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Kyle

IC: 'Can I sit by you guys?' I looked at the some what attractive young Lady. "I really don't care one way or another, as long as you don't do class work at the table." I found that tended to cover most dangerous things. From science produced giant killer bugs to magical produced giant killer bugs, to legal paper work that makes me with for giant killer bugs.

The man at the back of the room walked over to the table, just after the girl sat down. 'I noticed you looking at the TV. Tell me do you know anything of the rations stored under that building.' I stared at him vaguely sizing him up. "What rations?"

'Under that building they had rations from shortly after world war 2. The same kind of rations they use to make the food here. Do you know where it is?' "No, now go pester some one else." The man remained and looked at the others to see there response.
 
Ari

Sitting down I said, "Not a problem, homerwork's done already. Teacher handed out the homework sylybus for the week at the start of class."
I settled in, taking a few bites- not great but it was edible. I dug in with a vengeance to take the edge off of my hunger. Women in my family have increadibly fast metabolisms- feed the brain. A man approched our table and talked to one of the guys, disturbing me from my food.
I studied the man for a moment before shrugging. "Not a clue."
I turned back to my table mates, dismissing the odd man asking about food.
"I'm Arivania Inverse, Ari for short and I'm part of WUSE, unless they've reclassed Metamagical Computationals again. Who are you guys?"
 
Ooc: Is there room for one more? (I could't find the ooc for this thread... )
 
OOC:

Feel free to Hy, post a character and hop in. Also there is no OOC at the moment hence why you couldn't find it.
 
Hellion "James" McKimble

Suffering no adverse affects, he began shovelling the food in his mouth like he was afraid it would run away. And, considering it was edible, that was still a possibility. He looked up at the woman asking to sit by them, and nodded as the other guy said she could as long as she didn't do work.

He swallowed, about to talk to her when the man came over, asking them about rations and food. "What is Spam for five hundred, Alex?"

He made a shooing motion, and turned to the woman again just in time to hear her say she was from WUSE. He forced a smile. "Oh, a WUSE girl, huh?"

His finger itched towards his gun. This could be trouble. "My name's Hellion. Hellion McKimble. People just call me James, though. I go to the CoM..."
 
Name: Jamie (Zero) Sky
Age: 19-20
School: CoM
eyes: eerie purple (light purple with a odd glow)
hair: Auburn
Body type: Built for speed and various martial arts, so slim build and flexable.
Advantages: Psychic, other things that will not be mentioned
disadvantages: Often quiet. Afraid to make freinds. Is infamous for undisclosed reasons.

Bio: Jamie's parents were high skilled, respected assasins. And wanted to make Jaime just as good as them. They failed miserably for two reasons. One Jamie isn't much of a fan for killing, and two, his psychic abliatys made him far better of a assasin than they were.

after seven years of targeted-terrorist assainations, and five years of saving, Jamie is not only richer than anybodie else than his family, and have more than enough to enter I.O.U, but he's more skilled in combat than his mother and father will ever be. In fact, his comrads nicknamed him Zero, because whenever he counted from 5 to 0, his targets died of mysterious deaths that couldn't be dechipered why. Only flaw to his psychic powers is that it gives him a mind cripling headache if he uses it too much, so he avoids use of it as much as he can.

Just two little eedy-biddy problems. Not only he's late for his first day of school, he has no idea of whats he's getting into.
 
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OOC: The lethal psy ability is a bit much for an undergrad student. Please add some sort of draw back to it, the character, or weaken it. Other then that welcome and don't worry no one seems to be able to find tehre classes, often.

IC: I rolled around a couple more peas. I don't know this spam thing is weird. I have to wonder why the goverment is after it. After all it's not the first time the school ahs feed students patentaily dangerous food. Speaking of. "I just can't trust these peas. They are odviously dangerous."

You know I bet Meep meat would be rather good right now. How am I kidding meep meat is the best food on campous at any time. Meeps were little furry half cylinder creatures that mysteriously apeared on campous and began to over populate. Then one jock discovered they were edible. Now they are quite rare.

"So ever had meep? It's better then cold pizza."
 
ooc: Okay, I changed it a bit, hopefully I did it so he's not too powerful.

Ic:

"Man, I'm finnaly here." Jamie droped his bags and looked at his room. It wasn't much, but it far better than his celler back at the training grounds. "Too bad I missed most of my classes... But they gave me really shity directions..."

Jamie gave a small smile, for no apparent reason. "No more of moms cherry bomb pie, no more of dads shuriken shishcobob! No more assassinations!" Jamie turned and fell backwards on his bed. "I'm finaly free."

The new guy was just about to fall asleep when his cell phone rang. He lifted his feet above his head, and pushed forward, putting him in a sitting position. Jamie then pulled out his phone and opened it. "Hello? Oh hey sis!"

Jamie stood up and walked around the room. "Yeah, I just got here. Hmm? Yeeeah, they gave me some corn hole directions, yep, missed half of my classes. Yeah they're pissed. Said I should get some lunch and go through the rest of my classes. Worry bout the rest some other time. Okay, I'll see ya later, Bye!" Jamie turned off the phone and put it back in his pocket. "Man... Speaking of food... I'm starved!"
 
Ari

I could see James' hand twitch, almost as if he was armed. I sighed, shaking my head.
"No work to me also means no fighting because of inschool rivalries," I said evenly. "If you really want to throw fireworks at one another, that can be arranged, but lunch comes first."
I studied this Hellion James for a moment, wondering how in the hell one got James from Helllion. Shrugging, I labled it as some odd planet's custom and went back to my lunch. There were better things to do then fight over something I didn't even know about yet. I'd gotten in last night, mapped out where my classes were, found where they really were, mostly, and headed to bed, guarded by my pet.
"So, ever had meep?"
I shook my head. "Meep? I've heard of it but never had it. What's it taste like?"
 
"Maaan... I can't find it" Jamie groaned as he searched for the cafeteria. "And this map is useless!" Jamie looked from the paper, and saw that he was right in front of the cafeteria. "How did.... Okay, this place is weird!"

Jamie shook off the feling and walked into the place. Even though he was told that the food was at times fatal, the place was packed with students. Jamie looked to his left, then his right, and noticed something, there seemed to be tension between some of the tables. "Rivalrys?"

Jamie then noticed another problem, there was no where to sit.
 
Hellion "James" McKimble

He sighed with relief, and relaxed. "Hey, it's not that I'm interested in keeping these rivalries going, but sometimes even the nicest, most reasonable people on campus will go berserk on someone if they come from a rival. Of course, being reasonable is a drawback to being here, but, then again, what isn't?"

"You're sane, you can't really understand the place. And if you're insane,...you understand the place too well to do anything else, and you end up teaching here."

He laugehd at his own witty observation. He blinked, staring at the girl. "You've never had Meep? It's better than fried dodo! A little easier to get a hold of, but not by much. They look like furry little cylinders. They appear on campus every now and then. If you're not addicted to the taste, you can sell them for big money to other students. For food, or to protect, even though they'll just be stolen for food anyway..."
 
Kyle

IC: "Yeah, meeps have strange powers also, I've seen people brought to there knees incapable of doing anything but peting the critter and periodicly say meep softly. Hence where there names come from." I glanced at the door as a person walked in looking for a seat and a bit latter a second person walked in and began to look around also. "As for what they taste like, they taste alot like good if that is possible."

I looked once more at the peas and then at the line in the cafateria. "You know the place is really to quite today it is ratehr unerveing." At that moment my cel phone began to vibrate. I picked it up and answered it. 'Hello this is your cel provider and in order to provide the...*Click*' "Okay I feel a bit beter now." Then my phone began to go off again. "Hello?" 'To proive the best survice I msut ask you, have you seen any glowing spam lately?' "Glowing spam?" 'Thats right.' "No.... Hello?" How strange he hung up on me.

"Okay... things are weird again." That is good means the world isn't about to end. "We'll it is fairly nice not to have lunch with a bunch of people trying to kill me for a change."
 
Jamie grabed a tray of the.... Uniqe food the caferiteria was serving. "Ugh... What is this stuff? My mother can cook better than this!" Jamie thought about that comment for a moment, then shuddered. "Of course, she would probaly poison it afterwards, saying it was for my training... So this must be safer."

Jamie still had to find a spot to eat though. He also figured that he'd better be careful to where he sit. Oe wrong spot can mean his life. "Why am I fearing for my life? If they want to hurt, I'll psychicly beat the un-holy hell out of them. Of course... I do have my limits, can't take them all out."

Jamie got the feeling that somebody was watching him, but quickly dropped it when he didn't see anybodie looking at him. But he did see a table that had a few seats open. The ex-assasin taken a deep breath and walked over to the table. "Excuse me, may I sit here?"
 
Ari

When no one else said anything I piped up, "Sure, long as you don't do work or pick a fight over house rivalries."
I turned back to the guy who'd mentioned Meeps. "You know, I didn't catch your name. What is it?"
While I waited for his answer I told the new guy what my name was before starting to eat again.
If my watch was right, I theoretically had about twenty more min. to eat before my dashing to my next class... though I wasn't sure where it was. And with a name like "Interstellar Metamagical Computational Arithmatical Propulsion" or IMCAP for short, I figured it was at least important and possibly interesting.
 
Hellion "James" McKimble

As the others talked, he rapidly did away with the pile of food he'd had. What had started out as servings for five rapidly diminished into a single pea. Hellion eyed it strangely, put picked it up between two fingers, and threw it into the back of his mouth, swallowing quickly.

"...Not bad."

He Stretched, and unfurled his wings from where they had been, pulled tight against his back. He stretched them wide, glad for the space, before pulling them back close to his body. He looked over at the girl, and smiled.

"So, Ari, you find these rivalries as pointless as I do, huh? So, why don't you tell me more about yourself? Like, why'd you come to this Gods-forsaken land of insanity and mirth?"
 
Kyle Wind

OOC: I'm going to give the plot another big kick a couple of posts from now. Just so Hy has some time for his character to inter act more before I give the group a push. Just a heads up.

IC: The others at my table seemed completely and totally unfazed by my comment of glowing fake meat. I guess it relieved them too. Oh well time to join in the discussion.

James, as I believed he was called stretched his wings useing the free space of no one siting next to him. Once his wings were folded a man came up to a free seat and asked if he could join us. I looked him in the eye "Just don't blow anything up."

'So, Ari, you find these rivalries as pointless as I do, huh? So, why don't you tell me more about yourself? Like, why'd you come to this Gods-forsaken land of insanity and mirth?' I looked at the young Lady waiting for a response. Personally my question would be more along the lines of how many times has something killed you so far. Maybe I'm a bit competitive, then again I know a good number of Coup students who would kill some one until they reach at least as many deaths as they have had. Oh well.
 
"Don't worry bout me blowing anything up," Jamie reply just before sitting down. "But this stuff looks like its about to go off any second now... It looks like something my mom would make..." Jamie only half joked about that. At times he wondered if his family was even sane. 'Then again...' Jamie looked around the cafrteria. 'I don't think anybodie is sane here...'

'So, Ari, you find these rivalries as pointless as I do, huh? So, why don't you tell me more about yourself? Like, why'd you come to this Gods-forsaken land of insanity and mirth?' Jamie looked at the other two, then back at at the person he who let him sit by him. "You mean that all of these people who have the urge to kill just because of some dumb rivalrys? Gee... I wonder who hates CoM?"
 
Hellion "James" McKimble

He glanced over at the new guy. "For the most part, WUSE. They all pretty much hate each other. It's a matter of degrees. Some people are fine with other, and some are just strange. Like us in CoM, and the WUSE. We do a lot of work together, so the rivalry is mainly based on competition. But we fight too much to get anything done."

He shrugged, and turned his attention back to the girl. The girl was much more interesting than the guy. Especially since she was hot, and he was not.

"And what's wrong with the food, anyway? Looks like what normal humans eat today. Peas and such. No blobs, no molds, nothing still alive. Nothing exploded, nothing ran away, it's good today. What do you usually eat?"
 
Jamie groaned and placed his head on the table. "I left home to escape this shit. Now I'm back in it again?!" Jamie looked at the man with wings, who was obviously more interested in the girl. 'Can't blame him, she is cute... Better stop thinking about it. I really don't wanna fight some dude with wings over a girls love.'

'And what's wrong with the food, anyway? Looks like what normal humans eat today. Peas and such. No blobs, no molds, nothing still alive. Nothing exploded, nothing ran away, it's good today. What do you usually eat?'

"This stuff is most definetly not what we eat every day," Jamie muttered as he lifted a slop of peas with his psychic abiliatys. "I mean, yeah we eat stuff LIKE this... But this isn't freash, it looks poisonus. And it smells like dog piss!" Jamie let the food float into his mouth, "though... Its not exploding and I'm not hunched over dying from poisoning. So I guess you're right, nothing is wrong with the food. I'm just glad it isn't my mothers 'exploding pumking pie.'" Jamie then looked at the others. "And what the heck is Meep anyways? Some kind of geneticly mutated mouse?"
 
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Kyle

IC: 'Don't worry bout me blowing anything up,' The boy said before sitting down. 'But this stuff looks like its about to go off any second now... It looks like something my mom would make...' What a loveing mother. "I'd be more worried about the stuff that doesn't like like it will explode."

'You mean that all of these people who have the urge to kill just because of some dumb rivalrys? Gee... I wonder who hates CoM?' Really doesn't matter what school your in the answer is every otehr school hates you, just they may not at the moment. While my understanding is moops ball is fun, I would argue blood feuds between the faculty and schools is more our schools sport. More fun to watch any how.

'For the most part, WUSE...' Speaking of which those are the schools of this guy and girl. Looks, like he may be interested in her how ever. To quote Shakespears Romeo and Juliet, Et tu Burtie? There teachers aren't going to like it. It'll be like a war animie with one of two options. A, a good chance to spy, or B, treason! '...But we fight too much to get anything done.' Whats he talking about now?

'And what's wrong with the food, anyway? Looks like what normal humans eat today. Peas and such. No blobs, no molds, nothing still alive. Nothing exploded, nothing ran away, it's good today. What do you usually eat?' he does bring us up to good point. "Other then the weird disapearence of the spam, from the menu and all the weird questions about it. Today is very unusaul in that the food is etible."

'This stuff is most definetly not what we eat every day, I mean, yeah we eat stuff LIKE this... But this isn't freash, it looks poisonus. And it smells like dog piss!' Ah some of the less then leathal trait of campus food. If I had known I was required to eat here I enver would of decided to live on campous. 'though... Its not exploding and I'm not hunched over dying from poisoning.' Like I said had I known, I would be alot less paranoid around lunch time. 'So I guess you're right, nothing is wrong with the food. I'm just glad it isn't my mothers 'exploding pumking pie.' '

'And what the heck is Meep anyways? Some kind of geneticly mutated mouse?' "That is a good question, I once heard a Wuse student was trying to figure that out, but then word started spreading about them being edible, and he decided to change the experiment into finding the ebst way to cook one. But that is only a story like the rats in the steam tunnels."
 
"Rats in the steam tunnles?" Jamie shifted his head a bit. "Man, this place is way too wierd." Jamie psychoneticly lifted another spoonfull of the slop and placed it his mouth. "So WUSE will be the one I should mainly watch out for? Okay, sound simple enough."

Jamie shook his head. "Sorry, I haven't properly introduced myself. My name's Jamie. Or Zero, whatever you wanna call me is fine."
 
Ari

I watched Hellion stretch something out of his back- he had wings! I fought the urge to go, "KAWAIII!" and instead managed to say, "Those are beautiful, Hellion."
"So, Ari, you find these rivalries as pointless as I do, huh? So, why don't you tell me more about yourself? Like, why'd you come to this Gods-forsaken land of insanity and mirth?" he asked me.
I thought for a moment before making my reply. "I find fighting for a reason that I don't believe in is a waste of time, energy and resources. There are far better things to be doing then fighting over someone else's grudge. If CoM and WUSE are going to fight, leave me out of it. I managed to stay out of the fight between the Shiara and the Cal'ikain, I think I can stay out of the school rivalry. Though that was difficult... stupid Cal'ikain.
"Anyway, I'm here because there's a lot I don't know. And I want to make my MTCM drive better. Yeah, its good and fast but there's still room for improvement, I think."
There was a bit of surprise. "You're that Arivania Inverse?"
"You think the name's common?!?" I asked with a tilt of my head. "Yeah, I'm that person. But, as I said, the drive still needs some work- goes a bit off kilter around certain forms of magic, not a good thing."
Jamie asked who hated CoM and I turned to him. "I don't, long as they don't try to hurt me or my friends, we're all good. If they do try..."I knew there was a pretty evil gleam in my eye, "there are a few things I need test subjects for. Rather painful things."
Hellion went back to the food, saying it wasn't blowing up and that was odd.
"Maybe they're being nice since its the first day and they'll double the explosions on us tommorow?" I said, brushing a lock of my red hair out of my face. "Or they ran out?"
As I waited for a resonse, the new guy introduced himself as Jaime call me Zero.
"Charming name," I said just a bit sarcastically. Normally, I said, "I think I'll go with Zero, since Jaime's rather close to Hellion's first name of James and I'd rather not confuse myself or the two of you."
I looked at the other boy, the only one who's name I didn't know. "Do you have a name? I've asked twice and not gotten an answer. I mean if you don't want me to know then just say so but I would like to know what to call you. 'Hey guy' isn't very polite, tis quite rude in face."
 
Hellion "James" McKimble

He smiled, and moved closer to Ari. "Oh, you like my wings? That you very much, I think they're quite nice. I'm from a not-so-far-away, obscure little place you've probably never heard about called Htrae. I'm here because I don't have anyplace else to go. Stick out like a sore thumb on most of Earth, and I don't know much about off-world places."

Suddenly, there was a loud, sickening POP! Everyone turned to a table off to the right of the cafeteria. A furry cylinder was sitting on the table. There was a collective gasp and shout of "Meep!" from all around the cafeteria. People began rushing the table. Brawls broke out as people tried to impress on others their need to have the Meep. Lasers, bullets, and spells were thrown around like crazy.

Hellion sat next to Ari, ignoring the mob. "So,...umm, you have any free time later today? Perhaps want to get together and talk about the different magics, or somethin'?"
 
Jamie

Jamie gave a lazy smile. "Well if that what you wanna call me, then I'm fine with it." Jamie shot his head around as he heard a loud "POP!". Every bodie turn to look at the table, where a cylinder shaped rodent stood. "Is that a..."

"MEEP!' from all around the cafeteria. People began rushing the table. Meaningless brawls broke out as people tried to impress on others their need to have the Meep. Lasers, bullets, and spells were thrown around like crazy. Jamie ducked under a beam of blue laser and psychicly shifted a bullet out of his path way, and into a wall.

"All this for a little thing that looks like a cross bread between a can of soup, and a ferret?! Man, they must taste good for this kind of chaos!"
 
Ari

I nodded to Zero. "Might as well keep things simple- K.I.S.S. was created for a reason you know."
There was a pop and a shift in the room before utter chaos reigned as the students around us chased after a "meep." Personally- I thought it looked dreadful- too damn cute and not enough meat to make it worth eating. I ignored it after a threatening glance at the creature. My attention was quickly brought back to my companions of the moment.
"So,...umm, you have any free time later today? Perhaps want to get together and talk about the different magics, or somethin'?" Hellion asked me.
I blushed and ducked my head in the guise of checking out my wrist computer. I hit a few buttons, bringing up my schedule. "Well, um... I've got IMCAP next but after that I'm free. Should get out of that around three-thirty or so, I think."
A bullet glazed by me, almost hitting me. I stood, anger rippling through me as I stared at the mass of people shooting one another in the quest for a stupid meep.
I hit a few buttons on my wrist computer, destealthing the gunblade I had on my hip. Drawing it I fired into the lights above the crowd, raining bits of glass and phosporesence on the mass of idiots.
"Next idiot that shots near this table without warning, I'm going to shot him or her and collect the brain for experementation. I don't want your damn meep, I just don't want to get shot because you're after it. But I'll kill the next idiot who's gun fires in my direction," I said, my voice soft and deadly. It must have carried pretty well though- the sound of guns sliding into holsters and swords being drawn instead echoed through the room. I nodded happily. "THank you very much, you may continue your quest for the Meep, just no more ranged weapons."
"Idiots," I muttered, taking my seat again. "I doubt its as good as dragon, so what's the big deal?"
 
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