Gato Community College. (game thread)

[Athol]

Alicia

"Leave her out of this..."

Alicia glare straight into Ohka's eyes, then spat on the sidewalk as the other girl staggered off. Good fucking riddance. She was so mad she was shaking; she wanted to lash out at something, anything, but she also knew being braced on Sierra was the only thing keeping her upright?she?d never felt so exhausted in her life.

"I... wouldn't try to stop her. If she doesn't come back at some time in the night, then let me know and I?ll go look for her."

"Fuck her..." She growled. "With any luck whoever shot up the school will find her." Even holding onto Sierra, it was getting hard to stand. I just wanna go home...

"Come on Alicia, let her be for now. Worry about yourself for now, Ohka later, after she's had a chance to 'come down'..."

"I'd say I hope she gets hit by a bus, but it probably wouldn't kill her."

"Though whatever we do, can we get to it, my arm already hurts and this isn't helping."

That made her face flush a bit. "Oh...sorry." She said relaxing her grip, though when she did that her legs gave out and she collapsed to her knees, slumping forward a bit. "I'm all right."

[hr]

Isaac

Smiling at Jarrah's boast, he blew the big Aussie a kiss. "Maybe later big boy."

"Shit, I wonder what that's about?"

Hauling himself up, he began to head towards the other group. "I'll go see." Seemingly oblivious to his own nakedness, he made his way over to the group of female schoolmate, who appeared to have been out with their RA, and her boyfriend. Weird, but not my concern. "Miss O'Donnel?" He said, as he got close. "My name is Isaac bin Saud." He said, looking up at the older woman. "Me and my roommates obviously had the same idea as these ladies, and came here for a 'night out' as it were." He added motioning back towards the others. "But thanks to all of this, we are without a ride home.? Pointing out the mangled wreckage of the limo-bus. ?Would we be able to impose ourselves upon you, and share a ride back?"

 

[DotSlash]

Kaylee took a moment to soak all of what Mirabelle had said in. That... was a hell of a lot for these guys to be through in one day. Slowly, the girl would nod and bring out her phone.

 [color=990099] "Alright... Thanks for the update. ...Regardless, that sounds crazy. Let's try and get everyone back, huh?" [/color]

She'd hold the screen up for Mira to read before moving to try and help Alicia up as well. The girl wasn't sure about much of anything at the moment. It seemed like a bad time to have come back.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Sierra pulled Alica back upright a bit and let her lean against her leg, fortunately it was the one the demon hadn't hurt earlier. Birres might have fixed it up but she still wanted to keep the extra load off it for now. "It's fine, I just need to 'flex' a little in the fight with that demon." she said, rolling shoulder and wrist as a naked man walked up to them, introduced him self and asked for a ride back to the dorms with them.

"Dude, clothes"

 

[Sithmorack]

Jack

Jack was less than impressed with Isaac's idea to ask for a ride when he was basically nude. He quickly walked up beside Isaac and used some of the shadows to create some makeshift boxers on Isaac. "Next time, put on some clothes. I know you don't really care for proper clothing, neither do I for that matter, but people tend to get embarrassed by nudity." He turned towards the group of females and said. "I apologize for my friends nude introduction. I'm Jack and the mountain of a man over there is Jarrah. As Isaac here said we need a ride, would you mind if we went with you?"

 

[Outcast107]

Tomas follows the rest of the guys as they made their way to the girls. Wondering why Issac is asking about a ride while he is nude, but just accpeteds it as something he would do. Shaking his head as Jack introduce everyone but not himself. "Thanks Jack..." He said in a mono type tone. Though he really didn't care, he still wanted to cause a bit of panic with the shadow being.

"Also another question. What shall happen to us, since we did get in a fight with some cultist. Anything at all?"

 

[figment of mind]

"Alright... Thanks for the update. ...Regardless, that sounds crazy. Let's try and get everyone back, huh?"

"Your welcome. Yeah, it's been a crazy day." Mira responded, especially now that a fully nude guy just came up and asked for a ride. "Hopefully everything will smooth over once we all get some rest...or at least, everyone will be less pent up and worn down by today's events.", she added, just as Issac's friend came over.

"I apologize for my friends nude introduction. I'm Jack and the mountain of a man over there is Jarrah. As Isaac here said we need a ride, would you mind if we went with you?"

Mirabelle would have rather have kept her mouth shut, especially since she had no idea if their ride was alright or not (plus, it was the guy who she was avoiding who asked it), but something he said caught her attention. "Uh...oh. Oh! So you're the friends Jarrah was talking about." She wondered how crazy their day had been, especially since there had to be a reason that one of them was nude...well, at least she knew part of how the dragon man's day went. Speaking of...

"Also another question. What shall happen to us, since we did get in a fight with some cultist. Anything at all?"

"Oh, that reminds me, thank you for your help in that." She said, before looking towards Birres and Miss O'Donnell, interested in the answer to his question. Even if she was safe due to being told by Miss O'Donnell to fight, she'd rather not see him get in trouble just for helping.

 

[Athol]

Alicia

Finding herself pulled back upright, and propped against Sierra leg, Alicia looked about, first spotting Kaylee; whose arrival she?d missed. "Oh hey, your back." She said, giving the mute girl a tired smile. The next thing she spotted was a short, brown man who was buck naked, and not trying to hide anything. "Well look at that." She chuckled, as she spied Isaac's junk. "It's like a toy version of a real penis."

[hr]

Isaac

"Dude, clothes."

"Prude." Isaac shot back to the tall daemon looking woman, sticking his tongue out as he did. Funny, last time I saw her she looked significantly more human...still a FANTASTIC rack though.

"Oh hey. It?s like a toy version of a real penis."

Reflexively, that made him cover himself with his hands. "Now THAT was unkind." He chuckled to the Asian looking girl propped against the daemon's leg. "I'll have you kno-." HE got no further before Jack cut him off.

"Next time, put on some clothes. I know you don't really care for proper clothing, neither do I for that matter, but people tend to get embarrassed by nudity."

Suddenly finding himself 'clothed' with shadow was a unique experience to say the least. Raising an eyebrow, he then proceeded to flip Jack off. "And just where would I have found some?" He said, indicating to the trashed and burning scene. "I'm not about the strip a body just for some pants." As Tomas approached, he gave him a small nod as Tomas raised a good point. "I think our fate entirely depends on whether or not we are all still here once the local police arrive, and I for one would rather not be."

 

[DotSlash]

As she noted Alicia noticing her, Kaylee would simply nod and smile. Lazily, she'd look toward Issac before simply blinking twice and making use of her forefinger and thumb to try and give an accurate measurement of what she was seeing. An inch...? Less maybe...? Once he covered up, she'd go back to focusing on keeping Alicia up. She'd just give Mirabelle a nod in response as well. She'd have to wait for the full story once they got back to the dorms.

 

[Lunar Templar]

"Prude."

"So says the guy who's been practically drooling at my chest since he got here." Sierra shot back, annoyed by this man "and Mom wonders why I like baggy clothing ...." She wanted to turn away from him to deniegh him the view, but with Alicia there she really couldn't, so she used her wings to obscure his view of her.

 

[Knife-28]

Slowly, Jarrah lumbered over to where everyone was gathering, still a little groggy after the finisher he preformed on the twelve odd foot demon. For some reason, in the midst of all this death and destruction, the topic of conversation had settled firmly on Isaac's genitalia, a fact that made Jarrah acutely aware of the fact his own pants were beyond repair, and the only thing that stopped any attention being drawn to his own meat and two veg was his generous covering of red fur.

Not wanting to get drawn into the group's current conversation, he sided up to Mirabelle and tapped the now comparitively smaller redhead on the shoulder. "So, from the looks of it all your friends made it out ok."

 

[figment of mind]

"So, from the looks of it all your friends made it out ok."

Looking up from Tomas, Mirabelle was a bit surprised that Jarrah had moved over to her so quickly. In fact, she was more surprised at that than she was of his new (to her) form, mostly due to the nature of the school they went too...plus, if he retained even a small portion of the strength she guessed he had currently, it certaintly would explain how he was able to drag her to the ground in the club.

"Well, for a given definition of okay, what with the girl that's either being possessed or corrupted by some unknown power due to a big ball of blood, the girl who's insistent insistent on yelling and getting angry at said girl who's mind is at the least being subtly influenced by said power, and the various injuries and stress from today. But yeah, physically we're alright." She responded, letting a bit of the exasperation and concern over the situation seep out in her voice. Moving on from that, she continued, "Anyways, i see you're ok. Did you guys have any trouble with the cultists on your end?"

 

[Knife-28]

"Well, for a given definition of okay, what with the girl that's either being possessed or corrupted by some unknown power due to a big ball of blood, the girl who's insistent insistent on yelling and getting angry at said girl who's mind is at the least being subtly influenced by said power, and the various injuries and stress from today. But yeah, physically we're alright."

"Oh..." Mirabelle's statement left Jarrah at a loss for words, which was convenient, as she kept talking anyway.

"Anyways, I see you're ok. Did you guys have any trouble with the cultists on your end?"

Jarrah 'humphs' and shakes his head. "I wish we had trouble with cultists. No, we had to deal with that giant rampaging hell beast." He said, waving an arm towards the corpse of said giant rampaging hell beast.

"It knocked us around a bit, but we managed to hold our own and take it down alright."

 

[Lunar Templar]

Spoiler: OOC Notice

for anybody not in the Skype group still in this, I will be taking over GM duty's from MC Pop due to posting related issues. If you wanna leave that's understandable, if you wanna stay awesome, I'll try not to suck as a GM.

Sierra looked around a bit, pervy as that naked guy was, he had a point, they needed to leave. "Mirabelle, what you mind holding Alicia for a minute?" she asked, once Mirabelle complied Sierra took off to look around for suitable transport for the lot of them. The first place she looked was a parking garage that looked like it escaped the fight unscathed.

"Why can't anyone in this country drive a real fucking car ..." Sierra grumbled as she looked over all the Japaneses made cars that where to small for the group on the whole, let alone just the girls. After a few more minutes of searching though she finally found some thing that would ferry them back to the school. Granted, it'd be a bit tight, but they'd fit, and give there was nothing else there that looked like it could hold all of them, she started looking for keys. Which she found under the front fender.

A few minutes latter a pearl white Escalade rolled up to the group, Sierra rolling down the drives window as she pulled up. The group piled in, and the headed back to the school, with Ms O giving Sierra a short talking to about car theft, though nether of them really had it in them argue about it.

Three Days Later

The days following held several inquiry's into the battle between the students and the blood mages, with all the students being cleared of any wrong, and the Escalade was returned with minimal issue. Unfortunately for some this was a bit of a breaking point. The attack on the school and the attack from the cultist causes some students to leave, Alicia left practically the next day, despite her friends asking her to stay. Apparently what happened with Ohka really pissed her off and she just needed to not be there, while others left due to safety concerns, sorta, like Issac. Issac would have stay were it not for the 'insistence' of his family to return to 'safer grounds', though he made it sound more like some kind of thinly veiled threat.

For those that stayed the routine of classes and dorm life continued, all be it with more tension in the air then before.

 

[figment of mind]

"I wish we had trouble with cultists. No, we had to deal with that giant rampaging hell beast. It knocked us around a bit, but we managed to hold our own and take it down alright."

Pausing for a moment and feeling embarrassed for not thinking of the possibility that Jarrah and his friends had their own problems, Mira eventually uttered out, "Oh...well, at least you made it through relatively unharmed," as Sierra pulled up in her newly acquired Escalade. Helping Alicia in, she took one last look around, hoping that Ohka had changed her mind and come back. Alas, it wasn't meant to be so, still a bit depressed, she hopped into the car ready to head home.

bThree Days Later...

The past few days had been pretty stressful, as if in opposition of what she had hoped for, what with one of her friends leaving now along with the now ever present tension. Still, she tried to not let it keep her down too much, trying to at least push some of it out of her mind by focusing on a alchemical recipe she had recently learned how to understand in her father's journal.

From what she could tell, she guessed that it was a recipe for a liquid that could strengthen metals when they were dipped in. Unfortunately, she didn't have every material needed but she did substitute whenever she could. That would make it work out...right?

And so she stood in the kitchen, boiling the mixture in a pot, due to the understanding that it (probably) didn't release a noxious gas and could be cooked on the stove (as that's how her father did it), trying to gauge when it was nearing completion. Unfortunately, when it reached boiling suddenly the mixture decided to boil over, forcing Mirabelle to take it of the burner and turn it of for a moment. So she held the pot in the air for a moment, the bottom of it sagging from the weight of the liquid...

"Wait, what?!", she said, staring at the pot's bottom, pretty sure of herself that metal didn't bend and sag like rubber. She moved over to the sink and poured it out, hoping that it was just because the liquid was still in the pot, before trying to rinse it with water. Unfortunately, there was no such luck for her as the bottom half of the pot remained rubbery no matter how much she rinsed it.

Leaving it on the counter, she stared at it for a few moments, trying to figure out what she would tell the others...before giving up since she couldn't come up with anything that would believably explain what happened besides the truth. Still, it would be just a waste to let the pot sit there and not test how much it could stretch or if it could be cut in this state...so she got up and started testing what her little mistake had done.

 

[Outcast107]

Three days later

Tomas sat with the others on the couch in deep thought. Thinking about how things quickly changed within a short amount of days. Sort of glad he didn't have to deal with the almost non-stop flirting with Issac. Though he still consider him a friend and would be missed. "So...any news about any cultist attack? or other strange news?"

Tomas himself been looking into a few things. Knowing full well they probably haven't heard the last of this cultist. Though hardly anything came up in his search. For now he would have to continue his school work and wait until something comes up.

 

[Sithmorack]

Jack had somehow missed that the two other beings standing so close to them. He was usually more on top of his game than that. He shrugged and shook it off as he was still a bit distracted from their last battle.

"And just where would I have found some? I'm not about the strip a body just for some pants."

Personally Jack wasn?t above taking whatever he needed off of dead bodies. He did however understand that Isaac was never going to do that, he was ?above? it so to speak. ?Not like the need it anymore.? Jack said in a matter of fact tone while looking directly at Isaac. He realized then that he was trying to get a rise out of the shape shifter and he wasn?t a hundred percent certain if he knew why. Sure he enjoyed messing with Isaac but this was pushing it a bit.

Jack tuned most of the others out after he started talking to Isaac but managed to see Jarrah talking to the read haired ?girl? from before. He still didn?t trust said girl but for Jarrah?s sake he?d endure. She still gave off that certain energy that he just couldn?t quite understand.

Three days later.

Isaac leaving had irked the shadow being for some reason. It was even beginning to impact his mood, turning most of his conversations with others into a one or two sentenced talk before leaving. He had noticed some of the students approaching him the previous days to ask questions but a mile long stare that promised pain without end usually sent them away. He had stayed far away from Tomas and had only really spoken to Jarrah on a few occasions. Jack noticed the tension in the air but he just didn?t care for it. He had already learned an abundance of what he had come for since he had been there. A little danger wasn?t going to scare him away. Did he really care that much that Isaac had left? He sighed to himself while sitting on a armchair in the room but was broken out of his train of thought by Tomas saying.

"So...any news about any cultist attack? or other strange news?"

Jack didn?t really like Tomas to be honest and his foul mood only wanted him to lash out at the hybrid more. He calmed himself however after closing his eyes. He was better than that and was committed to keeping his cool. ?No, I haven?t seen or even sensed anything strange as of yet.? Jack replied in a neutral tone.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Sierra had spent the days after the battle with the demon and blood mages just going through the motions, class, training, fiddling with enchantments. Mostly as a way to deal wit Alicia leaving, which hit her surprisingly hard, not that she showed it much.

Right now though, she was sitting on the couch, going over some equations for her enchantment classes, when she'd heard Mirabelle's 'Wait What?' and perked up a little to see what was going on. "Whats up?" Sierra asked from her seated position. "Something wrong? You need help?" she added as three knocks on the door interrupted them.



Boy's Dorm, room 666

A male figure approached the room and knocked sharply on the door three times before standing and waiting for a reply

 

[Sithmorack]

Jack

Whatever Tomas?s reply was going to be, it was cut off as Jack?s head quickly snapped up as he looked at the door. How did he not sense him? This was the second time this had happened and it alarmed him a bit. He brushed the thought to the side as he got up. He made his way to the door and quickly opened it with a visible scowl on his face. ?What do you want?? Was the curt question Jack asked as he started staring the man down without realizing it.

 

[figment of mind]

"Whats up? Something wrong? You need help?"

"Uh...no, i think." Mirabelle said, taking a spoon and poking the bottom of the pot, watching it quiver like jelly. Stepping it up, she grabbed a sharp knife and started poking it, seeing if it could peirce the new quivering metal. When no holes opened up, the pot stretching to accommodate the stabs before returning to it's natural form, she stepped it up, pushing the knife into the pot to see how far it's bottom could stretch. It got a good foot and a half before it stopped stretching, refusing to go further, so she pulled the knife out, letting the pot return to normal shape. She really didn't know how it happened (actually she did, having been there and all but she didn't know which ingredients caused this) but it was interesting...of course, now they needed a new pot...and a new knife, since it bent under the pressure.

"Um...we may have to get a new small pot...actually, i'd recommend it."

Hearing someone knocking on the door again, she looked over to Sierra and said, "...I guess someone should get the door." Putting the pot down she headed for the door...before having to turn on her heels as the pot bounced and wobbled off the counter, landing on the floor. Once it was back on the counter, she headed for the door and opened it, saying, "I'm sorry, i got caught up with something. Moving on, Yes?"

 

[Knife-28]

For Jarrah, the normal routine of school continuing as if nothing had ever happened threw him, as did Issac's departure. Issac wasn't the only one either, in the following days Gato's halls felt much emptier, the air heavier, and it was as if a grey cloud hung over the school despite the sunny weather.

It was two days after the attack that Jarrah was approached in gym by two students in blue and black uniforms, with the a shining, silver badge of a hammer on their shoulders. "Jarrah Walker?" The shorter of the pair asked.

"That's my name, don't wear it out." He replied, delivering a particularly vicious final kick to the training dummy infront of him before turning to the pair. "Can I help you blokes?"

"You're a strong person Jarrah, and not just physically." The one that had spoken before started, "We understand that you have endured more hardship than many of the students here over the last few days."

'Not as much as some...' Jarrah thought bitterly as the second person started talking.

"We would like to formally invite you into the ranks of Mjölnir. We're a group of students that help students and when necessary break up fights and keep order. In times of crisis we also help defend the school."

Jarrah remained silent as he considered the senior's offer. Normally, it would be a humbling offer, but one looming red flag overshadowed any part of him that considered accepting the offer.

"Look, no offence but I saw... hell everyone saw what happened to you guys a few days ago. I appreciate the offer but I don't feel like being meat for the grinder." With that Jarrah started walking towards the dorms to shower and change for his next class. The sound of footsteps following his own told him that the pair of Mjölnir members wouldn't drop the issue, and with a sigh he stopped to tell them to get lost.

Before he could open his mouth however, the smaller one cut him off. "We realise your apprehension, but there is another reason we have asked you to join our ranks."

"You have no magical ability of your own. You, and other students like you are our only hope of defending this school if it is targeted again. Please, we need students like yourself."

Three Days After the Cultist Attack.

Jarrah grumbled quietly as he pulled the slightly too small blazer over his shoulders. Although it was the biggest size available, Jarrah's frame was anything but ordinary, and until his custom ordered uniform (gracefully paid for by Mjölnir) arrived, it was the best he could do.

With his uniform on, he walked out of his room and into dorm's living room, where Jack and Tomas were having the first conversation Jarrah had seen them having together in days.

"So...any news about any cultist attack? or other strange news?"

"No, I haven't seen or even sensed anything strange as of yet."

"I haven't heard anything from Mjölnir either. They seem to be keeping their hea-."

A knock at the door interrupted Jarrah, and before he could continue Jack got up and answered it.