BIRD. GIRL. BIRD. GIRL. BIRD. GIRL." Fanboying was at an all-time high throughout the showcasing of every student and their respective abilities. If it wasn't obvious enough, the match to those quirky powder keg had him thoroughly captivated. That by no means meant that those who followed were gauged in any lower worth. In all actuality, it was hard for Ender to choose any favorites from the pool of students that preceded him. Following Tori was the gender-bended reincarnation of Toph from Avatar the Last Airbender, Lazarus, who nonchalantly transgressed the gap at a brisk pace. The blond chatterbox who sewed quips with every utterance, Kaito, topped both of their scores and followed up his victory with his self-proclaimed quirk Point-to-Point.
"Huwaaaaaa, that's a pretty good name. Surprised nobody a generic protag whose hand is imbued with an ancient evil or dark arts has yet to make an appearance. Would totally call 'em 'Pathos'" After a quick character analysis, Ender digested Kaito's demeanor and translated them into stats, jargon more easily understood... by Ender alone most likely,
"Doesn't seem like he has that many points devoted to ATK and DEF. Hm, definitely splurged on SPD...maybe placed on or two in CRIT?" Needless to say, Kaito and those that preceded him had graduated from the tertiary character level, as the world's mangaka had decided to pen down their facial features.
Whether the remainder of his fellow students would achieve such an echelon remained to be seen. His vision locked onto the next contender. A spectacled girl who sported a whimsical smile and an air mostly composed of confidence. Mostly. Though that grin gave off the vibe that it would be more than apt to rub salt into an open wound if given the chance. Wait. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaait a sec.
"Those hands look oddly familiar..." The boy murmured as his eyes cascaded down to the girl's thin, yet slightly calloused hands, war scars from countless efforts with craftsmanshi- OH! ROBOT. Well, perhaps Meg would have been thankful had she known that Ender was solely focused on her hands throughout her trial, since she had only managed to leap a collective meter. The boy still internally applauded his classmate and gave her brownie points for the attempt,
"Room for improvement equals character development, which equals magnification of secondary into primary, which equals long-term involvement, which equals graduation from tropes!"Just a quick reminder, Ender is by no means a scholar, especially in the field of mathematics. Except when it came to joules...
and Romance Points in VNs.
Next up was a total normi-
modern girl. Ender could already tell Hana had a dark backstory in which a pigeon dropped its personal bomb on her very first mudcake, which she filled with all of her heart and soul. From there, a vendetta with all avians began to brew and culminate into a one-sided hatred of all winged kind! Even including emus, and they don't even fly! That was obviously the logical conclusion that perfectly sensible people would make. Obviously. Ender's locks relaxed after being blown by Hana's skyward trot. He saluted the brave soul. The bird, that is. He kept his gaze focused on the Tokyo city sky even as his classmate barreled back to Earth. The skybox of light blue accentuated by faint impression of bright hues seemed awfully foreign, distant even. But then the far off sky blessed the mortals below with a gift, or rather, ejected it back to solid ground. The girl landed with a resounding thud, which Ender could've sworn made the ground shake. She proceeded to calmly make an attempt and took her place on the opposing side of the strip.
Alright, next up was-
"There it is!" The gnawing sensation that had been lingering at the back of his head was confirmed within a millisecond. One moment the guy with the pronounced German accent took to the trial, the next only tribulations followed. Ender originally wrote off the facilitation of electricity throughout his classmate's body as a big lunch in the midst of being broken down and processed into energy, but in all actuality it was his natural state. Only now were things truly on the fritz. Time slowed down as the blue-haired boy's senses went into overdrive, completely encompassed by the magnitude of the abrupt spike in electricity. The music blasting through his headphones changed as quickly as the situation before him, nearly drowned out by his quirk's readings. While a fair portion of the class had crossed the sandy boundary into safety, a number still remainder in harm's way.
This was what being a hero was all about. Operating in a formerly tranquil setting. What was originally a preliminary exercise to gauge one subset of physical aptitude quickly turned into a volatile hazard. It was time for Ender to act.
Strands of electricity that should have aimlessly lashed out at students suddenly whirled around in the same direction. More like they were
willed. Ender held forward in his hand a spherical object with a glassy cerulean equator. The beams of electricity bent and contorted in tandem to the boy's control, crisply coalescing into one amplified stream. He reeled back his hand just as the electricity collided with the orb. The metallic sphere proceeded to engulf the bout of energy, signified by the gradual illumination of the blue center.
"Containment: Check" With the orb still levitated Ender took a short leap back and extended his hand again, now with only his pointer finger and thumb sticking out.
"Have to launch it upwards, otherwise the discharge could take down the whole grid." With that mental note made Ender adjusted the axis of his arm towards the vacant air with the energized orb in tow. He hairs on the back of his neck had gone rigid. It was invigorating, really.
"Angle: Check." He brought the orb back, as if it was loaded in an invisible slingshot,
"Distance: Check." His little contraption wouldn't hold much longer, after all, it was just a little ball designed to store much lower amounts of voltage.
"Designation: Railgun. Fire."From a distance, it only appeared to be a brief glint of light. Two minutes later, the class had a prepubescent man child to deal with.
(Gonna edit in his attempt + why he called it railgun after some food. Don't worry, no electromagnetism. Just Ender being a weeb.)
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