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[cats]

Assorted things

OOC: Well I apologize for taking so long to reply. I won't be posting regularly in any since of the word. So I think I will be doing mostly npc, at inappropriate times to annoy every one, as that is a large part of the plot.

IC: Largely Fearful and paranoid dean: A thin bald man rubbed the wrinkles on his face. "Okay how am I going to fix this?" He wiped the sweat from his brow. "Computer, do you have any suggestions?" a monitor lit up. 'Delegate your problems else were, I have my own duties.' The man rolled his eyes at the immensely intelligent program. "Hmm, well hiring staff would come out of my paycheck so thats not an option." He moved to the one window of the dark room and eyed the students as they passed by. "I suppose they will have to fill in, but how to choose them."

 

[Vixandra]

Ari

A few hours, some scorch marks on my headboard and a lot of [Removed by IOU Censoring Staff] later, I managed to stagger from my room down the hall to a soda machine after throwing on some clothing.
"Need food... beverage... substinance... now!"

 

[hybirdx]

Jamie sat down and gave out a long sigh. His muscles ached and his breath was short from all the running he did for who knows how long. "Why is it... That somebody... Is always trying to kill me?!" Jamie slumped down a little further to a laying position. "I thought there was some kind of rule not to harm or kill freash things! Did I somehow void it by killing some jerks?!"

Jamie pulled his lower body up above his upper body, then hand sprung himself up to his feet. "This place is weird..." Jamie stoped himself and thought about what he said. "Didn't I say that before?

...

... Oh whatever!"

 

[cats]

Panicked Dean

IC: I will use the students with high marks in classes to feel in for the security teams. This is perfect we can force it off of me, and put it on them for a few points of extra credit. Until the security recovers naturally, one or two semesters when the next pay period begins. I mean what is the worse thing that will happen there grades drop so they retake classes next semester, no one here is going to complain if they have to pay again.

The dean moved to The Computer. "Computer can you get me a list of top scorers from classes." He moved to a keyboard and started typing in his proposal. It is traditional for students with high grades to tutor those with lower grades in the same classes. In recent times we have lost much of our security forces to recent tragedies, such as the giant slug accident of dorm room 132B, last weeks menu, and sewer rats. As such many students are suffering from a lack of learning conducive environments. To this effect we ask for volunteers who would normally tutor to instead fill in for our security forces, so the less fortunate may study. Compensation will be given. The fallowing students have already been volunteered.

Now I just have to feel a few forms and have it announced across campus. The formally timid dean smiled at his clever solution, and the fact he'd be alive tomorrow at least.

OOC: Needless to say all PC's are on that list.

 

[Vixandra]

OC- Oh Dear god... bring it on!

IC:
After a few moments of stumbling and I think I ate someone's pet I flashfried, I found the student cafe, ordered one of the entire left side of the menu (dead cow is good for you) and proceeded to raise my blood sugar.

Unfortunately, halfway through my meal one of the dean's enforcers, or perhaps the dean himself, plopped down at my table.
"Whatcha want," I asked around a peice of steak.

 

[The GrandMage]

Hellion "James" McKimble

OOC: Grah! Bad GM!

IC: Hellion stumbled from the room, a smile plastered across his face. He made his way across campus in relative safety, and sat down to devour yet another meal of epic proportions. He felt good. He felt very good indeed. He knew, therefore, that an unspeakable evil was about to decent upon him.

He was a demon, after all, and Nature, Karma, and most Gods don't look to favorably on happy demons.

 

[hybirdx]

Jamie Sky

OOC: Do you understand the consequences of this action Cats? This School is about to go to hell in a hand basket!

IC: Jamie's hands glowed white as two different colored sand began to rise and twirl around each other. Two other CoM students watched in awe as the two sand collided with each other and began to form into a blueish green glass spiral. "See?"

"So that's how you do it."

"Yeah, it's really not all that hard once you get the magic fusion basics down. Though it'd take some practice."

Jamie leaned back onto the cafeteria wall, watching as the other two tried to copy his trick. His ears began to feel hot, as if something extremely dangerous was close by. It was as if the evil person was standing right next to him.

As a matter of fact, that person WAS right next to him, looking down.

"Can't you see I'm helping my classmates with their homework...?" Jamie glance at the person standing above him, annoyed at the fact that the person just stood there, saying nothing. "What do you want...?"

 

[cats]

Assorted Draft Things

Security Drafter Thing #1 (Vix): 'Watcha want?' The man looked at her, scratching his pale brow, questioning her tone and reasoning. "Good day miss Ari." The man extended a long slender arm and grabbed a roll from the basket. "I have some good news."

He took a bite from the roll, and looked at the red dripping lump on her plate. "Such a nasty habit. Any how you seem to be doing really well in one of your mechanics classes, highest score in the class if I am not horribly wrong."

The thing stopped and waited, then as if slightly put off by the silence adjusted his clothing to distract from it. "Well then, I can see you like to get right to the point. So with out any further delays I will inform you." He took another bite from the roll and reached into his pants pocket. "Here you go." He pulled out a white note, and handed it to her before walking off.

Security Drafter thing #2 (Hy): The busty brunette brimbra moved her head back quickly surprised at the boys response. "Hello" She ran a hand threw her hair. "This is for you." She handed the boy a note and then walked away her breasts bouncing and her hips swaying for no real reason, as brimbra's normally do.

Security Drafter thing #3 (GM): The owl extra of the Harry Potter films flapped it's wings, letter firmly griped in it's talons. It spotted it's target and entered a graceful and yet sharp dive dropping the letter to Hellions hands, then darting to the side and quickly gaining altitude.

The note read as fallowed: "In recent times we have lost much of our security forces to recent tragedies, such as the giant slug accident of dorm room 132B, last weeks menu, and sewer rats. As such many students are suffering from a lack of learning conducive environments. To this effect we ask for volunteers who would normally tutor to instead fill in for our security forces, so the less fortunate may study."

"Do to your high grades you have been volunteered. Compensation will be given meet tomorrow mourning at the clock tower for briefing."

 

[Vixandra]

Ari

I looked up at the man like he must be barking mad. "Of course I do well in my engereering class, we're studying MY engine!"
He ignored me and went on, as if what I said was irrellevant, spoke and handed me a note, walking off.
I skimmed the note, drinking my coke through a straw with gusto.
Set the note down and leaned back in my chair, mulling over the idea.
"Student security forces... could be interesting," I thought and ran a finger over the inhibitor earrings I wore that locked away good portions of my power to make things fair. They were silvery hoops on the tops of my ears, often unseen. "I can remove these... logn as I'm not in class... full power usage because security forces don't have to hold back. I can try that loop arc spell on real people instead of dummies."

With an affirmative nod, I paid my bill and left, note in hand.
A quick run through a refresher got me cleaned up and I pulled my hair into a pony tail, leaving a locke falling down over either ear. Off to find Hellion.

I found him reading a note that looked quite similar to mine and waited for him to finish from a few yards away before walkign up to him.
"Hellion-kun, guess what."

 

[hybirdx]

OOC: The thread that refuses to die.

IC: Jamie read the paper over and over before sighing. "Why couldn't they just ask me instead of forcing me to?"

Jamie crumpled up the paper and stood up. "Okay guys, it looks like you got the spell down. I'm going to head out." Jamie shoved his hands into his pockets and walked out of the cafeteria. As he wandered around the campus, Jamie realized that it wasn't so much the fact that the Dean was forcing him to do something he really had no interest in. It was the fact that he had other problems to deal with.

Both emotionally, and physically.

One of those problems involved the incident during the final minutes before himself, Hellion, and Ari decided to hide out in the Layla. Ever since, Jamie felt sick. Very sick. His little "episode" on Ari's ship didn't help either. Over the last few days, he suddenly woke up, vomit passing the mouth and going out through his nose. And if it wasn't the nasal vomiting, it was the suddenly frost bite worthy chills that would suddenly wake him up in the middle of the night.

He had no idea what was causing these sudden symptoms, but it was beginning t affect him greatly. Even his psychic powers became victim to whatever was making him sick.

Jamie stopped in his tracks, a frightening thought suddenly invading his mind. "What if my psychic powers are the cause of my sickness?

 

[The GrandMage]

Hellion "James" McKimble

Hellion started, and jumped up, hugging Ari tight against him and kissing her passionately. "Well, either you're about to tell me you're preganant, or, much more likely, you too have been drafted for..."

He glanced off to each side, and then pulled Ari outside, and around to the back of the Cafeteria. "Security work. Considering your intelligence, andthe fact you said one of your classes was working off your creation, I have no doubt you're at the top of your classes."

 

[Vixandra]

Ari

"PREGNANT!" I startled at his initial response. "Oh, hell no! I mean, no offense, Hellion, but I don't know you that well... and I haven't finished school... so NO babies."
I calmed down and added, "Not that I don't seriously enjoy the practice making them though. Don't worry about that, I've got a a charm to prevent that."

He pulled me outside after a kiss (or three) and mentioned me being at the head of my classes. I blushed with a grin. "Well, yeah, I'm ahead in my classes. I've done the feild work all the teachers are talking about, not just the book stuff. So I know more then most my peers. Knowledge is power and all that.
"You must be pretty bright too," I went on, pleased. "You got pulled for this 'lets save the campus world' squad, too. Wonder who else got pulled...."

With a shrug I looked at my WC with a start. "Uh-oh... I'm going to be late for that stupid WUSE meeting that's going on this afternoon! I'm sorry, Hellion, I've got to run. I've been nominated for some stupid councel possition and such drama. They're trying to get an Department of Engeneering to split off of the technomancer's department using my jump drive as an excuse."
I rolled my eyes. "We need a straight Engeneering department but I'm not comfy with being its student leader. Anyway, enough drama."
I pulled Hellion back into my arms for a rousing kiss that left me kind of breathless. A few gasps later, "I should be out of this meeting by around 7'ish. Meet me for..."
My WC chirped at me, an emergency signal. I muttered as I flipped it open, fingers flying over the keys.
"Hellion, could you go find Jamie-kun? My computer says there's some odd power flares going off around one of the CoM buildings that matches his patterns from the ship. I'd probably get shot over next to your experimental buildings, but you're CoM too, they shouldn't shoot you on sight."
Again my WC chirped at me, reminding me I was going to be unacceptably late (rather then fashionably). I sighed, kissed Hellion again and took off at a run, doors opening before me as I went. Technomancy, fun stuff.

 

[Vixandra]

Ari

OOC: Bumping for the hell of it because I'm bored... and this thread was random as all hell.

IC: The meeting went as I'd predicted, with the twist of me using my new status as a security enforcer as an excuse not to help in the revolution. I managed to get out of the meeting hall around 7:30, later then I'd wanted I thought grumpily.

A grumble of my stomach reminded me it was high time for dinner. I set off to find Hellion and Jamie, connecting myself with the sensors of the school to get a lock on either of thier locations. Friends (or more) first then food.

 

[cats]

Todays menu consisted of Stew a la the blob. This highly acidic and intelligent meal had already broken free of the food pryamid and was now well on its way out of the cafateria eating the ocasional passer by, as opertunities arose.

The campus speakers clicked on aduibly. "Would security enforcment please feed... I mean disable todays lunch speacil."

 

[Vixandra]

Ari

"Would security enforcement please feed... I mean disable todays lunch special."

I groaned inwardly. I remembered reading something about a blob stew on tonights menu but knowing the staff here, it was now a rampaging death blob with lintels. I suppressed a shudder of revulsion and rerouted over to the cafeteria.

I reached for the blaster that I normally carried concealed in the small of my back only to find it not there. Damn sex-induced stupor, I cursed mentally. And I'd siphoned off energy before hand and hadn't fed since. This was gonna hurt.

I pushed open one of the doors to the cafeteria. Chaos and hurling bits of lintels reigned, with students running, screaming, from a large, pea and lentil soup-green monster slugging around the room faster then it should have been.

I noticed a metal serving tray within reaching distance and a large basket of cutlery behind the soup-sludge-blob.

"Who wants to play with electro-magnets," I asked rhetorically as I picked up the tray and ran a charge through it to magnetize it, thus attracting the cutlery to it like a shot gun blast, aimed to go through the blob.

 

[cats]

IC: A blast of stainless steel utensils and magnetized plastic sporks flew threw the blob with audible but goo muffled sashes. The stew shrieked in a manner wholly impossible to most cuisine. The metal and magnetized plastic clanked against the tray before melting into nothing.

The blob then moved from it low slumped position into an almost human height mass. From with in that lentil lined stretched out what passes for an arm or maybe a tentacle which reached across its back and swung forward fling a carrot at unnatural speeds.

 

[Vixandra]

Ari

I had time to gasp, "Oh shit!" before the metal cutlery and the plastic ones as well slammed into the serving tray at high speed. That knocked me back a step or three.

The carrot that followed slammed into my left shoulder. And I learned it was a raw carrot- far to painful to be a nice mushy cooked one. The peanut butter smeared across it helped identify it as uncooked as well.

I tried to raise my left arm but it hung limply at my side, painless at the moment. I had time to curse a blue streak before dodging out of the way of another carrot. Part of that cursing was for the blobster and the rest at my own stupidity at leaving my room unarmed.

Well, I'd tried weaponry, maybe I could overload it with electricity, I thought. So, to that end, I spread my hands, pooling power from myself and whatever I could pull from the cafeteria in between them.

Once I had a good sized ball, I hurled it at the creature and dived behind an overturned table for cover.

 

[cats]

The vast lighting caused the lights to flicker as it seeped harmlessly into the beast. Milliseconds latter the blob exploded in a burst of electrical power and the smell of burnt peas filled the air.

The now many smaller cooked blobs bubbled and boiled before moving back into a single mass, then began to make its way for the overturned table. From the back room came out the elderly Lunch Lady with a pot of mushy broccoli. "Wait we need to add the final ingredient."

The blob turned what could be considered its head to see the lady and then changed its direction, easily tripling its speed, and moved toward the door opposite the lunch lady.

 

[Vixandra]

Ari

My jaw dropped as the thing reformed and then took off after the lunch lady. Part of my was wondering where my fellow enforcers were (particularly the winged one) but I shoved the thought away as I looked around for a weapon.

A fallen student (a freshthing by all appearances) lay in a crumpled heap, a gunblade style blaster draped across the remains of his back. I grabbed the weapon on the run and charged it to full power. I aimed at the stew-sludge-blob-monster-thingy whose name keeps getting longer and waited to see if the broccoli bits would have any effect on it.


Suicidal lunch ladies, broccoli bits (which would make it even more inedible to me personally) and a left arm that wasn't working. I was not having a fun evening.

 

[cats]

The blob like stew that smelled of lentels and burnt peas rounded he corner past the door fleeing the security enforcer and the lunch lady, who was in prustue at the highest speed a 102 year old preparer of food can muster.

 

[Vixandra]

Ari

The things I do for extra credit.

I darted over to the lunch lady. "Does it need some or all of the broccoli?"

After getting an answer I took the needed broccoli and ran after the blob, quite a bit faster then the lunch lady. I was starting to feel my shoulder now, a throb of pain every time I hit the ground.

Fresh screams from the quad forced me to go faster until I skidded around a corner and almost into the blob who had a pair of freshthing twins cornered. It burbled and oozed at them menacingly.

Hoping it worked, I threw the broccoli at the swamp thing.

 

[cats]

The lunch lady glared at the stupid student, one can never have to much broccli so putting in as much as possible was standard.

...

The ooze Screamed in the same horror as a 2-year old realizing it was eating the foul vegitable, the vegitable that could choke a ghost.

The blod fell into harless heep of stew letting loose a partialy digested student skeleton. The sew seemed fine although the burnt pea smell remained.

The lunch lady stepped out. "Oh what a mess! All of it has been on the grond for more thenfiv seconds, now I have to make it again."

 

[Vixandra]

Ari

I glared at the lunch lady. "Just don't animate this batch, okay?"

I made my way back to my rooms, kicking a couple of COM students in the head before they'd leave me a lone in the process.

Pulling the carrot out of my shoulder, I tossed it into the trash chute along with the tattered remains of my clothing. A trip through the shower and I was clean and no longer pea scented.

I pulled on a pair of thigh highs and a sleeveless dress after slapping a bandage on my shoulder.

Then I wrote in perminant marker on my door, "GRAB GUNBLADE BEFORE LEAVING!!!" I locked the door, set it to where it would let Hellion in if he came by.

Setting the afore mentioned gunblade on my dresser, I grabbed a tub of something from my mini fridge and inhaled it before falling asleep.

 

[hybirdx]

OOC: *Huffs and Puffs dust off* ACK!!! *Chokes on old thread dust, and suffocates on even older role playing rust.*

Jaime sighed as he rolled over in bed. He was exhausted; while he was in a deep, almost uninterrupted slumber he was "politely" called to settle an incident in the middle of the night. Apparently, a few freshthing CoM students thought it'd be funny if they used alchemy made animals to sneak in a nearby WUSE dorm, one that was rumored to be particularly inhabited by the feminine kind, and sneak a few camera shots, thus killing two birds with one stone.

Unfortunately, what the freshthings did NOT know, was that there were also a few male WUSE students that night. Needless to say, chaos ensued.

The psychonectically charged teen had guessed that the role of "peace officer" was most likely within the job description of an security enforcer, but the fact of the matter was, Jamie wasn't really in a "peaceful" mood, and even though his was lacking in energy, in just about every sense of the word, Jamie easily "settled" the issue. After he calmed down, Jamie offered to pay for his victims' regeneration, but after the first CoM student and the first WUSE student instantly started blasting one another only seconds after regeneration, he decided to let the students cover their own tails. As he began to leave, one of the regenerators had mentioned there was an incident earlier in the day with the "lunch special" which other student enforcers had to deal with a giant blob of sorts. Jamie figured he missed the call, considering he'd been dead asleep until the dorm room fiasco.

Something which, for the past two hours, he's been unable to do.

 

[cats]

The eager transfer student waited patiently as the computer displayed here transcript. "Well Ms. Dur, I must say both of your scores's warrant a speedy entrance into our lawschool."

"Yes well I ried to maintain a strong GPA in my comunity college experince. Does your use of both mean you also checked my SAT scores?"

"Yes" The human like demo lied. "Welcome to the campus, heres a map and your class list."

"Thank you" Kori said before leaveing the building.

The demon turned back to her transcripts and clicking just under her name typed "BANE Mundane".