Axiom to Willpower

[arya126]

Name: Jean Samba
Gender: Male
Origin: Jean Samba was born in center Africa, where the Central African Republic used to stand. He has French ancestry on his mother's side, hence his first name. However he does not speak French, has no awareness of French culture, and only knows he was named after his grandfather Jean-Paul. He has lived his entire life in a remote village nestled in a valley that is impossible to pronounce in any language except that of his tribe. His tribe does not tell it's name to outsiders, but they are commonly referred to as the Samba tribe, after Jean's male ancestry which has traditionally filled the role of Chief. Jean has an older brother who is expected to fulfill that role for the tribe.

Jean has been teased all his life for not being good enough. Too weak. Too slow. Too dumb. But around the age of 8 he began to show special powers. He once went climbing with his older brother, and when a tree collapsed Jean pushed his brother out of the way but emerged without a scratch. When Jean was 12 the tribe was about to revolt against his father, the Chief, because of a famine and a streak of bad luck. Jean, sensing what they were feeling and how to fix it, stepped in and convinced his tribe to stay the course.

His father, a wise chief, was educated outside of the village in an elite foreign school, and thus knew much of the outside world. He recognized Jean might be special. He knew there were superheroes in the world; and super villains. Knowing he could not adequately provide for his son, he sent Jean away at the age of 14 to a mountain school in Japan. It was the saddest day of Jean's life, leaving his village.

Superpower: Jean can temporarily generate a semi-random super power that can make up for his below average normal capabilities. He has thus far shown the ability to use 3 different powers:

He can harden his skin to a material that appears to be diamond, although the exact material has not been identified.

He can perceive the emotions of those around him to the distance of around a dozen meters, and can sometimes divine the reason for those emotions.

He can temporarily see things that are about to happen involving himself or people in a 2-3 meter bubble around him.

It is unknown if these abilities will progress further or if other, unrelated abilities will develop.

It occurs (or is at least noticed) more often when put in a stressful situation. Jean tries to avoid stressful situations as a result because he thinks his powers make him a freak.

Stats:

• Strength: -1
• Dexterity: -1
• Perception: -1
• Intelligence: -1
• Charisma: -1
• Willpower: -1

Appearance: On the short side for his age, scrawny, dark skinned, naturally bald, hairy feet.

Languages: Native Tongue (Name TBD)

 

[Tyo]

Chen felt sick.

She couldn’t tell you if it was because of the altitude, the awkward architecture she wasn’t used to, or all the different people of sometimes almost alien builds walking outside the hall she just found herself making shelter in. It didn’t help that so many eyes seemed to linger on her. And everyone was dressed so differently! This was how she was told to look, so why…?

She caught her breath after sitting down for a moment, gathering her bearings. To her surprise, she was actually exactly where she was supposed to be. She could make out the name, which seemed to hover over a reception desk of some sort. “Canary Hall,” in Japanese and what she assumed was English. Probably. She took in a breath and looked down at her cellphone. Call her old fashioned, but she couldn’t get used to the holo-screens most of her peers found so popular. She liked to hold something solid in her hands.

Room Assignment: 32-A

Three first meant… Two floors above this one? Or was it three? Is that in walking distance? She didn’t get a good look at how tall this building was…

Thirty minutes later, without asking a soul, she found her way to what she was pretty sure was her room. The things she was given by the monastery was outside this door, anyways, and she was pretty sure whoever put it there knew better than her. Her keycard worked, and she entered.

As she entered, she immediately hit something solid.

“Oof!” She heard. She didn’t make that sound.

A new face was now in front of her own, confused and staggered, not unlike she was. After a pause, the other spoke first,

“What do you … Why … Who …” She said a lot of words. Chen was sure it was Japanese. She wasn’t sure what to say in response, but she tried. “I am Feng Chen. Nice to meet you.” At least, that’s what she’s pretty sure she said.

The other girl stood there for a moment, seeming to consider something before speaking again,

“Mandarin by any chance?”
Mandarin?

“H-how did you know?”
“Lucky guess, I suppose. Anyway,” The girl gestured towards her, “Why are you wearing your uniform? Class doesn’t start for another week.”
“I- I thought…” Chen didn’t really know at all what to say at this point. She felt like retreating again, but there was nowhere to go.
“Well, in any case, Feng Chen was it? I’m Tzu Sen. Nice to meet you.” She curtsied having said that.
“Y-yes I’m…” Chen paused as she remembered herself, “Sorry for running into you!”
Sen scratched the side of her face, “Well, It’s not like you could have known.” Chen was sure she had mixed feelings about being ran into so abruptly, but Chen was never amazing at reading people, so she wasn't sure exactly what those mixed feelings actually composed of.
“R-right.”
“Now… Excuse me?” She motioned to Chen as if to say, “make way.”
“Oh, right! Sorry!” Chen quickly moved out of the doorway, her face reddening.
“We’ll catch up later.” She spoke quickly, apparently having somewhere else to be.

Sen walked off towards the elevator. When she was out of view, Chen let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding for a moment and closed her eyes to compose herself again.

Stepping into the room, she was surprised by the space. It was bigger than her quarters back at the monastery, and this seemed to just be the common area. There seemed to be to be two separate bedrooms, but there was a shared bathroom and kitchen area. Curiously, there also seemed to be a small balcony. It was partly furnished too, with available desks, rolling chairs, and even a TV in the common area, but Chen wasn’t particularly interested in that. She also wasn’t sure how much of it was her roommate's. She didn't really plan on being outside her own room much, anyways, so none of that really registered for her aside from the bare necessities.

In her own room was a closet, a wardrobe, a desk, and most importantly, an undressed bed. She decided to find shelter on that for a moment as she took it all in.

“I guess this is how it is now.” She hoped things would get less jarring with time. It’s quite convenient that at least her and her new roommate shared a language. Her room seemed adequate. It was simple and not overbearingly modern. Just a plain room with nothing overt about it. she took comfort in that, at least.

Knock knock knock
“Is anybody here?! There’s stuff blocking the hall!”

Chen let out something between a groan and a whimper from her room in response before getting up and hauling everything in.

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UPDATE XERO
September 1st, 2096

Xero's last tour, ending at a concert in Berlin.

LAST MONTH’S EVENTS

CRIME SPIKE IN SEOUL, KOREA
An uptick of crime has been reported in the Korean capital of Seoul. This follows months of almost systematic crime upticks across the East Asian region. Top heroes suspect a new villain syndicate has emerged in the East Asian underground, and is quickly becoming dominant, especially in large urban areas. No leads have been confirmed as of yet, but heroes and police forces are hard at work in keeping the situation at bay. So far, Japan has been spared of this crime surge, but authorities caution the public to stay alert.

PEACE IN VENEZUELA: ACCORD REACHED
A monumental step in South American peace has been reached, with the last conflict of the region has been officially ended between two factions in Venezuela’s civil war. As tensions reached its peak, several hero associations stepped in to mediate the conflict and end the strife surrounding it. Details are still being ironed out, but world leaders are hopeful that the South American Troubles are finally over, and the South American Recovery can finally begin.


UPCOMING EVENTS

WELCOME WEEK AT GRAND PEAK
Senior students are hard at work preparing for the coming week as young up-and-comers join the Grand Peak family. Clubs are pulling out all stops to rein in new freshmen members. Other events, such as superpower showcases and mock sparring matches, are also being organized by staff and students.

For any amount of time in the first week, you may explore Welcome Week activities. There will be no class time for the first week, though you may still study and converse with relevant staff about classes. Engaging in Welcome Week counts as a leisure activity for half stress loss, however, you may also use it to join a club of any sort.

XERO COMES TO TOKYO!
Hit rock/pop artist Xero is touring East Asia and is coming to the Tokyo region in the last week of the month. Xero has reached world-wide fame in his debut album, where he used his powers of influencing sound to create unique, new takes on different music genres. He's fresh out of a break after his last tour and is expected to hit stages across the far east along with several other popular artists and groups.

For 5 hours max, you may attend a concert as a leisure activity. x2.5 stress loss.

NOTES:

• I'll be sending everyone character info individually. If you don't see them shortly after this update, it's just because I got tired. They're all done though, so expect them tomorrow at the latest.
• Superpowers have been created within the context of spars and other events where they would be actively used by your character. If you think your character can use their power for something related to their turn-by-turn actions, bring it up to me privately and I'll make a ruling.
• It's probably not a bad idea to study for at least the amount of time any given class asks you to attend it for.
• If you would like to inquire about analyzing your capabilities and power, feel free to stop by our Analytics Center! Be warned, analysis may be harsh, but it's for your benefit! (Analysis takes 3 hours and can lead to some amount of stress)
• As always, if you have questions, ask them!

 

[Tyo]

Orders due next Wednesday at 12:00pm EST

 

[Red_Spy]

"Sayonara Nakajima-chan!" called out Marie to her probably cringing roommate as she closed the door to her own room. She took in the sight of her new room for a few seconds, before preceding to set down her stuff and flop on her new bed. Marie sat there in silence, staring at her ceiling. After a minute or two the silence was interrupted by the sound of a door closing; maybe her roommate, Nakajima Megumi, going to her own room or leaving. Either way, it spurred Marie into action.

"Wow it's so exciting!" Marie kicked her legs and stood up before preceding into a little dance. "My very own room in Japan and ohmygosh I'm going to superhero school in Japan and have a Japanese roommate and ohmygosh it's like... it's like I'm in-" The girl's lack of common sense led her to finish that statement, though the writer won't.

"Okay, Marie St. Paul, this isn't all fun and games! You're at a school, and going to school means work and classes and all that stuff. You to be a responsible adult! A responsible adult in..." Her reasonable advice to herself slowly trailed off as excitement built. However, in the end she would at least act on it.

Prancing over to her fallen collection of suitcases and bags, Marie began to dig around for the class list she had been given. She rooted through her clothes, her collections of red-rays, manga, books, and posters, and also through several school-related handouts and booklets before she found the item she was looking for. The Class Information booklet that went over all the classes and activities that the first-years will have the option of doing. With her prize in hand, Marie skipped over to her bed once and, while opening the booklet to read, plopped down on her bed once again.

Page after page after page of just boring classes. Judging from a quick glance at the first few pages, you'd expect this school to almost be a, well, normal one. You have your sciences, your literature, where's the exciting stuff? Like...

"Japanese!" Well, it's not hero-oriented, but for a weeaboo it'll do. "Ohmygosh I have to take that. You know, given we're here all," she explained in between giggles. "It's just, like, the perfect class to take! I'm going to learn Nihongo! In Japan!"

She looked through the booklet some more, "Well, obviously I have to take Hero Ethics. We're here to be a hero after all. We have to learn how to be a hero properly! And well, it's like a required course and everything. So of course I am going to take it. Combat and Defense too. I need to like, learn how to fight villains and everything! With my voice! I'm the best singer, I'll be like the most powerful hero and everything there!"

Marie got up and mimed punching and kicking some bad guys to the tune of Eye of the Tiger. She smiled to herself, content.

"Of course, now that I picked those I'm only left with boring stuff. I guess Physical Health is like PE? I want to play soccer here so I guess I should take it. Oh, oh, oh, and if I want to put my japanese writing skills to the test I should take Creative Writing! I can learn to write songs and like start making money off of them and it will be so, so, good!"

Marie looked over her class list with a content smile. And as this story closes she thought, "This is going to be so much fun."

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PS: If anyone wants to hit me up for any of them sweet, sweet study groups for those classes, let me know.

 

[KaiserElectric]

(Brought to you by the dream team of KaiserElectric and JamesCaesar)

The Academy’s main plaza was bustling with all sorts of types of people- it was an international school after all. It was the annual club rush, and every club was set to get as many new members as they could. Each club catered to the massive variety of students, ranging from any sport someone could think of to even several E-Sport clubs. In fact, there was even a K-Pop club. As William looked down from the balcony, he was intimidated by the huge number of people. He thought of himself as a charismatic person, but large groups threw off his mojo.

Making his way down the stairs, he scanned the clubs going past him. He must have wound up in the sports section, because nothing really caught his fancy. Even then, he could only tell based on the equipment around him, as he’d left his glasses in his dorm. This proved to be a problem, as he bumped into someone trying to shortcut between stalls, prompting a choice swear word and an avalanche of papers from both of them. Just his luck.

“Oh god, I’m such a hoser,” she said, crouching down to search through them. “Those were all sorted…”

“Shoot, I’m sorry!” William replied as he crouched as well. “Hoser, huh? Never heard that one before.”

“Force of habit, sorry,” she said before giggling. “Ha, can you tell I’m Canadian?” Flipping over a small stack, she pulled a schedule out of the pile and flipped through it. “Is this yours or mine? I saw Creative Writing on here, but-”

“Ah, it’s mine if it’s got Trig on there, as much as I dislike the class.”, he laughed. “Math is certainly not my strong suit.”

“Oh, this is yours then,” the girl replied, handing it over before collecting a stack of pamphlets and stuffing them under her arm. “I’m not big on math either, didn’t even take it this semester.”

“I take it you’re taking Creative Writing then as well, since you asked?” he inquired, nervously eyeing his schedule.

“I did, it sounded like fun,” the girl said, finally finding a second schedule and giving it a once over. “Hero Ethics, Japanese...yep, here’s mine. Thank goodness, I would have gotten so lost without the classrooms.” Picking up the last few of William’s papers, she offered them to him as she got back to her feet. “My name’s Ellie, by the way. Ellie Couture.”

“William Campbell, nice to meet you!” he said, outstretching his hand.

“Nice to meet you too!” she said, taking it. “So, are you looking at joining one of the sports teams too?”

“I dunno, I’m not really a sports person. What do you play?"

“Well...hockey mostly,” Ellie said with an embarrassed shrug. “But there’s a skiing club here too, so I’m thinking of joining that instead. Just a fair warning, there are a LOT of rules about these sports teams and what you can use powers for.” She pulled out a rather thick booklet of rules and flipped through it to prove her point. “I think half of this stuff applies to me…”

“There’s probably not much good I could do with my power in sports other than getting a ref to change a call, anyways. What is your power? If you don’t mind me asking, that is.”

“Amorphous physiology,” Ellie recited. “To be exact, I’m like that T-1000 from the one movie, only I’m made of purple slime instead of metal.”

“If we’re going with the sci-fi analogies, I’m able to pull off Jedi mind tricks. Although if I’m being honest, it’s not as effective without the rest of a Jedi’s powers backing it up” William said, chuckling.

“Well at least it’s easy to explain,” Ellie said, joining in with her own laugh. “I think my powers are more like Zac from League of Legends, but no one knows who that is so I have to deal with people asking me if I can do the thing with the knife hands.”

“I dunno, I bet you’d get plenty of people here could get the reference. Hey, would you like to come check out some of the other booths?” he asked, slightly nervous.

“Sure, sounds like fun!” Ellie said cheerfully. “Then maybe I can find a folder or something before I drop these again.”

 

[Red_Spy]

Spoiler for fliers being handed out at Welcome Week by Marie :

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Everything is intentional, both the bad editing and misspelling. Don't judge the poor girl too hard, she has -2 INT.

 

[JamesCaesar]

The sun shone sharply into William’s dorm, as he had slept through the morning and into the afternoon. Not that he minded, though, he’d set his alarm for late. BZZZT-BZZZZT, it went. A robotic voice alerted him “It’s one o'clock and time for lunch.” William was quite absent-minded, and thus he had set reminders for mealtimes. Stumbling out of bed, he grabbed his glasses and dragged a comb across his head. Fortunately, he was able to throw on a light jacket to disguise that he was in the same clothes he’d worn yesterday. Within a minute of waking up, he was out the door.

His trip to the cafeteria was a nice quiet one; his thoughts were kept inside his head and the outside world’s were kept outside due to his headphones and a fondness of loud music. However, not even his music could keep the ruckus of the cafeteria out. The normal characters were there- Marie was singing loudly to music in a different language, surrounded by a posse of individuals with an unnatural variety of hair colors. Jaya was tampering with the microwave, either turning it off while other students were using it or cranking it up as hot as it could go, turning most foods into ash.

Waiting in line, William scoped out a place to sit. Everyone in this school was either too outgoing or too strange, leaving himself to be a bit of a loner. He fared well in social situations though, and was able to quickly hit it off with a few people in the school who shared his interests. Making his way up to the register, he paid and turned to get his food when a startling figure appeared uncomfortably close to him.

“Oh Jesus, d-didn’t see you there Nagisa. Sorry about that, have a nice day.” he said alarmed, as he ran into one of the more peculiar characters at the school. One thing he did enjoy about his new accommodations was the food. Being as the school attracted attendees from across the world, their food selection was global as well. Grabbing a few scotch eggs and a shepherd’s pie that reminded him of his homesickness, he looked to see where to sit once more. Spotting a seat next to his acquaintance Johannes, he quickly made his way over.

“How’re you doing, Johannes?” William asked, about to sit down yet halfway into his meal. Johannes’ hands were tightly gripped around a cup of coffee, and his eyes were wide open. Despite this, he didn’t seem to be all quite there, as if something was going on in his head. William didn’t mind this, and quickly ate his lunch before heading out. “See ya later, dude.” he said to Johannes, or rather, in Johannes’ direction.

Leaving the cafeteria, he made his way over to the scheduling center to work out his classes for the semester. On his way over, he spotted a retina-searingly bright poster. Of course, he thought, it was something Marie made. He had thought very briefly about joining her band, but he didn’t have his drums at school. Plus, the music she seemed to be playing was hardly his tastes. Entering the scheduling center, he grabbed a class list and got to work. Scanning over the classes a bunch, he finally decided on the following.

Creative Writing
World History
Physical Health
Trigonometry

“It’s a pity there’s not any music classes here, but I’m here to learn after all.” William thought, turning in his form. Putting his earbuds back in, he zoned off into the world of music as he made his way back to his dorm.

 

[Angst]

 

[Tyo]

Meant to post a reminder yesterday but it slipped my mind. Good to see I got most orders in, but I'll give whoever else needs more time 24 extra hours. I'll start working on the update tonight still, but those people who haven't sent them in has until tomorrow, same time (12:00pm est).

 

[Nuka-sama]

Sen Tzu Schedule

Classes:
-World Literature
-Algebra and Geometry
-Physical Health
-Pre-Calc
-English

Week 1 Schedule
Sleep-56 hours per week
Meditation-110 hours per week
Welcome Week-2 hours
Join an equestrian club
Join a rifle club
Join a fencing club

Week 2-4 Schedule
Sleep-35 hours per week
Classes-19 hours per week
Meditation-30 hours per week
Club activities-25 hours per week
Other fun sports activities 5 hours
Exercising (Training) 10 hours per week)
Studying and homework 30 hours per week
Concert (5 hours)

 

[Nuka-sama]

Sen locked her door and sighed. She had never been around that many people with powers before in her life….she hadn’t ever been around that many peoplle in her life ever. Quite an exhausting feeling. “Note to self” said Sen absentmindedly “Develop anti-crowd measures in event of mass attack, social anxiety”

Still, it wasn’t completely worthless. Grand Peak surprisingly had a few clubs that Sen found herself interested in spite of herself. The fencing club and the rifle club gave her access to weapons and an environment to use them in. Some people might laugh off the need for weapons when they can shoot lightning out of their hands, and the media (anime in particular) treated firearms as effective as paperweights against supers. But Sen knew better than that. The only reason her father was so effective against her grandfather’s goons was his mastery of conventional weaponry. After all, when you’ve trained your entire life dodging blasts of ice or flames, you can be surprised when someone tosses a grenade at you. So yes, rifle and fencing clubs were necessary.

And the equestrian club? Well, Sen liked horses. So fluffy. And so majestic. Who would conquer a kingdom atop a tank if they could do it while riding a horse? It was an aesthetic that pleased her.

Humming to herself, she took out her planner, with its bright pink stationary and cute animals decorating the fringes and smiled as she looked over her schedule.

10 AM: Sign up for club activities
12 PM to 12:15 PM: Lunch
12:15 to 4:15 Meditate
4:15-4:30 Think about ways to kill grandfather
4:30-SKYPE CALL WITH DADDY <3 <3

Sen nodded and smiled. Daddy was still on the run, but he was so, so, so! proud that she was at Grand Peak. Grandfather was too, but Sen wanted to ensure he was dead by graduation so that daddy could come to the ceremony instead. “I'd go to his funeral I suppose, but I would wear pink” mused Sen as she lit her incense candles.

As she settled into her meditation pose, Sen tried emptying her mind.Taking deep, calm breaths, Sen began meditating, but then, when nothing else remained, one thought came to the front of her mind. Do you have to kill grandfather?

Annoyed, Sen spoke softly “Of course I do.”

“Why?”

“Because he will keep hunting daddy for as long as he’s alive”

“Have you tried talking to him?”

“What?”

“Usually, when you have a conflict, first step to resolving said conflict is talking to the person you have an issue with”

“You think I haven’t tried asking grandfather to not kill daddy?”

“If you did it was in a whiny voice that had no power.”

“It was not!”

“Oh? Show me. Show me how you said it! Show me how you’d say it if he were here right now!”

“Grandfather, I must ask you to end your hunt of my father.”

“GrAnDfAtHeR i MuSt AsK yOu To EnD THis hUNt of mY FATher”

“Stop that!”

“StOP THat”

“RAHHHHHHHH”

Sen was breathing heavily, her body shaking as the voice inside her.

“You know killing him is not the solution. It’s not going to keep your father safe. When your grandfather dies, the uncles and auntes are going to keep up the hunt.”

“Then I’ll kill them too”

“And then their children will. And they’ll come after you too, for revenge for their dead parents”

“And then I’ll kill them too”

“Aren’t you at a school for heroes? Is this your attitude coming in? ‘I’m gonna kill everyone’?”

“Yes. I’m at the school I mean. And….no...that’s not what I want”

“No, it’s not.”

“I want to control them though”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“I....I do in some ways, want grandfather dead. He’s a freak, he tortured me and my father, and kept my mom prisoner too. But that...that’s going to make one problem go away. Two more will take its place. I need to control the situation. And the Tzu will not defy me.”

“You’re going to try to just ‘control’ your problems?”

“Why not try, right? It’s better than killing them all.” Sen chuckled “How about instead of ‘control’ though, what if I ‘conquer’ the problems? Sounds less crazy to me; I’d even put it on a motivational poster”

“Not crazy at all. You’ve just been having a conversation with yourself for the past half hour. Hope your roommate didn’t hear any of that.”

“Ahh, right!” Sen blushed as she looked out into the living room. She couldn’t see anyone there, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Settling down once more, Sen breathed out and let her body relax. She couldn’t let doubt beset her or throw off her schedule. What was it her father said?

"Meditation brings wisdom; lack of meditation leaves ignorance.” Sen whispered “Know well what leads you forward and what holds you back."

As she emptied her mind this time, no doubts lingered any longer….

 

[NinjaCow64]

For the most part, the cafeteria was empty since most students had already eaten their dinner. However, rows of table are occupied by dozens of disturbingly identical looking green-haired girls. Still, there are still a bunch of unseated tables and Kelsey took it and quickly downed her food.

Kelsey rubbed her taut belly after she emptied her plate - she felt absolutely satisfied. There's a room for a little more but she doesn't want to overdo it. Besides, she needs to be physically fit for her hero routines. As Kelsey stood and walked to return her dirty plate, she noticed that there's now all but one lone green haired girl dining on her own - the cafeteria felt eerily empty now. Kelsey just shrugged off and went to return her used dish.

Megumi came out of the Analysis Center completely exhausted and quite hungry. Well, to be completely accurate, twenty-four Megumis came out of the Analysis Center completely exhausted and quite hungry. Part of the Analysis involved her making quite a few clones, she hadn't dismissed them yet as she didn't want to experience the fatigue hit. She felt that they were all willing to be dismissed, they were as tired as she was after all. And she was sure that they couldn't get up to too much mischief considering how physically exhausted they all were. Will the Analysis Center help control her powers better? She sincerely hoped so, but it would probably be a few days before they got back to her with the data.

Outside of the Analysis Center was none other than Marie St.Paul, her roommate.

"Ohayo Megumi-cha-" Marie began, but was obviously surprised by the sheer amount of clones there were "Um...Ohayo Megumi-chans?" Marie continued weakly.

"Evening, Marie." The twenty-four Megumis responded simultaneously. After a small amount of confusion, the Megumis decided that the original Megumi should probably speak for them all. Megumi and Marie communicated through a mixture of Japanese and English as neither could speak the other's language completely, while the other twenty-three Megumis followed closely behind.

After a few minutes of talking Marie had communicated, through a mixture of Japanese and English, that while she had missed the normal dinner times she could still get some food and that there was a newcomer. A few gears turned in the most devious part of her brain and a cheeky look appeared in her eyes. As this newcomer was going to be in the cafeteria alone and likely hadn't had a chance to learn about everyone's powers, it was a perfect opportunity for an epic prank. Megumi was a fan of good natured (and usually fairly tame/lame) pranks. Her favourite time was when she assembled a fake moustache from hair clippings and wore it to school. She had of course tried to exploit her powers to prank people before, but well..the less she thinks about that time the better. She was confident that nothing would go as disastrously wrong this time, they were all exhausted and the Analysis Center had helped her build some rapport with the current crop of clones. She excused herself from her conversation with Marie and quickly rallied her clones together to the cafeteria, where they set up.

The cafeteria was empty, aside from the dozens of clones of Megumi and Johannes, who Megumi had decided to give a wide berth. While she felt some sort of comradery with the other students who had trouble controlling their powers, Johannes seemed like the kind of person who would appreciate a wide berth. Suddenly, the door opened and the newcomer walked into the room. The Megumis stared at the newcomer with a creepy glare, but they were also desperately trying to hide rapidly forming grins at the success of the prank. The confused look on the newcomer's face was priceless, an obvious indicator of a successful prank. The newcomer composed herself and gathered some food and found a seat. The newcomer started devouring her meal at an alarming rate, this was a good sign that she was distracted so Megumi quickly dismissed her clones. The exhaustion hit her like a truck, but seeing memories of the newcomer's confusion from twenty four different angles was payment enough. Shortly afterwards the newcomer had finished her meal and looked around, seeing that there was only one Megumi left. After a brief amount of time looking around with a confused look on her face, the newcomer shrugged and left the room. After the newcomer had left, Megumi had a hearty chuckle. That was definitely one of her most amusing pranks that she had done in years! It was well worth the feeling of dragging herself to her bed like a zombie. Collapsing onto the bed after quickly saying goodnight to Marie, Megumi feel asleep with a smile on her face for the first time since she had come to this place.

 

[SouthernKing]

"Pancakes? I'd love that!" she gladly accepted. Kelsey had already ate but she does still a little bit of wiggle room in her stomach for some pancakes.

Jaya was delighted by her roommate's enthusiastic response, she handed Kelsey a plate of pancake.

"Right-o! Hold a sec, let me add my special ingredient." Jaya ran back to the kitchen and grabbed a pan and poured her 'special ingredient' to Kelsey's pancake. What. Kelsey thought as her expression turned from gleeful to a face someone makes when witnessing something beyond reality.

It wasn't maple syrup, honey, or chocolate that Jaya poured. Its a pile of curly noodle tendrils. Kelsey knew it was one of those cheap bulk Indonesian instant noodles that she used to eat on a daily basis back then. Normally she wouldn't mind it, hell, she just mixed diverse ranges of food when she was in the cafeteria - but this mix is simply a blasphemy to her eyes.

Jaya immediately dug into her culinary masterpiece, meanwhile Kelsey sat with mouth agape in utter disbelief. Her roommate glanced at her as she ate, Kelsey doesn't want to ruin such a good start with her roommate so she sucked up and gulped it. The sensation of smooth pancake dough combined with the sticky, slimy, curly, and heavily spiced Indomie mixed with it disgusted her, but she persevered and slowly ate away the remnants. Eating the pancakeand the noodles separately helped a bit.

"Want some more?" Jaya asked as she went back to the kitchen to take more of her art work for herself.

"Nu-no...thanks. I think I'll go to sleep now." Kelsey leaped out of her seat and headed towards her room.

"Alright, good night, Kelsey!" Jaya said as she dug in another plate of her Indomie pancakes.

"G...Guh..good Night, Jaya." Kelsey replied while closing her doors.

Spoiler :

 

[Nuka-sama]

No way Tyo looks THAT attractive

 

[Tyo]

https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000474324019 judge for thyself

i bet you thought this was the update

xd

 

[gay_Aleks]

Name: Yavor Iliev
Gender: Male
Origin: Yavor was born in a rural part of the country - you know, Bulgaria. Like, you know, not that rural that they yell after black people and chant rude things, nor burn crosses in their backyards for fun. But it's a quiet place. People have a certain, limited horizon. In such a realm was Yavor born. One of his favourite hobbies was eating up fantasy books - be it Lord of the Rings or Wheel of Time, he spent much of his time reading. As time passed, he realised he really, really liked Elves. So pretty. But not in a human way - no, in a cold, inhuman way, which Yavor just adored. Pretty ears, too. Who doesn't like pointy ears, anyway?

One day, when he woke up, he looked into the mirror, and saw a sight that terrified him. And for once, it wasn't his face. Well, terrified wouldn't be the correct word. More like...made him feel curious. His ears...they weren't human. They were pointy. Just like in the books! He decided to hide them...but as the minutes passed, he felt different. Stronger. More confident. Just...different. And then, well, he kinda forgot what happened next. It all just faded out. The next day, he found himself in a ditch, and, uh, there were a couple of polite policemen around him, telling him that his family sent them out to look for him. They also told him a bizarre tale about a pointy-eared freak looting candy stores....

Two years passed since that event. Somehow, he managed to hide it. It wasn't easy, and his family got in the way. But he began understanding his powers a little bit better. First, apparently, he acquired the ability to charm people into doing...well. Mostly small-time things. You know, get a vinyl or two for free...Made him wonder what he could do. But also, there was apparently a possibility to change into different forms. Not just a male elf, but...well, he discovered that one morning when he woke up horny and, well, he shapeshifted into a female elf. That was pretty nice. Although he couldn't keep up the shape for long, because, well, it's unfamiliar, ya know. Ahem.

But, all that's good that lasts must eventually end - know the saying? One day, he, well, slipped for far too long. Perhaps his longest transformation. And he learnt an important lesson; the more he stayed in that form, the more, well, residue there was left. In other words, he was stuck with the pointy years for days. And people noticed. They didn't like it, you know, as we mentioned, this is in rural Bulgaria. So they were about to boot him out, when suddenly, a recruiter from Grand Peak appeared! He said he's investigating "weird sightings that didn't make sense", thinking that something's afoot here. Well, of course, Yavor was practically given away to that weirdo, because, well, who wants to keep a strange pointy-eared troublemaker?

Superpower: Has the ability to morph into an elf. Who is stronger, more dextrous and whatnot. Just kinda stupid. He, uh, also doesn't remember some of the details when he turns into an elf.

Also, he looks rather ugly once the transformation ends.

Stats:
Strength: -1
Dexterity: -1
Perception: -1
Intelligence: 2
Charisma: -1
Willpower: 2

Appearance: He's tall. And he has black hair. Also wears glasses. Likes wearing hoodies.

Favorite Activities: listening to music
Favorite Color: blueee.
Favorite Music: progressive rock music because he's annoying like that.
Favorite Sport: volley-goddamned-honest-to-god-ball
Favorite Song: the prog rock epic "Barkus"
Languages: Bulgarian (native), English (learnt), Japanese (pillow, uh, talk)

 

[Tyo]

“Hey! Hey! Hey!”

A moderately built young man slid across the room, inspiring awe from his peers on the sidelines. His opponent, a taller, bulkier man, remained across the ring, looking somewhere between confused and frustrated.

“Sit still will you!?” The larger man turned around and began charging, only to be evaded again, the smaller figure taunting him this time with a pat on the back. The brute slammed into the side of the ring. The students sitting directly above the walls observing the battle ‘ooo’ed.
“Augh!” The larger roared and stomped his foot to the ground, causing the room to shake. The smaller man didn’t seem to mind much.

“You’d have to do better than that to knock Juan down!” The smaller one laughed, addressing himself in the third person.
“Who even talks like that?!” The larger roared once more as he again charged.
“You never learn…” Juan taunted, setting himself to dodge out of the way again. Before any of that, however.

The sound of a whistle blared. An otherwise average looking man with a grey ball for a head stood tall above walls of the ring, looking down and with a metal whistle seeming to be somewhat inside the ball. A voice spoke as the whistle fell to his chest,
“That’s enough.”

“But- I haven’t even-!” The large one started in protest,
“I’ve seen enough. This battle isn’t going to go anywhere,” He began addressing the entire class, “Part of being a Hero is understanding your weaknesses. As we can see, Jordan is entirely unprepared to take on an obstacle such as Juan.”
Jordan’s face adopted a light shade of red, while Juan looked smugly triumphant, “B-but…”
“-Which is why you are here. We will subject you to your weaknesses and you will overcome them.” He seemed to specifically address Jordan now. “This is your starting point. Learn what you can’t do, and strive to do them anyways. That’s what it means to be a Hero. Now… Let’s get another two of you in there.”
The teacher immediately regretted this phrasing as students seemed to jump at that prospect. One of the students somehow got their hands on two bells, and began singing about how she should go next.

Jordan climbed the ladder back to the top of the ring’s wall, a bit less embarrassed. Juan still looked triumphant as ever, feeling as though he had surely proven himself capable.
___

“Juan-kun, you were pretty cool!” an over-excited American-accented voice rang in Juan’s ear as he exited the Combat and Defense class area.
“Well, I aim to impress!” Juan replied, striking a sort of pose that one could assume was supposed to look cool.
The girl, Marie St. Paul, took the bait. “Sugoi!”
“But, uh, who are you?”
“Hedoi, Juan-kun! We had introductions in class just now!”
“Well, you know…” Juan struck another pose. She again took the bait.
“Hey do you play an instrument? You should join my band!”
“No, I don’t really-”

Before Juan could finish, she jammed it into his chest and exclaimed, “Here take this! I totally forgot I’m late for my next class! We’ll talk later, call me! Or come to my room! Wait, don’t, my mom said not to do that! But if you keep it a secret maybe you can! Bye!” She kept talking as she got further, and Juan couldn't get a single word in.

Juan was flustered.
Wasn’t this supposed to be my introduction?
__________

UPDATE JUAN
October 1st, 2096

LAST MONTH’S EVENTS

CRIME IN KOREA - KIDNAPPING AND ROBBERY RAMPANT
The situation in Korea is not improving. Each day, law enforcement and hero agencies get several calls, most of them reporting robbery and kidnapping. Though, the vast majority of these crimes have been thwarted, the criminals in question seeming to be entirely isolated. Even so, law enforcement is struggling to find the cause of this crime uptick.

XERO CONCERT MAKES RECORD SALES
Xero’s concert in Tokyo was a massive success, with visitors around Japan and even abroad stopping by! Xero himself called out a fan to come up and share the stage, an American who seemed to have the ability to create strange pamphlets out of nothing. However, his next journey on the tour being Korea has many afraid about whether Xero still plans to go. No official word on that yet.

TYLER ROMAN HITS TOP 3 RICHEST PEOPLE IN THE WORD
Selling another top company off to Google, Tyler Roman has ascended to almost the richest person in the world. “I’m just getting started.” Mr. Roman said after over 50 years of successful business ventures.

UPCOMING EVENTS
N/A
GO STUDY

Notes

• As before, stats are being sent between today and tomorrow.
• If you didn’t send orders, I assumed you did personal training. If you don’t send orders again, you’ll be delegated to NPCs.
• Some cool NPCs are coming soon, speaking of!

 

[Tyo]

Orders due next Wednesday at 12:00pm EST

 

[DaemonDD]

Name: Hii
Gender: Female
Origin: Japan ( Real Origin Unknown)
Superpower: Bodily Void – A blackness which shapes itself over and over again regardless of Hii’s will. Weak-willed and mentally vulnerable people are put under a lot of stress when near this demonic mold. She can see from different angles because of the eyes, though usually on her front.

Stats:
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 0
Perception: 5
Intelligence: 0
Charisma: -5
Willpower: 0

Spoiler Appearance :

Personality: Hii is a mature and emphatic young girl who is friendly towards all at a first glance. She is curious, well-mannered, and tries to keep a positive outlook on life. She can have a tendency to be stuck in the past, and bases all of her future dreams on seeking out the truth about herself.

She occasionally mumbles in an unknown language and with a deep uncomfortable-sounding voice, though it is unknown whether it comes from her human lips or the void itself.

Background:
What Hii knows from her past is that her adoptive parents found her limp newborn body half-buried in an opening of a forest near their home. They took her in, despite seeing the black scars covering the top of her face, and did all they could to raise her with the love they would give their own children.

Hii knew her adoptive parents mainly through their voices, as she was a blind child. They taught her many things, such as how she is at her strongest if she can manage to get along with others. Cooperation above being self-taught, and questioning the things she did not understand. Like a healthy kid growing up, she followed her parents diligently, although she was sad she’d never be able to see those who she loved so dearly.

Then one day, when she turned 12, she woke up in the midst of the night, and she could see.

A lot.

She could see from her head, which was what she expected, but she could also see from her hand, her stomach, her lower leg… And it changed. She could see around her from so many angles, and quite quickly too, so she couldn’t get used to the new sensations she was having. Panicking, she ran to her parents’ room, as they surely would know what to do.

They woke up, assuring her than everything would be fine, albeit with a slight uncertainty in their tone.

A few nights later, they were found hanging from the ceiling, and Hii was taken into special care.

She is now 13.

Favorite Activities: Socializing, reading books and comics, running, doing group projects.
Favorite Color: Everything but black and red. A special fondness for pink.
Favorite Food: Chicken Liver, Ramen, most fruit.
Favorite Music: Pop and romantic songs.
Favorite Book: ‘Yokai and other Mythological Creatures’
Favorite Movie: Titanic
Languages: Japanese

 

[Nuka-sama]

Tyo do you have confidence problems? You can be the richest guy in your own universe man