Estylwen

Academy 218 - Superhuman School (Always open)

Finally posted! I'll have to show you when it's done, but I made this sweet sketch of Aislin. >w>

Academy 218 - Superhuman School (Always open)

Back outside, Aislin was almost grateful the sky still poured. As Adam unfurled his umbrella she hung back, just out of its reach. Drops of rain washed off the excess grit and grime on her face, which she wiped off as best she could. It was liberating, being able to clean up. The past had less of a fearsome grip in her chest, it seemed. She ducked back under the safeguard of the Power Instructor's umbrella, refreshed.

"Here, Dana. Let me help you." Aislin gripped the handles of Dana's wheelchair, pushing her along the sidewalk as they walked across campus. It seemed like a small thing to do in comparison to Dana's heroism, but it was a start. 

She almost didn't recognize the Training Hall. It felt like forever ago she was here, marveling over her own potential. The halls called to her again, though only in need of self-defense. The Jungle, it was far too terrifying. The school would become her gray, locked box if she couldn't bring herself to venture outdoors, but she was scarred beyond what a child should be. Traumatized, Aislin had a paranoid fear for her life, petrified of the monsters in the dark. 

Aislin kept at Adam's heel as he took an unfamiliar path down the many halls of his building. They eventually reached his private office which Aislin immediately felt special to have the honor of entering. Jeez, Adam had a golden key for it and everything! It was a spacious and impressive office, and Aislin would kill to sift through his filing cabinets. If anyone knew secrets, it was him. Heh, maybe another day. There were two smaller cushion chairs facing Adam's imposing ebony desk, which Aislin quietly sat in. She had a feeling they'd be in here for a while. 

"What do you need to discuss?" Adam asked, still looming over her head despite them both sitting. Aislin couldn't help but appreciate his sharp figure accented by the sunlight shining behind his chair. The dark hues and sharp lines reminded her of a graphic novel. But of course, she was distracting herself with this image, holding her empty tongue. She had no idea where to even start, what to tell him. It was all so insane, Mr. Blackmore might not even believe her. 

"I guess... I'll just start from the beginning." Aislin gave a shaky sigh, rubbing some warmth into her arms. "As soon as I could, I left the hospital in search of the blue lady. I felt I owed it to both Jaska and myself to get some answers..."

Aislin talked at length, holding nothing back. She spoke of the growing darkness as she descended deeper into the tunnels, about the panic she felt when she knew she wasn't alone. She exclaimed with bitterness how she blew her chance at meeting the blue lady, infuriating the beautiful stranger in the dark instead. The story got darker from there as Aislin depicted how Luis slashed out at her with knives, and how her upgraded power saved her once, but not twice. The chase lasted seconds, she was certain she wouldn't make it.

"It was in that moment I heard a gunshot, and my assailant collapsed. In the blackness I only saw him once, but with the brief flash I caught a man standing over the stranger in a black wet suit and mask, firing one last round into his... Ugh, his head. After that, silence. Pure, unadulterated silence. If Dana hadn't come, I might still be out there, lost in the caves with a... C-corpse." Aislin said, rubbing her eyes frustratingly. She couldn't stop the tears leaking from them as she felt the terror all over again, explaining her story as best she could. 

"I was stupid to have ever wandered out, again. I'm sorry, sir. Truly. ...But the school isn't safe..."

Elementals: Void Assault

//dun dun duuuuun...

Obsidian: Wyverns [Character Deposit]

Laraxis Valco

Name: Laraxis Valco

Age: 28

Power: 

-- Technopathic Perception

Laraxis can see the blueprints and foundations for any existing or fragmented and broken technology. This requires him to have a physical connection with the machinery to see its origins, however. He can also piece together all sorts of advanced technology and read electrical signals off it (like mind reading for computers), but cannot manipulate it beyond that. 

Appearance: His platinum blond hair is half an inch short on the sides and back with his two inch bangs lightly gelled off his forehead. Coupled with snowy white skin, Laraxis looks incredibly pale. A thin line of smokey eyeliner lines the underside of his eyelids, highlighting his crystal blue eyes. He is of average height with an athletic build, often seen with small gold gauges among other piercings along his ear and gold rings adorning three of his fingers. His usually wears a custom-tailored one-shouldered monk outfit made out of molten grey fabric embroidered with shiny gold design. 

Personality: in a couple words, Laraxis is a ticking time-bomb. Despite all his talk of  one-with-the-Universe and meditation, he's the most bipolar, eccentric man you'll ever meet. One moment he'll be calm and kind, the next completely livid. Or simply crazy. He's a hypocrite to his own words, and you'd never hear him apologize for it, or for anything really. He has high expectations of everyone, and when those aren't met he never considers what he asks to be impossible. The blame is always on others. But he knows how to inspire confidence, and this makes up for some of his other aspects.

History: Coming across a dimension free of almost all supernatural elements, Laraxis immediately saw an opportunity. The amount of fear put toward super terrorists (he laughed at this, coming from a world where superheroes were embraced) could easily be used against them. With less to get in the way, he set about getting his hands on the Operatives, and for the next two years he learned everything he could about them. There wasn't much, most of the research was obliterated in Obsidian's explosion. But Laraxis found what he needed, and waited until the time was right to begin phase two.

Obsidian: Wyverns

I want to stop leading the story in the next post or so, bear with me. Then things'll get... Unpredictably exciting. >w>

Whoever doesn't go to the underground facility gets to meet the opposing side (Laraxis' sworn enemy), you won't be left with nothing to do, haha. XD

Edit: Added an 'Important NPC's' section in the opening OOC post, and Laraxis's sheet is exposed for all.

Elementals: Void Assault

Sorry for the delay, I've posted. There's a bit of a plot twist, just for you. We get to fight our way out together~ :3

Elementals: Void Assault

It seemed the entertainer had a shy side, as Yahtzee almost blushed after she spoke. Cora couldn't help but smirk, amused. It was strange, she actually got along with this element, unlike last time. Shida, bless his soul, was a hot-head. Yahtzee might have been ridiculously spirited, but he was youthful, very down-to-earth. 

The Earth Hygron definitely seemed more menacing up close, but Cora held her ground. Her eyes didn't stray from his as he claimed Vrail for his own, finally backing off after. She shrugged him off, nodding. "Yeah, whatever man."

Will approached her afterward, a quiet look in his eyes. Cora gave him her undivided attention. "So, do we have a plan? Also, I'm sorry I snapped like that. I shouldn't have done that."

"Food. Food's the plan." Cora tossed the plastic wrapped 'candy' bar to Will. She would be the last of them who'd eat, she would make sure of this. Besides, she had no idea how long it's been since Will had a decent meal. "There's a warehouse near Appling, we're gonna head there and start turning things around. And really, it's okay. I uh, I lost my cool too. So don't sweat it." 

Yahtzee's guardian had the strength to fly for the both of them, to Cora's amazement. Her own Irys didn't have that ability, only one of empath sensing. Sig leapt onto his turtle, tapping its head. Cora joined him, pulling herself up with nimble fingers onto the massive shell. 

"Yes, yes. Let's be off. Destiny await."

4:34pm, half a day later | The Warehouse

It stood alone in a barren field, a cement building ringed with chain link fence. The warehouse was massive, sprawling across the land and tall against the trash heaps surrounding it. Cora spied it from afar, seeing abandoned trucks but no people. Not a single worker in sight. A fully stocked building with absolutely no guards. It was their lucky day.

"Let's approach with caution, just to be safe." She said as they closed in, quietly breaking the front door. The place was a gold mine, honest to Kyra. There were stacks upon stacks of fresh military rations, canned food, even a form of chocolate! There were other basic essentials, but Cora soon became too distracted to revel in their spoils. Something was off...

This was far too easy. Something wasn't right. The moment Cora grew suspicious, Irys started pinging off in her head. From the rafters and balcony floor surrounding the warehouse's perimeter came dozens of armed professionals, peeping out from behind cover with their guns pointed at the Elementals below. 

"We have you surrounded, get on your knees!" Yelled a commanding voice from the balcony floor.

"Shit, a trap?!" Cora shot Sig a leery stare. "You set us up, didn't you."

Obsidian: Wyverns

Oooooh, I really like the fanart, Jazz. Fanart is sweet, I should totally do some too. XD

I agree with both sheets, excellent characters Lyn and Psycho! I'll add them to the list, but do tell when the rest of your sheet's up for Ghost. :3

Rubylust [Estylwen x Wrensthav]

Haha, life gets busy sometimes. I just moved into the city, so I've had my share of busy too.

Obsidian: Wyverns

Just posted, thank you for your patience. Just a few things to clarify: 1) Everyone at Manhattan Square gets an anonymous wallet, one way or another. 2) Everyone enroute to the Magnet Theater gets followed. Handle that how you will. ;)

Will look at CS submitions in a moment~