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@KoL@TheWindel

So... I'm thinking Striker with the ability to transfer the pain he feels from an attack to the enemy that delivered it, on the condition that his body still takes the damage. Would that be acceptable, or should I try to think of something else?

Ineractions: Jenny Kami (@LemonZest1337), Fellicia Kuntz (@Foster), Assistant Ray (@ShwiggityShwah), Queen Rose & Frens* (@Lady Selune)



"Oooohhhh, so your tail's the problem!" Cahreli gleefully suggested, "I'm sure there's something we can use to take care of that!"

Truth be told, Cahreli was pleasantly surprised at how easy of a picking the giantess proved to be thus far. Her response to Cahreli's confrontation wasn't all that assertive. It couldn't even be considered defensive. All the girl really did was splutter out an apology and a bullshit excuse for her lapse of awareness... which it was bullshit. Last time Cahreli checked, they weren't exactly on an icy surface. Or an oily one. Or even something as comical as one giant banana peel.

In any case, Cahreli was quite happy to leaving that as the possible looming threat that it sounded like. Just as she turned to leave, however, her compound eyes had just caught vision of a cat-like being making a move to attack her, which enabled her to react just in time to dodge the incoming volley of quills coming her way. Cahreli turned back to face her attacker... only to make a mockery of her voice.

"Nyyaah, it didn't even hit your table; nyyaah, apparently you're so arrogant that you shouldn't care about a table being smacked around just because it wasn't yours; nyyaah, of course I'd think that cause I'm a ditzy dumbass broad-cat with milk for brains; nnyyyaaahh!" well, one would have to question the lack of maturity that Cahreli presented, not to mention the insolent brashness, but in any case... "All of that is what you sound like! It's a good thing you're such a hack, too. Cause otherwise you could've REALLY HURT ME!!"

The tantrum that she pretend to have may have been a facade, but Cahreli was more annoyed over the fact that cat-person attracted all the attention earlier. Some bee-girls flew over to try and cheer the giantess up, and even a slime-girl had rushed to diffuse the situation before it got any more out of hand than it already was. That slime girl looked familiar to Cahreli somehow. Wasn't she Dr. Osborne's main assistant? How the hell did she get dragged into this mess of all people? Cahreli needed to say something, so...

"Well, it always starts with a couple of tables, innit?" she told the assistant, "Then all of a sudden one of those tables smacks someone on the head, then they both do, then the people get hit bad enough to fall into comas and then... there's a reason people still get arrested for manslaughter, is what I'm trying to say."

Cahreli used her compound eyes to check on the cat-person. No doubt she'd be fuming over everything the Arachne had said, but it was entirely possible that she bailed out of fear of getting an earful... unlike Cahreli, who reveled in the attention she got no matter how good or bad. Confident that the cat-person wouldn't try anything either way, Cahreli continued speaking.

"Oh, and it may not have sounded like it, but for the record, I was calm this whole time. The only reason I may have been shouting is because..." she turned to face the giantess mid-sentence, if only to prove a point "...it is customary to ensure the person that you're trying to talk to can actually hear you!"



While all the future students were convening on how they did as individuals, everyone that was playing the part of the villain had their own discussion with each other. Understandably, The Dragon was a little late to the party and, contrary to her usual self, showed a great deal of sadness in her face. She curled up into a ball on her seat and kept her eyes low to the ground.

“So what’s the story?” asked The Shadow, being the first to express concern.

“Well… Tetsumi-kun seemed to be OK from what I could see, but the medics insisted that we give him more time to recover,” The Dragon rose her head to make eye contact with The Shadow, but lowered it back again when she was finished with her explanation, “Guess a face-to-face apology is out of the question for today...”

Everyone had a moment of silence. The Beast admittedly had the head start in that department, not having actually said anything since The Dragon arrived. The Mastermind’s smile vanished, a rare sight as that was of him, as he took in the gravity of the situation. The Shadow simply nodded in acknowledgement, having been all too familiar with these types of scenarios. Even The Ruler felt obligated to pay her respects to her comrade of the fairer sex. Suddenly, however…

“Cheer up, Tanifuji; we all make mistakes from time to time,” The Mastermind’s annoyingly sparkling smile returned in the most unexpected of fashions as he said this, “In fact, we were still discussing how exactly we were meant to get the students home again considering the bus is now officially totalled. ”

“We did agree that the repairs were to come out of Goudo’s pocket, though,” The Ruler snarkily added.

“Correction; only for the panelbeating; it’d be highly unrealistic to assume a teacher’s salary would be enough to pay for a new engine,” The Shadow felt obligated to mention, to which The Ruler rolled her eyes in dismissal, “In any case, that’s beside the point. We should be focusing on how the students had performed as a whole...”

The Beast continued to remain silent for much of the meeting, as did The Dragon. As he looked slightly over to his left, he noticed that the proctor was visible on the outskirts of his peripheral vision, compiling all sorts of data on her laptop which had kept her preoccupied from participating too heavily in the meeting. It was at this point that The Beast finally broke his own silence.

“That reminds me,” he stated, turning to face the child-like proctor, “Go ahead and give those three the points they’d have gotten from me, if you don’t mind.”

“Are you sure about that, Itagaki?” the proctor asked for clarification.

“If it’ll stop a certain one of them from bitching at us later down the road...” The Beast grumbled through gritted teeth.

Nodding in acknowledgment, the proctor simply got back to what she was doing, while most everyone else were still going over a few things of their own.

“Alright, I have enough here to work with,” she said, “I’ll let the students know what will happen.”







Three days had passed since the exam had been held, and still there was no word on whether Umi had passed. The thought of her failing despite her best efforts… it was enough to prevent her from getting a decent night’s sleep. She got out of bed and washed herself up, and was just about to sit down to eat breakfast when she noticed her mother, Suguro Mako, with a handful of envelopes. Mako was reading one in particular that was meant for Umi, which had detailed the results on the examination at Jigokuraku Academy… and seemingly with high regards.

“Oh wow, this makes it look as though you aced the exam,” Mako said as she noted Umi’s arrival, before, no longer able to contain her excitement, rushing to wrap herself around the poor girl and squeezing her tightly in her chest, “I’m so proud of you, UmmmiiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIII!!”

“M-mom!” Umi tried desperately to pry her head away from Mako’s breasts as she exclaimed, her face red in embarrassment as they made contact with the side of it, but the way her mother held her wouldn’t allow such a thing to be possible.

“C’mon now, don’t be such a prude,” Mako ruffled Umi’s hair with her free hand as she said this, only just now realizing the time after the slightest of glances on her watch, “Let’s get you ready. Don’t want you to be late on the first day, now, do we?”

With that, Mako let go and moved to fix Umi’s lunch for the day, whereas Umi herself finally got to sit down and pour her bowl of cereal. She glazed over the letter that was addressed to her specifically.

‘Suguro Umi

The bravery and fortitude that you showed during the examination are exactly what we’re looking for in an aspiring hero. We’ve had to make a myriad of difficult choices during our selection process over the years, but the decision to accept you was arguably the easiest decision that we’ve ever had the fortune of being presented. You should take great pride in your accomplishments.

Please make your way to the school hall at precisely 8:00am. Your fellow students and teachers will be awaiting your arrival.’


'How could they say that about me?' Umi worried over, unsure whether to be grateful or dismayed.

She also had to wonder how the proctor was able to gather enough information to make the executive decisions necessary, despite the fact that the exam was called off early. In any case, it wasn’t worth thinking about now that Umi had no-one to go over the facts with. She’d have to wait for the inevitable rendezvous with all the other participants of the exam...


Tentative interest is tentative. I'm a bit too busy trying to make important posts elsewhere at the mo, but I'll start working on a char by tonight.

Ineractions: Jenny Kami (@LemonZest1337)



In one corner of the mess hall, a lone Arachne sat and nibbled away at her chow while everyone else was doing whatever they would. No-one else had decided to sit with her, which was unsurprising since seating oneself anywhere near her vicinity would mean inevitably being involved in or targeted by her usual antics, whether one was in the mood or otherwise. Boredom was all that kept the Arachne company...

Come to think of it, Cahreli Neseta wasn't even all that hungry any more. She'd already flogged most of the food items that caught her eye from other people's plates while they weren't watching. And of course her eyes were bigger than her stomach, so she'd probably wind up stockpiling a lot of what she'd picked up for when her appetite would return to her in the weirdest of times. Either that, or it'd go completely to waste, at which point she'd have to throw it out. In any case, Cahreli continued to nibble away at her chow until suddenly...

CRASH!

BANG!

"...the hell?" Cahreli wondered what all that commotion was about, so she got up off her seat to check it out. It turned out that someone the size of an entire mech had clumsily bowled over most of the tables just to get to the other side of the mess hall. For once, someone else would be held accountable for making a mess in the mess hall... and Cahreli wasn't sure how she felt about that.

Feeling especially brave for someone who could be swatted away just as easily, Cahreli strolled up and confronted the giantess. She considered climbing all the way up to the shoulder, but that may not have been a necessary expenditure of energy. She'd have to see...

"Good grief! If I wanted a mess around here, I'd have made it myself!" Cahreli exclaimed, "The hell's wrong with you?!"



Continuing to monitor the field, the proctor gave a huge sigh. She had a feeling that The Dragon wouldn't want to have this conversation, but it needed to be done. She continued to observe from a distance when suddenly...

"Perhaps it'd be better if we put the examination on hold; at least for the moment if nothing else," The Shadow's voice called from behind the child proctor, which was enough to catch her by surprise.

"Uranishi?! I could've sworn you were...!" she exclaimed as she scrambled to backtrack to where The Shadow was supposed to be stationed, only to find that he wasn't anywhere to be found... much to her lack of amusement, "You knew where all the cameras were, didn't you?"

"Of course; I know this whole area like the back of my hand," The Shadow replied.

"Yeah, I bet," with that, the proctor looked at her stopwatch. There was about a minute left to go, which it would be a shame to let go to waste. After all, everyone else seemed to be having so much fun. Well... assuming the word "fun" would be the correct word to apply.

"In any case, you might be right," the proctor said, "Those injuries that Tanifuji inflicted are worth looking into as soon as possible, and I'm sure that the medical team would appreciate not being slowed down by the act of having to maneuver through all this chaos. Although this'll mean you won't be able to test Yomodachi's abilities like you wanted..."

"Yes, that would be a shame," The Shadow mused to himself, "Still, there's always another time,"

Nodding in acknowledgment, the proctor proceeded in making the necessary announcement.



Interactions: Dogorasu Goro (@Lugubrious)



In a last ditch effort to free herself from the manhole, Umi fired a blast of the murky water that she absorbed straight at the dummy she and the light-headed student saw entangled in the power lines. With that final shot, her body had shrunken just enough to allow for her freedom from the entrapment, painful scraping of her hip bones aside. Cockroaches had been rummaging around her legs while she was stuck, but they all scurried away again the second that light broke upon them. Her whole body wanted to collapse on the spot, but as much of a nervous wreck she looked to be on the surface, she forced herself on her feet.

"L-let's just get g-going," said Umi, as she collected the pieces of her costume, as well as one of the child-sized dummies, "I d-don't want to sl-slow you down, uh... N-not any more th-than I already h-h-have..."

She left her partner to take the other child-sized dummy and the adult-sized one that she'd pulled out from the sewer, since she couldn't carry any more. But before either one of them could get the one that was previously entangled in the power lines...

"Everyone, please stop what you're doing and return to Zone 2; we're calling the examination off early," that announcement had to be from the proctor, "Any dummies that you bring back with you may still be counted towards your score, unless you've deviated in order to retrieve them. Also, one of our participants is being treated by our medical team as we speak. If any of you have sustained injuries or the like during the course of the exam, now would be the time to see them."

...

Umi's thoughts immediately went to the dark-skinned girl that she saw earlier, on her way to deliver the first dummy that she had in hand. She could only imagine the suffering that the girl would've had to endure.
One spooder coming up

Hmm, monster girls that get to pilot mechs... Seems legit.

I don't want to overcrowd the RP, but it'd be nice if you could have me.

Interactions: Tetsumi Shiki (@Animal), Haruto Kaito* (@Zelosse), Inyouji Hikari* (@Sho Minazuki), Orimura Houki* (@TheWindel)



The Dragon continued to pursue Shiki as he was soaring helplessly in the air, only to grind to a halt as he slammed into a mailbox, the impact of which was enough to render him unconsciousness. Realizing that he was made of even less stern stuff than she thought, The Dragon could only bite her lip in concern, knowing damn well that it could easily result in the proctor giving her an earful. Even worse, it turned out that Shiki landed a little too close to where the fight against The Ruler was taking place. Still, as much as her character would dictate that she jump right into the fray, the best thing for The Dragon to do for the moment, was to stay with Shiki until he recovered or another staff member could pull him out to safety. With that, she whipped out her phone and gave the proctor a ring.

"Hey, um... could you send a medical team over here, real quick?" she asked, "I've got someone unconscious and we're just a little too close to a fight scene."

As she held her phone in her ear awaiting an answer, The Dragon watched the fight against The Ruler intently. If any of the fighters came too close to Shiki, then The Dragon would probably have to go in and kick some more butts, but for now, she had to stay vigilant. God forbid anyone that would try and sneak in attack from behind at a dire time like this...



Interactions: Dogorasu Goro (@Lugubrious)



Braving the overwhelming stench during the descent, Umi looked around and scouted the sewers out. She was surprised that the metal rungs were there for use after all, but remained confident that she wouldn't need them. Some more exploration would reveal that there wasn't just one, but three dummies to be found. She wasn't too happy to see that one of them was adult-sized, knowing she'd struggle with it, but still...

'Oh, wow. This kind of find would propel either one of us into the lead,' she discovered.

Umi looked up towards the light-headed student to tell him of her find, only for a cockroach to land smack dab on the center of her forehead. No doubt she'd shriek in recoil the second it made contact, at which point it fell off onto the ground and scurried away again.

"S-s-sorry," she murmured weakly, before seeing that there were even more of the accursed bugs roaming around.

There was only one thing for it. She had to get out. As fast as she could.

...

Umi rushed to grab both of the child-sized dummies, and threw them towards the light projected by the manhole with all her might, before dragging the adult-sized dummy by the arm. As she made splashes along the sewer floor, her body began to absorb the water and start its growth. She propelled the adult-sized dummy up to the surface first, firing a blast of water straight underneath it with her hands. Umi had to backtrack slightly to reach the other two dummies since it turned out she didn't quite manage to throw them far enough, but she got them and propelled them up as well. Now all she had to do was get herself up there and hope she could fit through the manhole.

At this point, Umi was starting to feel sick, but only just caught herself from vomiting and swallowed it back down again. This time, she fired the streams of water from her legs, and held her arms straight in the air. This way, even if her breasts or her hips would get stuck in the manhole, her arms wouldn't be trapped along with them. Umi had almost made through the manhole in one piece, but her hips had gotten jammed right at the widest part, stopping her from being able to move anywhere.

"D-d-damn it! I-I knew I m-miscalculated..." Umi turned to her partner, but before she could ask for help, but instead found herself clasping her mouth, her cheeks blowing up in the process. She could feel it coming back... and it was not pleasant.
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