Red Winston
Red obediently followed Amanda over to the guy who pushed the one-armed man. From his point of view, it seemed that the guy who Amanda cheered on was wrong. It wasn't because Red was selfish and Amanda liked the guy, but the dude non-chalantly pushed a disabled guy just because he wanted to sit there. Of course, he was ordered not to go against Amanda's words, but, at least, she didn't order him to support her. So, when he disagreed, he could at least stay silent on the matter.
The guy has changed tables, to Red's annoyance. It was a good opportunity to talk to the disabled guy. His appearance indicated he was old and weak, but there were signs of him being younger than 30 years old. Maybe he came across something at the Academy and it turned him like this. For all it's worth, another good chance to acquire more infromation might as well have been lost. Why couldn't Amanda just talk to someone who actually looked like he knew a thing or two? Like this Deborah. Of course she wouldn't. Amanda was the personification of the word "obstacle" in Red's eyes. Even if she didn't want to, she would take actions that would go against his own goals and he even wanted to ask her if she had an anti-Red ability, if it wasn't for the sheer stupidity of the thought.
Having to obey Amanda's order, Red stepped forward, now standing in front of the man. Red was almost certain that the guy wouldn't give a damn about either him or Amanda and he was wondering why would she speak to him. It was obvious that he was a person that didn't care. But, since he didn't have the benefit of choice, he said:
"My name is Red Winston, Mistress Amanda's Butt-Slave!"
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Mr Allen J said
I promise you I won't push you TOO far. I am a after all.
I am just thinking that, now, Amanda will have to go to Red's tortures in detail, which is pretty scary!!
Jazzy said
Dude, you're like, a solid 400 times better than how I was when I first started, and you're a pretty cool guy. That goes a long way with us.
Coming from you, Jazz, I take it as something more than a compliment! :D
Advanced?!?! You guys sure know how to make an amateur RPer worry! I hope I can keep up with this level :P
Christopher Fox
Taking no action was something that Chris didn't expect from the stranger. It totally contradicted what he did before. He even thought if the stranger's earlier action had a specific purpose, but he could swear he hadn't seen him before in his life, which made things even more puzzling. Why would he be so provocative, when he wouldn't react to a response? Was he just a wanna-look-tough kind of student, who just wanted to look tough? No. From the look that he gave to Chris, that was definately not the case. Living in seclusion for so long, Chris could tell by instinct that this guy was strong and definitely not scared. Chris wasn't the type to continue an quarrel when the other party wouldn't, so he also decided to leave it at that.
"Since you don't seem to look for a fight, I guess we could leave things as they are...I am Chris, by the way!" he said, trying to make things up from his own perspective.
Chris didn't want to be jaundiced by what happened, so he might as well be friendly with the guy. However, standing up and now having a better look at his surroundings, he noticed someone sitting at another table, who, despite the hair color, was sure he knew. It was unbelievable enough that he met Vespera, but now another person from his past was still in the Academy. He was sure of it.
"Excuse me for having to leave after just introducing myself, but I have to go somewhere. Maybe we can talk another time!", he turned to Peter too, "I was glad to make your acquaitance, Peter! If I can help with the mix-up, be assured that I will!" he said and left the table.
He headed to the nearby table, where the girl who was glancing at them was sitting. It wasn't her that Chris recognised, but the girl who sat with her later. When close enough, he was now sure it was her, despite having seen her for years and that her hair was now a light blue color. The last one didn't puzzle him at all. He knew that this person was crazy enough to do something like that. He touched her shoulder and said:
"Vee? It's you, isn't it? I am Chris, remember?"
Taking no action was something that Chris didn't expect from the stranger. It totally contradicted what he did before. He even thought if the stranger's earlier action had a specific purpose, but he could swear he hadn't seen him before in his life, which made things even more puzzling. Why would he be so provocative, when he wouldn't react to a response? Was he just a wanna-look-tough kind of student, who just wanted to look tough? No. From the look that he gave to Chris, that was definately not the case. Living in seclusion for so long, Chris could tell by instinct that this guy was strong and definitely not scared. Chris wasn't the type to continue an quarrel when the other party wouldn't, so he also decided to leave it at that.
"Since you don't seem to look for a fight, I guess we could leave things as they are...I am Chris, by the way!" he said, trying to make things up from his own perspective.
Chris didn't want to be jaundiced by what happened, so he might as well be friendly with the guy. However, standing up and now having a better look at his surroundings, he noticed someone sitting at another table, who, despite the hair color, was sure he knew. It was unbelievable enough that he met Vespera, but now another person from his past was still in the Academy. He was sure of it.
"Excuse me for having to leave after just introducing myself, but I have to go somewhere. Maybe we can talk another time!", he turned to Peter too, "I was glad to make your acquaitance, Peter! If I can help with the mix-up, be assured that I will!" he said and left the table.
He headed to the nearby table, where the girl who was glancing at them was sitting. It wasn't her that Chris recognised, but the girl who sat with her later. When close enough, he was now sure it was her, despite having seen her for years and that her hair was now a light blue color. The last one didn't puzzle him at all. He knew that this person was crazy enough to do something like that. He touched her shoulder and said:
"Vee? It's you, isn't it? I am Chris, remember?"
"Allen is cool, just don't give him a chance to make your character a bitch of one of his own"...That's Red speaking fellas!
Mr Allen J said Sorry for putting you through red tape, your sheet is cool and all, but I have to make sure not to let certain things through so that we don't have problems once the RPing actually starts.
That's when Red slaughters everyone in the Academy with his uber abilities and proclaims himself a galactic overlord, unless Allen has something else in mind!
Red Winston
Amanda was pretty much amused with her total dominance over Red and apparently wasn't planning on hiding it. She made herself clear about that by stating on punishing Red for giving her lip. It was pretty annoying, because Red wouldn't be a able to say a word. The picture of Amanda torturing him with a belt or a whip came to mind and it was gross. Red quickly locked the thought as far away in his brain as possible, along with the thought of him having sex with Amanda, which left an equally bad taste in his mouth. Hopefully, Amanda wouldn't ask him something so extreme in the future and felt safe that he wasn't old enough for her tastes. Worst of all, Amanda ordered him to stop arguing with him in anyway and, unfortunately, he had to obey. With that, he said:
"Very well...From now on, I am not going to say anything against you in any way, Mistress. Sorry for my mistake, by the way.", he turned to Felix, "I am not lady Amanda's slave, but, just as she said, her butt-slave..."
The last sentence left such a bad taste to Red, that he had to clench his fist not to burst. It wasn't because of the humiliation, Red was going to go to any means to get what he wants, but the single thought of declaring that Amanda had complete control over him was so angering that it was a miracle that he didn't snap. Fortunately, they would eventually go to their classes and he would be free for some time.
A man sitting nearby drew his attention, who, in order to sit in a table, pushed a one-armed man away, indifferently. It seemed like he was another bully in the school, but he couldn't make out if he was a senior student or not. He thought of asking Amanda, but dropped the idea, instead waiting to see what was going to happen next.
Christopher Fox
Chris' conversation with Peter was interrupted by a guy who just pushed him to the side without a reason. He dropped some plates in the attempt to hang from the table as to not fall on the ground, resulting in his shirt getting stained, cutting his palm slightly and not succeeding in staying on his feet, thus laying on the ground. If the stranger was looking for trouble, he got it. Chris got up from the floor and checked his shirt. It had a big, red stain on it, probably from the ketchup he got from the buffet. He didn't like his clothes getting dirty, especially when they were not his own. If these clothes were indeed a gift from Henry, then he had all the more reason to beat the guy to a pulp. Short-tempered, Chris didn't think that, if he provoked the stranger, it could cause trouble to his friend, given the latter's status as a teacher and took the initiative.
After witnessing the man absorbing his food, he filled a glass of juice, had a sip or two and poured the rest on the guy's head. With his single hand in his pocket, he said:
"Oops, excuse me...Seems like, by fapping my hand off, I actually came all over you. Hope you won't get pregnant if you can absorb this, little bitch!"
Amanda was pretty much amused with her total dominance over Red and apparently wasn't planning on hiding it. She made herself clear about that by stating on punishing Red for giving her lip. It was pretty annoying, because Red wouldn't be a able to say a word. The picture of Amanda torturing him with a belt or a whip came to mind and it was gross. Red quickly locked the thought as far away in his brain as possible, along with the thought of him having sex with Amanda, which left an equally bad taste in his mouth. Hopefully, Amanda wouldn't ask him something so extreme in the future and felt safe that he wasn't old enough for her tastes. Worst of all, Amanda ordered him to stop arguing with him in anyway and, unfortunately, he had to obey. With that, he said:
"Very well...From now on, I am not going to say anything against you in any way, Mistress. Sorry for my mistake, by the way.", he turned to Felix, "I am not lady Amanda's slave, but, just as she said, her butt-slave..."
The last sentence left such a bad taste to Red, that he had to clench his fist not to burst. It wasn't because of the humiliation, Red was going to go to any means to get what he wants, but the single thought of declaring that Amanda had complete control over him was so angering that it was a miracle that he didn't snap. Fortunately, they would eventually go to their classes and he would be free for some time.
A man sitting nearby drew his attention, who, in order to sit in a table, pushed a one-armed man away, indifferently. It seemed like he was another bully in the school, but he couldn't make out if he was a senior student or not. He thought of asking Amanda, but dropped the idea, instead waiting to see what was going to happen next.
Christopher Fox
Chris' conversation with Peter was interrupted by a guy who just pushed him to the side without a reason. He dropped some plates in the attempt to hang from the table as to not fall on the ground, resulting in his shirt getting stained, cutting his palm slightly and not succeeding in staying on his feet, thus laying on the ground. If the stranger was looking for trouble, he got it. Chris got up from the floor and checked his shirt. It had a big, red stain on it, probably from the ketchup he got from the buffet. He didn't like his clothes getting dirty, especially when they were not his own. If these clothes were indeed a gift from Henry, then he had all the more reason to beat the guy to a pulp. Short-tempered, Chris didn't think that, if he provoked the stranger, it could cause trouble to his friend, given the latter's status as a teacher and took the initiative.
After witnessing the man absorbing his food, he filled a glass of juice, had a sip or two and poured the rest on the guy's head. With his single hand in his pocket, he said:
"Oops, excuse me...Seems like, by fapping my hand off, I actually came all over you. Hope you won't get pregnant if you can absorb this, little bitch!"
There is also Peter that's why I asked xD
Not to worry. I can just redirect Chris to another character if you are busy, so you won't have to worry :D
Jazz, which one-armed character are you refferhng to?
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