Strange Rodent

Hikari Academy

Holy fuck, Imp swearing is hilarious

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@Lonewolf685 @Cerces22

Thanks guys!
(just as a sidenote, I didn't feel attacked or anything, it's just a natural reaction of mine to say sorry. Er... sorry about that? :P)

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@Lonewolf685

Basically. I'm tired and stressed out, so my writing isn't so crash hot right now, sorry :/

The Unfortunate Thirteen

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Three looked at Two, slightly dumbfounded. "Uh... wasn't the whole point that they don't?", he said. He was going to continue, but Eleven had caught onto his suggestion. He'd told everybody to get onto the floor. Three wasn't the right build to intimidate people. Unless they were tied up, of course. Some words about Two not watching were said, and Three thought this obscenely unfair. He turned to her, and lowered his voice for these words: "Hey Two. You can go if you want, but seeing somebody in pain is important. It'll prepare you for the worse things to come, and we can't sensor all of that shit.".

As the others put their belongings on the floor, Three looked at them. Oh, how juicy this would be. He could practically feel their skin peeling already. He waits for them to be fully searched and separated from their belongings. "Hey, all of you lot. If you resist, nobody will hesitate to kill you. Right? Go over to that pipe, and don't move. I'm going to tie you up.". He says this, and something about his air suggests that he was not to be fucked with. He ties them up, not considering circulation.

"Eleven. Grab one, and follow me.". He walks into the hall, and turns back to make sure Eleven is following.

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Ceiran Strivelyn

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His train of thought was hurtling through the black coffee air surrounding the warehouse. It glared blue against the sinister steel, and violently heaved to a halt at the sight of three forklifts. There were imps on top, too. Oh.

He was facing the rightmost forklift. He wouldn't stop the lift, but both he and the Imp were much lighter than the lift. He unfurled pearly grey wall off to his right, extending it forward. Waiting... waiting... Now!. The wall gave a violent jerk to the right. The forklift rolled on past as Ceiran and the Imp were thrown to the right. They both hit the ground with a meaty thunk, and Ceiran felt his shoulder briefly popped out of its socket. "Gah! Fucken... argh.."
He clutched at his shoulder. Something had torn, and it wasn't just skin.

The Imp was much worse off, though. It had also taken the fall and the momentum, all while unprepared. Not to mention it was smaller, and had weaker bones. It was curled in a tight ball, just whimpering. Honestly, Ceiran just felt like doing the same thing, but he couldn't risk the Imp getting back up. He scrambled over to the incapacitated demon, and choked it to unconsciousness. It hardly put up a fight, and Ceiran couldn't help but pity it.

He sprawled on the ground after this, clutching his arm.

The Unfortunate Thirteen

Hey guys, so sorry for a late upload. I have a 5 day camping trip incoming and only had 3 or so days to prepare, so it was very hectic for a while. I'll be posting in a few hours :)

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@Lonewolf685

I should clarify that Ceiran hasn't used his Twitch since the cafeteria. He was just using a simple Mana Manipulation detection spell. He did ask the Twitch if it knew anything, but it kinda just lauged at him for not knowing. I can see how that'd get confusing XP

If he'd have used the Twitch it'd probably have had some undesirable side effects.

But enough of that, I'm gonna try post tomorrow, but my life at the moment is pretty hectic so no guarantees :/

The Great Utopia, Most Oppressive of Cities! A rebellion RP. Still open!

Alright, thanks for letting us know.

The Great Utopia, Most Oppressive of Cities! A rebellion RP. Still open!

Utopia

A short time ago, about two weeks, the lot of you passed the initiation into the resistance. After you'd finished and passed the tests you were sent home with a few instructions. The short version being, "Go about your life as normal. Within the next four weeks you will be approached with a new set of instructions. Follow them.".

You have each received instructions too meet today on a rooftop close to the surface railway. You were given times, dates and the place. That is all. Presently, you're on your way there. It's regular cityscape and rooftops. On top of the actual building there's a squat brick wall on the roof, tracing the perimeter. There's a small glass sunlight in the center that spies on a bedroom in use, with bedsheets as tousled as it's sole occupants hair. One side of the square rooftop is taken up by a taller building, ventilation huddled at its base. No other features adorn this wall.

Simon Corkill

The ground under Simons feet was struggling to keep up as he tried to make it to the meeting spot in time. He'd had a lot of work to do back at HQ, and lost track of the time. He took the rooftops directly, to save on time. Of course, he'd be tired as shit when he got there, but that was his problem.

He stuttered to a stop. The layered edge of this building came sooner than expected. He wipes the sweat off his brow. The distance was a bit of a stretch...

The sound of rubber soled shoes against gravel filled his ears. He pushed himself into the air with as much force as he could muster, and the sore footsteps become the howling of wind in his ear. His legs miss the edge of the building, but collide with the side. Before he falls directly downwards, his hands grasp the brick that is the edge of the building. He kicks, pulls, and he's up and off in one swift movement.

The drop to the arranged meeting spot was much higher than expected, too. He got cut up palms and felt the roll bite his hip a little, but they were just scrapes. He takes out his Nokia, and ensures he was on time. He was five minutes late, although it seemed the others were as well. He sits on top of the air vents, back slouched against the wall he had just fallen from, and takes in the indifferent blue sky.

Ban the Person above you

Banned because trebuchet