and made him shiver/ "... No... No... No... No way..." he muttered, almost as if in chant, as he ever so slowly turned, to see the arrival of his demise.
"Tokio! I've been looking all over for you. You know, your dad told me to keep an eye on you, and I promised I would. So be good, and try not to cause trouble, alright?"
"......."
The longest silence he could ever afford to give while he was still awake. It was HER... Allie Durgen... Family friend to the Kobayashi's, and caretaker for Tokio when his parents or aunt were currently out and about. He thought she had remained behind on Eden, but she had followed him here. The fact she used his real name didn't help things... But why WAS she here anyway?
"Oh, I'm Ms. Durgen, by the way. I'll be teaching most of you. Like all of you, it's my first year here too."
The color in Tokio's skin drained now as the words dawned upon him, and he suddenly felt like he wanted to find a ditch to go and die in quietly. To have HER here teaching them... It was nothing short of embarassing to him. There was no way it could get any worse, right? ... Right?
".... Ketu Andromalius is an alias. Ergo, there is a 95.35% possibility that there is something that you are trying to conceal. I shall be very interested to learn what exactly it is that you are concealing."
You just had to think it, didn't you?! Now this woman would be near him more than ever trying to uncover some secret he doesn't really have, and no amount of explanation would deter her. All this time that they were talking, he still never said a word... It was anyone's guess as to when he would finally speak, but the shock still had him firm in its grasp.
"Tokio, aren't you going to introduce your friends?"
"The interval of time between that of meeting and this present moment is insufficient to form the form of lasting affectation that may be termed 'friendship', barring an outlying moment of extreme emotional connection or prior knowledge. Thus, it behooves us to make our own introductions as we will. I am Faroosa Augustine Questor II of Perigran, one of the Seven Great Houses of the Celestial Empire of Xian. But you can call me Faroosa, or whatever else tickles your fancy. I am not at all particular."
His 'friends'? Hah! They were no more friends of his than she was. Finally, he let his head hang, before he bristled.
"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE!?" he screamed, slamming hands on the table as he forced himself up to glare at Allie, raising his hands as if he wanted to wring her neck like it was a towel. With teeth grit, he struggled to move his hands closer... Closer... Ever so closer... Before he let them fall, knowing that she was stll a family friend, no matter how annoying. Though he bet his mother wouldn't mind her sudden disappearance...
"I. Don't. Want. You. Here." he seethed, hair hanging over his eyes as he huffed, hands clenched into fists. "I barely tolerate you when you're at home embarassing me. I don't need that here, you insufferable worm! Pest! Maggot! INSECT!" he went into a mini parade of insults, rather reminiscent of a certain white-haired hellion in his youth. "I guarantee i'm going to pay dad back dearly for this, I don't know how, or when... But I will. For now, I want you OUT OF MY LIFE!" he stamped his foot down like a kid throwing a tantrum. If anyone could make him flip his shit easily, it was her.
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It seemed the girl was a little reclusive, a woman of few words even when she was addressed. He could speak fairly well, but then again, he wasn't the type to remain quiet for too long. Still, he couldn't blame her... They had just gotten to the school, so she was probably wary of the others. He didn't expect to get her name, but she still managed to surprise him.
"Adrienna,"
A slow nod, before he smiled. "Very nice. Just take it easy for now. We'll have plenty of things to worry about when classes start." he spoke, even as Adri seemed to want to leave, only to be made to sit back down. She seemed t hold signs of embarassment in her features, but the scowl on her face said not to inquire about it. Her foul moon wasn't the only one at the table, as a teacher had approached the boy he thought was named Ketu, but called him Tokio. What followed after was an outburst from the boy, which made him sweatdrop.
"Um... Wow... That's some rage..." he hummed quietly, before he looked at the teacher. "She's kinda cute... I wish I was older..." he hummed, leaning back in his seat and enjoying the show.
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Red November
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Feb 6 2013, 03:06 AM
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"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE!?"
"My, my," Allie said, shaking a mock finger at the boy. "Temper, temper. Also, it's not a smart idea to mouth off to a teacher like that," the girl leaned forward, smirking with clear confidence at the position she held over the short-tempered child. "It could get you detention."
"I. Don't. Want. You. Here. I barely tolerate you when you're at home embarrassing me. I don't need that here, you insufferable worm! Pest! Maggot! INSECT!"
"Ah, maggot, there's a word I haven't heard for a while," Allie chuckled, thinking back to all that time ago when his father had frequently referred to everyone around him as 'maggot'. She seemed amused, despite the fact that Tokio was slinging insults left and right at her. She expected it, though, he wasn't exactly the most polite of children.
Though, that was to be expected, considering his parents.
"I guarantee i'm going to pay dad back dearly for this, I don't know how, or when... But I will. For now, I want you OUT OF MY LIFE!"
Allie patted him on the head, mockingly, once again. "Too bad, you're stuck here with me, for the next several months," she reminded him, wearing a fake smile. She wasn't sure exactly when she became a borderline troll, especially to a kid with a greater rage meter than his parents, combined, but she wouldn't deny the fact she found it incredibly amusing.
"Well, I'll leave you kids alone. Enjoy your food," she looked at Tokio one last time. "And you, behave. Try to get that rage in check, alright?" She gave a final grin, before wandering off.
"Um... Wow... That's some rage..."
Ari scoffed at that rage-filled boy. It was ridiculously unprofessional of him. Adri was finding it harder and harder to find something within this school that didn't bother her. However, despite that, she needed to keep her cool.
Emotional responses were weakness--that's what her mother had taught her, and that was what she had to go by.
Adri merely shook her head, before turning to a small bag of belongings she had brought along with her, apart from the rest of her luggage. She pulled a book from inside, before opening it, and focusing her sights on it. She had to try and ignore all the calamity around her.
Though the loudness of the room didn't help.
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Tiphereth
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Feb 6 2013, 11:36 AM
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"Ignore them for the drinks, I can easily slip you something pretty strong on that note later..."
"I've heard that one before." Lucille laughed lifting her head from. "Ah...date rape isn't funny." she sighed lightly as she picked up her fork promptly after the waiter had set their food and beverages before them. Though before she could partake in this meal, she was struck dumbfounded by these people.
"You guys...never heard of a hotdog? Jeezus, where have you all been living under, a rock!?" she asked. Then came Faroosa's explanation of what she believed a hotdog was. Though Faroosa's explanation on what coke and a hot dog were caught the blonde off guard.
Given the 79.45% certainty that said homeland is in a particular magically and technologically backward part of the galaxy, coupled with the blonde's professed inclination for alcoholic substances, it is thus 45.34% certain that the 'coke' thus referred to is a similarly potent addiction-forming drug, and that the 'hot dog' referred to is an euphemism for the desire for oral commensuration of an unnatural reproductive act.
"I'm not on drugs...and I don't suck dick. That was a dirty rumor started by Jennifer McGoldrick..." Lucille huffed. Though Tokio's reaction to Faroosa's explanation was a bit....too much in Lucille's opinion. "Seriously? Come on, why shouldn't she know about a blow job? Hell, with everything on TV and the internet. I mean, the other day I read an article in Cosmo giving tips on how to better serve your man. Who knew you could get him off faster by sticking your finger in his butt hole and it's totally not gay if a chick does that to him!"
She grew quiet as one of the teachers had wandered over to speak to the white haired young man. The whole scenario was panning out to be hilarious. "God, I need some popcorn for this!" Lucille barked a laugh, pointing to the angry youth.
".... Ketu Andromalius is an alias. Ergo, there is a 95.35% possibility that there is something that you are trying to conceal. I shall be very interested to learn what exactly it is that you are concealing."
"Oh crap, are you in the witness protection program!? You totally ratted out some Benedict Arnolds and now they want you and your family dead, right!? RIGHT!?" she asked standing to her feet in excitement. She slammed her hands on the table and leaned forward.
"Tokio, aren't you going to introduce your friends?"
Lucille waited for Faroosa to finish introducing herself before going on with her own. "My name is Lucille....um, I don't have seven great houses, as far as I know, I only have one...unless my parents have been lying to me." she said raising a hand to sweep her bangs out her face.
"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE!?"
"I DON'T KNOW, THE Cat-Sith POKEMON BROUGHT ME HER-...oh you're still talking to her." the blonde said sitting back down in her seat and watched the exchange between 'Ketu' and Allie transpire.
"Um... Wow... That's some rage..."
"Yeah, seriously. Someone get this kid some weed, he needs to mellow out." Lucille said looking back to Adamah. Then she followed his line of eyesight towards the teacher Tokio apparently out of his life. "You want to bone her for extra credit aren't you?" she said with a coy smirk. "I know that look. That bending the instructor over the desk and pounding until she agrees to give you an A+. You're not as innocent as you pretend to be, Adam~" Lucille spoke giving him a playful poke to his pectoral. "...Damn, those feel nice." her hands raised to give his pectorals another squeeze...
"Well, I'll leave you kids alone. Enjoy your food,"
"FOOD!" her mind instantly switched back to the plate before her as she reached for her fork again and began to shovel her meal into her mouth.
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Xion Asuka
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Feb 6 2013, 12:11 PM
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"Yeah, seriously. Someone get this kid some weed, he needs to mellow out."
"Weed? Do those things really have a use on people? I thought all they did was ruin gardens or something...: Adamah thought inwardly, completely unaware of the fact that she referred to something completely unrelated. He dared not ask, as the angered male seemed to be feeling enough embarassment without him needing to be another victim of it.
"You want to bone her for extra credit aren't you?"
Too late.
"H-huh!? W-wait, all I was doing was looking. How'd you..." he trailed off, shutting himself up immediately before he said anything further. With just a glance, the girl seemed to figure out he was looking at the teacher, but as soon as she mentioned everything else, that was when the thoughts formed. Needless to say, now he felt somewhat uncomfortable.
"I know that look. That bending the instructor over the desk and pounding until she agrees to give you an A+. You're not as innocent as you pretend to be, Adam~"
"I wonder if it's sad that i'd settle for a B... No, she called you a sex god, Adamah! A+ or bust!" he mentally reassured himself... Before acknowledging the fact that he SHOULDN'T have been reassuring himself of this. "You really think up some weird things, Lucille." he sighed, palming his face into his hand, before he felt her hand poke him, and he looked down. She commented they felt nice, which made him smile slightly, before he chuckled as she immediately switched over to eating once Ms. Durgen mentioned it.
He had half a mind to lean over and ask her if she thought anything about him, but as they'd known each other for all of 10 minutes, he didn't think there was anything just yet.
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"My, my. Temper, temper. Also, it's not a smart idea to mouth off to a teacher like that. It could get you detention."
Tokio narrowed his eyes even as she smirked down on him, but he backed down no less, glaring back up at her as he folded his arms. "They could give me the death sentence and i'd still find it worth it to wring your neck. The only thing stopping me is the fact dad still considers you a great friend of the family and my caretaker. Mom i'm not so sure of... I used to hear some interesting stories about you two." he mutterd, before snorting and looking away.
"Really though, going out of your way and being a teacher just to keep an eye on me is really an annoyance. What, they didn't trust me to be on my own?" he grumbled, looking down at the floor.
"Too bad, you're stuck here with me, for the next several months,"
*twitch*
Slowly, Tokio looked back at Allie, stepping forward and forcing a rather fake, teeth-bared smile on his face. "Enjoy your time here then, Ms. Durgen. I'm sure it'll be fun..." he managed to force out. "Just watch your back once I finally get full control of my powers. Light-user or not, I will make your life a living Hell as much as you will mine." he added with contempt, as he huffed slightly and sat down in his seat once more.
"Well, I'll leave you kids alone. Enjoy your food. And you, behave. Try to get that rage in check, alright?"
He said nothing more, looking back to the food as it was presented to them. Narrowing his eyes, he crossed his arms over the table and let his head fall atop them. He actually thought this was going to be fun, but already it was becoming a living Hell.
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Kayurin
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Feb 6 2013, 05:10 PM
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"I've heard that one before. Ah...date rape isn't funny."
Azhrarn didn't laughed, smiled or even chuckled. His jaw instead clenched as the aura around him, for whoever was empative enough to feel it, freeze. The whole idea of being attracted by such an hairhead was the biggest offense could be done to the memory of Dunhizel.
"You guys...never heard of a hotdog? Jeezus, where have you all been living under, a rock!?"
"I come from a World that own no Sun." The prince added again, his tune still detached. Annwyn people was always sorta discriminated by that, something they were used to hear but nonetheless never pleased to. And giving her whole background.
"God, I need some popcorn for this!"
This.
Was.
The.
Last.
Straw.
Tokio rage, for justified or not, was pretty much similar to the average reaction he got from Ferazhin. Minus the tantrum and stomping part, the girl was way better than the boy into displaying her endless hate for the Dark Prince.
"I think I lost my apetite." He said coldly as he raised from the table. "Enjoy the food." He added with the same tune while turning his back and moving away.
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KunojiLym
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Feb 8 2013, 10:31 AM
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Apparently she had been wrong in her hypothesis about what 'hot dog' and 'coke' meant. Clearly she needed to re-examine her sources, Faroosa decided. Though she did not see why Tokio had to react in such an extreme fashion.
"Seriously? Come on, why shouldn't she know about a blow job? Hell, with everything on TV and the internet. I mean, the other day I read an article in Cosmo giving tips on how to better serve your man. Who knew you could get him off faster by sticking your finger in his butt hole and it's totally not gay if a chick does that to him!"
'Internet'. 'TV'. Those same sources had mentioned those two terms, and she was almost certain she knew what they were referring to... but with the rebuttal of her earlier hypotheses, she was rather less certain. Better to get confirmation... then again, it seemed that the girl was rather obsessed with reproductive acts. Very likely this 'internet' was indeed a repository for audio-visual voyeuristic pornography.
The girl was also obsessed with food, given the speed with which she turned back to her meal.
How interesting. So were Tokio and the teacher; they were clearly related in some way, so it stood to reason that they came from the same world. She could quiz both of them later on... in fact she could quiz Tokio now, but the white-haired boy had now buried his head in his arms. Hmm.
"I think I lost my appetite. Enjoy the food."
"It is unwise to forgo daily nutrition," Faroosa stated, as she picked up her own utensils. "That being said-"
The front door exploded.
"DIE!!! AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" A trio of monstors burst through the shattered remains. One, an imp-like creature, raised its arm and flung a fireball into at the nearest table; the students there screamed and scrambled to get away, just before the table, and the dinner on it, exploded into flames.
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As the explosions and screaming started, the white-haired woman smiled . "Ah, the sweet sounds of suffering. Make them suffer. Make them all suffer. And then take all their energy."
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