Closet Heroes and villains

[Stigma]

As Devon went into the school hall, he noticed several violent glances and grins. He closed his eyes, trying to ignore them, but something stuck in his mind, 'Why are they looking at me like that?' He sighed softly and walked past huge crowds of gawkers and taunters of jocks and all.

As he entered the class room, he collided with another person. He stumbled back and managed to stay on his feet. He noticed the person he had bumped into was none other than Kevin, "You..." he mumbled. He could have sworn that others said he was gone for good, he might have been wrong though. "What are you doing here?"

 

[hybirdx]

Kevin looked at Devon. "Waiting for my Armegeddon..." Kevin then remembered that he was the one who helped him. This made Kevin worry. 'Could he be on the list too?' Kevin looked back into the class room. "Was there anybodie else on the list?"

Stacy just shook her head, giving Kevin a great amount of relife. He really didn't want anybodie elses death on his consiousness. "Well, at least you're safe."

 

[Stigma]

Devon blinked and then tilted his head in confusion, "List?" He paused a moment, he remember one kid on the list. He died a while ago. Could it be real? Could Kevin really be on the list, "The Black List?"

 

[hybirdx]

Kevin looked at Devon. "Yeah, Somebody put me on the list. So now I'm wanted man numero uno." He brushed his hair back and gave a tired sigh. "Its not as if I'm really surprized. I mean, Since 4'th grade I was a pretty big target for ridcule and getting beat up, so it was pretty much iminate that I was going to be put on the list. But still..."

 

[Stigma]

Devon sighed to himself and closed his eyes, fixing his shirt a bit, "I'm sorry." He wondered why everyone else was looking at him like that. He wasn't on the list at least, but he must seem strange today. Maybe they hate him because he tried helping Kevin.

"I'd like to help...but I can't do much."

 

[hybirdx]

Kevin gave gave Devon a sharp look before softening and shaking his head. "I caued enough trouble for you yesterday, I'd rather not get you or anybodie else for that matter in more trouble than I did yesterday." Kevin Took a small glance at a team of jocks walking their way. "Its not like they'll kill me or anything... The teachers will uphold their job..."

'Thats a lie,' Kevin thought, 'most of the teachers hate me as much as the students... Besides, I bet they'll be bribed to turn the other cheek as usual.'

 

[TumbleUpStairs]

Euphoria

Euphoria listened very carefully to the conversation from where she stood silently by the door. Her head was cocked ever so slightly to the side, and she blinked once. Someone nearby was staring, and suddenly the water fountain came to life, squirting the jock in the face.

 

[hybirdx]

With a sad smile, Kevin looked back in the classroom and at the clock. "Besides... Its almost time for class." Kevin walked back to his seat and sat down, before putting his ear phone back on and waiting for the bell to ring. More students started to come in and sit down. The one of the school football members came up and hit Kevin upside the head, making it look like a acident.

'Here we go...'

 

[cats]

Robert Smith

IC: I woke up from another strange dream. "You know it's really cute girl in my delusions and all but they are still delusions." That rock circle looked familiar. Perhaps I should figure out where I have seen it?

I got up and showered getting ready to go to school like I always had done, unlike Kevin who had disappeared recently. Well then again theres that rumor of him being black listed so maybe he's dead already just like that other guy.

I ran by the school field and stopped. Doesn't look like any one died here but you never know. "If Kevin was black listed he would die around here, this is where that one kid died. Got beaten up over there." I pointed to the swings. "Or was it there?" I pointed to the other corner of the field. "Or was it?" Oh well in any class this is the place after school fights normally took place.

I headed to class just behind a group of jocks, then suddenly the fountain broke and squirted in my face. I took a step back and the fountain went back to normal leaving only a shocked girl and a few others asking if it really happened. I ringed out my shirt onto the floor, leaving a nice little puddle.

I then stepped into the class room and sat down. A foot ball player tripped and hit Kevin in the head. Wait a second, Kevin? He's not dead? Well guess the black list thing is over rated. Hey I wonder if i can make a bank shot.

I crumpled up a piece of paper and threw it, bounced it off Kevin's head and then hit the jock in the back. "Damn missed his collar." The jock looked back unsure who threw the paper. Well he is a center so he can't have to many brain cells.

 

[hybirdx]

Kevin did his best to ignore the annoying little jestures by the rest of the students. There was the triped jock, two spit wads, one punch to the back, then the paper ball. It was starting to annoy him, but he remained stoic and silent. It was 20 minutes before class ended, and it was going to be a long 20 minutes...

 

[cats]

Robert Smith

IC: Man are they being ruogh tokevin. I supose it doesn't matter if he is black listed or not every one is out for him because of the rumor.

 

[Stigma]

Devon nodded his head and walked into class finally after standing there for a moment. As he sat down, he opened his green notebook, realising that the black letter in his notebook had disappeared. He blinked and rubbed his notebook gently. He closed the notebook and looked at the front, it was green just a second ago...what the hell?

He ran a hand along the cover and looked at his hand. His hand felt rather slick and wet. In his eyes, he could see an image of blood all over his hand. It began to drip down his hand. His eyes widened as he stared at it. People began to look at him for a moment, wondering if he were either narcissistic or just crazy. No one else could see the blood, this was just an image in his mind. He stared at the blood with wide eyes, almost as if he'd seen a ghost.

 

[hybirdx]

Kevin, like many of the other students, turned his head torwards Devon, who seemed to be panicing. Luckily, the bell rung just a few seconds later, and since it was a blockdays, they were headed for a 15 minute break.

As soon as all of the students were gone, Kevin got out of his seat and walked over to Devon. "Devon? Hey Devon!" Kevin took hold of Devon's shoulder and shook him until the look in his eyes seemed to have calmed down. "Hey, are you okay?"

 

[Stigma]

Devon started to come back to reality, but he still saw the blood. He looked up at Kevin and then back to his hand, "Do you see it?" He clenched his hand and then opened it, "Do you see the blood!? It's someones freaking blood! Someone killed someone and shoved them in my fucking backpack!"

He stood up and bolted out of the class, "Burdens!!!" In panic mode he spoke alot, mostly faster than most.

 

[hybirdx]

"Devon!" Kevin didn't know why, but he decided to run after him. Devon wasn't even his friend, at least, he didn't think so. He did save him, but Kevin thought it was more out of pity than nothing.

Kevin turned a corner and began to pass the boys locker room until he was grabed by somebody, had a large cloth go over his head, and get punched in the stomache. The next thing he knew he was being draged into the locker room.

 

[TumbleUpStairs]

Euphoria

She slammed her locker shut a long while later and pushed the big grey trash can, now much more full, back to the other side of the hallway.
Someone running full-tilt down the hallway ran into her, toppling the trash can and the both of them in the process, she being crushed on the bottom as her head hit the floor with a loud tap. She yelped as the world spun and grabbed the person's shoulder to try and steady the world. ((Devon))



T'lon

T'lon walked slowly home, slowing down even further as he passed the school. He paused near the edge of the school property and spared a fleeting thought for the boys he had helped before. Those jocks had better not be hurting them more he thought to himself, if I had some way to find out... he let the mental threat linger for an extended moment, then moved on, his hands deep in his pockets. ((so the jocks should have a sudden feeling as though something very bad will happen to them if they keep beating on Kevin, but the feeling won't last very long.))

 

[Stigma]

Devon ran down the hall screaming like a mad man until he was stopped by someone. He nearly spilled onto the floor but then met eyes with the person that stopped him. "Don't stop me! The spirits!!!!! Following me!!!" He looked behind the person who stopped him(Euphoria), seeing a large group of jocks and others drag Kevin into the locker room.

He didn't really pause to think of what was going on, he seemed to really forget about the blood. As the group disappeared behind the doors of the locker room, he saw a figure sitting on top of a trash can. He was smiling and looking happily at Devon. Devon slowly moved around Euphoria and went closer.

The figure smiled and leaned back at bit, crossing his arms over his chest. Devon reached out to touch the figure, but he faded away. The figure however, came back and was still smiling, shaking his finger. Devon noticed that the forearms of the figure had been cut vertically with large slits. Blood was still dripping out, but it didn't form a puddle on the floor.

The figure lifted his hand and pointed into the locker room. Devon blinked and then nodded, moving swiftly into the locker room. Ready to help Kevin, hopefully once more.

 

[hybirdx]

"Let g-ooph!" Kevin was quickly silenced again as one person hit him in the gut again. "What should we do with him?"

"Beat him up of course."

"But he can fight back."

"Against ten of us? Yeah right!"

"Wait I got it!" One person ran over to a fairly small locker and opened it. "I put him in one of these before, he's dead afraid of small spaces!"

"No!" Kevin was now pulling and tugging against his captives, desperatly trying to escape. "Not that! Anything but that!" Kevin gave one hard pull, but was throw right back into the showers. He was already soaked to the bone, pummled, cut open on the forehead, and humilated with pictures, all in a matter of a few seconds. The last thing he needed was to be shoved into a closed space.

"Lift him up." Two more grabed his legs and lifted him in the air and dragged him to the locker.

"No!" Kevin was quickly shoved into the locker and the door was slammed behind him.

"Have fun!"

Kevin listened as everybodie left, laughing. His breathing quickened as the seconds slowly passed by. "No, no, no no no no no nononononononononononononono!" Kevin kicked at the door wildly, but it didn't even dent. "Shit, shit, shit! Let me out! Somebody let me out!" It was as if time stood absolutely still. He was in a tight spot, he couldn't get out, and it was starting to bring up some really bad memories.

"Out, out, let me out!" The door suddenly shot out and hit the ground, bent and warped. Kevin didn't hesitate to jump out into the open, away from the closed space. He layed there, staring at the small locker. Eyes wide.

 

[cats]

Robert Smith

IC: As the bell rang starting our 15 minute break, I reached into my bag and moved my PE uniform out of the way, I had just washed it the night before and had to return it to my locker latter today. I slid my folder in and began to walk to the door. I glanced at Devon who looked like he had finally snapped. I walked out of the room heading to the mens room.

The toilets at school were disgusting to say the least. The door to the one stall had been removed in a vain attempt to prevent illegal activity. I unzipped my fly and set about my business. My mind causally wondered back to Devon. Perhaps if he got out and did more activity's he wouldn't be snapping like that. People need friends it's as simple as that and They have PE in school exactly for that. I zipped my fly and headed down the hall.

I stopped just a ways down the hall, to talk to a few cute girls gossiping. "So um ladies want to fuck?" I smiled at them briefly. "Or should I be apologizing now?" They let out a quick giggle before shutting their lockers and walking away. I watched there tight jeans move ever so slightly on there asses as they walked away. Perhaps I should try and get there numbers next time.

I then started down the hall once more at a slow pace frequently talking to people. Finally I reached the locker room. Devon still in his spell of madness was pointing at the locker room, with a strange look on his face, next to him was a cute girl.

Why I didn't think the guy had it in him but apparently I was wrong. I walked up and could see some concern on Devon's face as he ran for the locker room. I rushed in and stepped in front of him. "Hey man, I think you need to relax. Because unless you know about a dead body or something your wound up way to tight." He moved around me and stepped into the locker room.

I fallowed Devon inside, and saw a metal door sitting on the ground. Kevin was the only one inside. A locker was torn open the door no longer there Kevin panting. I took a few steps toward him letting the situation sink in.

Thats my locker isn't it? I placed my hand on the row and walked down a few steps pacing the open locker and stopping facing Kevin. Yeah that is my locker. I looked at Kevin. "Kevin you did this?"

I stepped away from him not waiting for a reply. "Look Kevin." I shook my head trying to piece things together. "I play games with you, and I know that bothers you." I turned to face him but stopped and let my vision settle on my locker. "But you have no right to go and destroy my locker." I walked to the door and stopped. "I think you and I are going to have to meet after school to deal with this. Meet me in the park behind the school." I stepped out of locker room.

 

[IDreamofBunnies]

Name: Troile Maginot
Age: 18
Gender: Male

Description: Until just a few days ago, Troile was one of the popularity fast track kids. Everybody knew who he was and most people liked him. He tossed the football with the jocks, played "Dungeons and Dragons" with the nerds, leant a sympathetic ear to the freaks, and even managed to maintain a good relationship with his uber-diva drama queen girlfriend. Something's changed. He broke up with his nigh-unattainable girlfriend, stopped seeing his friends in all social circles, and has allowed his perfectly groomed and well dressed appearance to falter. His once flawless complexion is marred by near jet black baggy circles under his eyes, his smooth metropolitan designer clothes have been replaced with torn jeans, a black t-shirt, and a terricloth bath robe. He's become so despondant that even the hardcore goths find him creepy. Where once he was free with a smile and could be found hanging out with just about anyone, now he glances around nervously while scratching away in a composite notebook. Some of his more astute friends notice that his locker is filled with the familiar black and white covered notebooks, all aparantly filled with his eerie notes, indicating that his deterioration did not happen in the span of a few days.

Powes: He doesn't quite know how he knows, perhaps the dreams have something to do with it. But he knows that he has exactly 231,425 distinct modes of sensory input including the traditional five. Furthermore his senses seem to be completly interchangable. He is slowly losing his mind, filling his notebooks as he attempts to catalogue every strange new sensation. Seeing the collective sounds of his fellow students, hearing the colors of their clothes, completing their ongoing conversations in his journal, smelling picoseconds of a minute, feeling moods on his fingertips...His 4D mind is being torn to ribbons by 124D thoughts. If he doesn't adapt soon, the best he could hope for would be an anurism.

What do you guys think of this character?

 

[cats]

OOC:

Bunnies your charcter is fine except for being to advance in power. The interchanable senses are interesting. How ever haveing over 100 senses is a bit to much since he hasn't found any of the "key's" to unlock his potential, perhaps you should limit it to just a few extra ones.

For example interchangable senses, and limited ranged persepsion. This will allow you to paint a pretty elaborate picture of whats going on a distance away. Since he is used to haveing only four main senses, sight, sound, touch, taste/smell, having all the new senses such as the feeling of sweet, or the sight of loud, should still be enough to drive him insane. As for what the keys unlock, I think either greator control and thus sanity for the character or more power and less sanity for the character are apropriate. Other forms of help for his extened senses are probably harder to come by.

 

[hybirdx]

Kevin shook his head. "This isn't happening... This isn't happening..." He had no idea how he got out, the second he got tired of kicking, the locker door bursted out of its hinges, looking all warped.

It felt like he was stuck in there for years. Even if it was only a matter of minutes. But in the minutes that passed as he sat on the floor...

Something clicked.

"Sons of bitches... Fucking pansies...." Kevin quickly got up turned and slammed his fist into another locker, making an indent with a few drops of his blood. "FUCK!"

 

[IDreamofBunnies]

OOC: You have a good point, but my idea is that each "key" would actually reduce the number of senses he has in the range of 500-1000 senses each, making his power easier to manage. Given that, do you think it's okay?

 

[cats]

Ic Robert Smith

OOC: Bunnies I'll pm you.

IC: The rest of the day was moving quickly but now just before class lets out things seemed to be taking longer. I was going to meet with Kevin after school and deal with him then. The problem is now word of this wasspreding threw the school.

'Robert, Hey Rob.' I turned to Lewis, "Yeah what?" 'Are you really going to ambush Kevin in the park, kill him and then burry his body in his own front yard?'

I looked at Lewis. I never noticed how hard thinking was for him before. "What do you think?" I fliped open my back pack and looked at my track uniform. I can't believe he totaled my locker like that.

 

[hybirdx]

Kevin sat in the new gym, his eyes watching the guys running back and forth, playing basketball. He, like many of the students in school, had P.E. last. But lucky for him, he accidently signed up for the class where most of the jocks, bullies, etc, didn't sign up for.

Basketball.

Kevin didn't mind playing basketball, in fact, he liked it. Problem was most of the students in his class couldn't play basketball even if their lives depended on it. 'Should have picked a class they were good at the idiots...'

"Hey freak!" Kevin's cold ice like eyes set upon the person, giving an obivious waring signal to back off, or suffer the consequences... "U-uh... We need a replacement..."