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Freddie and Duncan
Why did he agree to this again? Freddie was by no means at all interested in the history of the world, so why on Earth was he giving a tour of a museum? Kitty. If he didn’t love that girl for all she’d done he might just kill her. Freddie looked at his little group, Duncan, Frankie and Harley. How fun. One wrong word and Harley might end up sending everyone into a rage. He had to watch himself with this one. He lead the trio of student down a corridor after the headmistresses speech. Where o where would they end up in the annals of time?
An hour later, Freddie and his group found themselves in at least one of the more interesting exhibits. “Who doesn’t love pirates?” He grinned as gazed at the almost perfectly preserved vessel that sat before him behind a large glass window. The four of them were alone in their exhibit when the faint feeling of a minor tremor became apparent. “Wait…that’s not an Earthquake….EVERYBODY DOWN!” As if on cue with his call, the lights went out, the shaking ground became more violent and a series of large explosion ruptured the building and it’s support. Instinctively, Freddie reached out with his hand, a low glow of golden energy circling it as he pulled Harley telekinetically from his standing spot and out of the way of the steel blast door that came down in its place.
Duncan wrapped Frankie up in his arms and shielded her with his body as a piece of ceiling came crashing down on top of them. It hurt like hell but he thought that he had caught most of the impact. He tried to absorb as much from the blow as he could, his veins lighting up as he did so. What a day to leave the mansion without building up his power reserves. Letting go of his friend and collapsing down onto his knees amidst the rubble, the Englishman began to take a few deep breaths as he tried to focus on manipulating and controlling the new energy, forcing it to reinforce any injury he may have sustained. Duncan could feel the warm liquid tricking down from his shoulder. What was it? Glass? Part of the ceiling? Something had pierced his shoulder but it was minor, nothing to worry about. He got to his feet with one final rough exhale of breath.
Freddie looked around as the dust began to settle, everyone in his group seemed ok. He pulled out his cell phone….no signal. “Fuck” He hissed. The blast doors were shielding the windows and exits, they were trapped. Lucky for them they had powers, not so lucky for them there were civilians. Drastic times….
A distorted voice came over the tannoy of the museum, for the everyone to hear.
“We live in a world where society has poisoned the souls of men. People like me stand up, arms outstretched and welcome the oppressed and the burned from hiding behind their closed doors. I whisper the secret in their ears and I have their hearts in my hands. Those who do not follow, whether they like it or not, whether they want it or not, we will pry their eyes open and force them to watch. They need to stop lying to their children and telling them that monsters aren’t real…because monsters are real. We do not hide in the dark like in the story books, we walk upright into the light and then drown that light in the tears of our broken brothers and sisters. There are no heroes, there is only those still addicted to the childhood notion that a man can be purely good in his heart. That, is a lie I will cleanse from our pallet. A lie that I will scorch from the plains of existence. Monsters. Mutants. I am W and I am your reckoning. It’s time for you to meet my brothers and sisters”
Across the museum, armed soldiers began to phase through the walls in a manner akin to Kitty. The building was surrounded.
Why did he agree to this again? Freddie was by no means at all interested in the history of the world, so why on Earth was he giving a tour of a museum? Kitty. If he didn’t love that girl for all she’d done he might just kill her. Freddie looked at his little group, Duncan, Frankie and Harley. How fun. One wrong word and Harley might end up sending everyone into a rage. He had to watch himself with this one. He lead the trio of student down a corridor after the headmistresses speech. Where o where would they end up in the annals of time?
An hour later, Freddie and his group found themselves in at least one of the more interesting exhibits. “Who doesn’t love pirates?” He grinned as gazed at the almost perfectly preserved vessel that sat before him behind a large glass window. The four of them were alone in their exhibit when the faint feeling of a minor tremor became apparent. “Wait…that’s not an Earthquake….EVERYBODY DOWN!” As if on cue with his call, the lights went out, the shaking ground became more violent and a series of large explosion ruptured the building and it’s support. Instinctively, Freddie reached out with his hand, a low glow of golden energy circling it as he pulled Harley telekinetically from his standing spot and out of the way of the steel blast door that came down in its place.
Duncan wrapped Frankie up in his arms and shielded her with his body as a piece of ceiling came crashing down on top of them. It hurt like hell but he thought that he had caught most of the impact. He tried to absorb as much from the blow as he could, his veins lighting up as he did so. What a day to leave the mansion without building up his power reserves. Letting go of his friend and collapsing down onto his knees amidst the rubble, the Englishman began to take a few deep breaths as he tried to focus on manipulating and controlling the new energy, forcing it to reinforce any injury he may have sustained. Duncan could feel the warm liquid tricking down from his shoulder. What was it? Glass? Part of the ceiling? Something had pierced his shoulder but it was minor, nothing to worry about. He got to his feet with one final rough exhale of breath.
Freddie looked around as the dust began to settle, everyone in his group seemed ok. He pulled out his cell phone….no signal. “Fuck” He hissed. The blast doors were shielding the windows and exits, they were trapped. Lucky for them they had powers, not so lucky for them there were civilians. Drastic times….
A distorted voice came over the tannoy of the museum, for the everyone to hear.
“We live in a world where society has poisoned the souls of men. People like me stand up, arms outstretched and welcome the oppressed and the burned from hiding behind their closed doors. I whisper the secret in their ears and I have their hearts in my hands. Those who do not follow, whether they like it or not, whether they want it or not, we will pry their eyes open and force them to watch. They need to stop lying to their children and telling them that monsters aren’t real…because monsters are real. We do not hide in the dark like in the story books, we walk upright into the light and then drown that light in the tears of our broken brothers and sisters. There are no heroes, there is only those still addicted to the childhood notion that a man can be purely good in his heart. That, is a lie I will cleanse from our pallet. A lie that I will scorch from the plains of existence. Monsters. Mutants. I am W and I am your reckoning. It’s time for you to meet my brothers and sisters”
Across the museum, armed soldiers began to phase through the walls in a manner akin to Kitty. The building was surrounded.
Violet said
Okay, so, in my post, I've made the assumption that since Oona is no longer in the role play, I could stick Spencer in that group instead. If this isn't okay, feel free to let me know. I'll delete my post immediately. I do apologize for not consulting either of you beforehand. Also, if my post acceptable, I've left the option open to Exie, Phoebas, or Calla's character to be the one that Spencer protects (it doesn't have to be romantic, by the way, in case any of you were concerned about this). If none of you want to take the position, that is completely fine. I will just make the girl a civilian.
Completely acceptable, Violet. I was going to tell you to do that anyway :)
El_Tigre said
Great post Violet! :)Question for one of the GM's: You said we would have to defend ourselves? Will there be people going through the Museum threatening people to stay down? Would they be mutants wielding flames and other sorts of powers? Or soldiers wielding rifles and pistols?
It'll be soldiers wielding guns and what not but you'll get a clearer picture of that in my next post.
Slender I don't think you understand the concept of this roleplay, besides we're currently not taking any more characters so no, character not accepted.
So I'm on break which means this is a fleeting visit but Anime has decided to opt out, so Oona will be removed from play
IMPORTANT NOTICE
So our first official story has begun!! I've fast forwarded the story three weeks now. All characters are currently at a museum on a field trip. They've been split into groups and are spread out across the building. Unfortunately, a series of explosions have rocked the building, causing it to go into lockdown. Every door has been covered with a steel one, every window sealed. There's no way in an no way out or at least, that's what it's supposed to be.
The goal of our characters is to find their way back to each other, as well as fighting off the soldiers that will soon storm the building and protecting the civilians that are also there. There's no phone reception so calling for help is not an option. Start your post off from wherever you like, either from when Kitty made the groups of when the first explosion hit, your choice guys.
Further news, Chrono has left the rp so I've updated the Dorms AGAIN and Violet will also be joining the rp, we're just waiting on her posting her character in the depository and then Fox and I will work a way to introduce her into the story.
So our first official story has begun!! I've fast forwarded the story three weeks now. All characters are currently at a museum on a field trip. They've been split into groups and are spread out across the building. Unfortunately, a series of explosions have rocked the building, causing it to go into lockdown. Every door has been covered with a steel one, every window sealed. There's no way in an no way out or at least, that's what it's supposed to be.
The goal of our characters is to find their way back to each other, as well as fighting off the soldiers that will soon storm the building and protecting the civilians that are also there. There's no phone reception so calling for help is not an option. Start your post off from wherever you like, either from when Kitty made the groups of when the first explosion hit, your choice guys.
Further news, Chrono has left the rp so I've updated the Dorms AGAIN and Violet will also be joining the rp, we're just waiting on her posting her character in the depository and then Fox and I will work a way to introduce her into the story.
Episode 1: Field Trip
Several weeks into the new school term and everything seems to going well at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. The vast student body are finally coming together and the young teachers are finally getting a hang of their respective roles. Headmistress Pryde feels like celebrating. The plan? FIELD TRIP!! Kitty, several teachers and a large portion of her student body head off to a museum in New York for education and hot dogs. Unbeknownst to them an unknown foe has targeted them. Several explosions rock the museum and the group of mutants are separated from one another as the museum goes on lockdown. What exactly does the mysterious Mr W have planned and where in the world is Kitty?!
3 weeks later…
Obviously a museum wasn’t everybody’s idea of a great time but Kitty did love her history. Turning herself to face the group of students that had agreed to come on this trip, she smile. “Okay guys, so here’s the deal. I’ve got some pull with the curator of the museum, so he’s allowing us free reign today. There are civilians here so no powers!” The headmistress didn’t say that part particularly loud but it was loud enough and forceful enough for her students to understand it’s importance. “It’s just gone 11am so, we’ll split into groups of four, three students, one teacher and we’ll have ourselves a good time and meet back here at 3” Pulling a clipboard from her handbag, Kitty scanned the names listed quickly. “Here are the groups:
Luna, Alicia, River. Your guide will be Professor Torres.
Oona, Danny and Naka. Your guide will be Professor Vaughn.
Francesca, Duncan and Harley. Your guide is Coach DiAngelo
And finally, Mila, Rory, Morena, Professor Faraday will be your guide.
Listen to your teachers, don’t stray from your group and do not leave the museum unless given permission. I may be a pretty lax teacher but I’m also pretty harsh so don’t make me have to raise my voice. Now go on, have fun. I’ve got a bit of work to do”
Kitty watched with a subtle smile as her young teachers walked off in different directions with their respective groups.
1 Hour later
“Is everything in place?” The dark haired man spoke into his cell phone with a smooth English accent as he stood outside the museum. A faint voice on the other end of the line gave him a solid “Affirmative sir, we’re awaiting your signal” The man hung up his phone and then swiftly dialled another number. “Showtime” Was the single word that broke from his lips as a series of small isolated explosions rocked both the inside and outside of the old museum building. Steel doors came flying down and bars appeared on the windows as the automated security system when straight into effect. The museum was on lockdown.
No way in, no way out.
Several weeks into the new school term and everything seems to going well at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. The vast student body are finally coming together and the young teachers are finally getting a hang of their respective roles. Headmistress Pryde feels like celebrating. The plan? FIELD TRIP!! Kitty, several teachers and a large portion of her student body head off to a museum in New York for education and hot dogs. Unbeknownst to them an unknown foe has targeted them. Several explosions rock the museum and the group of mutants are separated from one another as the museum goes on lockdown. What exactly does the mysterious Mr W have planned and where in the world is Kitty?!
3 weeks later…
Obviously a museum wasn’t everybody’s idea of a great time but Kitty did love her history. Turning herself to face the group of students that had agreed to come on this trip, she smile. “Okay guys, so here’s the deal. I’ve got some pull with the curator of the museum, so he’s allowing us free reign today. There are civilians here so no powers!” The headmistress didn’t say that part particularly loud but it was loud enough and forceful enough for her students to understand it’s importance. “It’s just gone 11am so, we’ll split into groups of four, three students, one teacher and we’ll have ourselves a good time and meet back here at 3” Pulling a clipboard from her handbag, Kitty scanned the names listed quickly. “Here are the groups:
Luna, Alicia, River. Your guide will be Professor Torres.
Oona, Danny and Naka. Your guide will be Professor Vaughn.
Francesca, Duncan and Harley. Your guide is Coach DiAngelo
And finally, Mila, Rory, Morena, Professor Faraday will be your guide.
Listen to your teachers, don’t stray from your group and do not leave the museum unless given permission. I may be a pretty lax teacher but I’m also pretty harsh so don’t make me have to raise my voice. Now go on, have fun. I’ve got a bit of work to do”
Kitty watched with a subtle smile as her young teachers walked off in different directions with their respective groups.
1 Hour later
“Is everything in place?” The dark haired man spoke into his cell phone with a smooth English accent as he stood outside the museum. A faint voice on the other end of the line gave him a solid “Affirmative sir, we’re awaiting your signal” The man hung up his phone and then swiftly dialled another number. “Showtime” Was the single word that broke from his lips as a series of small isolated explosions rocked both the inside and outside of the old museum building. Steel doors came flying down and bars appeared on the windows as the automated security system when straight into effect. The museum was on lockdown.
No way in, no way out.
Shard said
A lot of people have dropped out of this RP it would seem.
Only 2 have dropped, the rest have been removed because the one thing I don't tolerate is inactivity without valid reason.
It's no worries though because we still have plenty of characters.
Expect a post today from me to move the story along.
Shard said
We could skip to a day when things happen now that we have 50 IC posts of day one ^^
Took the words right out of my mouth. I'll be posting the day move tomorrow.
Violet said
Hm. Despite it saying this role play will continue to be open to newcomers, I just want to make sure that I am still able to do so. If there are too many active players, I understand, but I am quite interested in joining if I may.
Like the others said, you're more than welcome to make a CS :)
I've also removed Strum's character has he hasn't posted IC or OOC for over a week. Another one bits the dust.
Heathen said
Danny may or may not have called Duncan a slut. :p
Don't worry, he is a slut.
Great posts everyone (I'll assume I haven't read them yet since I'm at work)
Just to let people know, PoisonLillies has decided to quit the rp
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