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6 yrs ago
Current Well, well, well, if it isn't the consequences of my own actions.
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6 yrs ago
She knocked that smug look off my face but luckily I was wearing a second, smaller smug look underneath.
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8 yrs ago
There's nothing more intoxicating than the clear absence of a penis.
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9 yrs ago
Half of Blink 182 is Wink 91.
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10 yrs ago
A Freudian Slip is when you mean one thing but fuck your mother.
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"I like it when the center is wet."


"You're the biggest bitch I know, but you're funny sometimes, so it's okay."
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@Jedly
Yep same looking forward to it!

... I look back at my post and spotted like a few embarrassing mistakes, more than I'd like to admit.
I guess the saying "You detect almost all the errors after you've sent already sent the email." rings true.
@Jedly

Just gotta mention how well your post flow man, good job at writing it!
@KuramaaaZ

Please no I like my face.
@KuramaaaZ

Either/or is fine, just make sure to specify on the top of your post if its before or after the timeskip. (Which i forgot lmao)
@liferusher
I got you.

@Jedly
Yeah we'll do that after Luke's done with waking up Emi lmao. Actually feel free to put a post up, I'll just make Luke enter the room and interact.



((Pre-Timeskip))
Luke sat cross legged training on the floor of his dorm. He tried to channel the waters to encircle him properly, but with each sting of pain that seemed to proliferate, he would lose concentration and the water would instead listen to gravity rather than Luke. He sat there, wet and a little vexed. He conjured up what little energy he had and dried his damp clothes and floor, willing the water into the drain.

Deciding to clear his mind, and noting that it wasn't exactly curfew just yet, he walked outside his dorm. There were only a scant few students littered around the hallways, so he mostly only had the darkness and silence to keep him company, which was fine with Luke. It seemed that the pain subsides with each passing moment. Everything else was normal except for one odd thing. Papers. Papers were littered in one specific section of his not-so nightly walk.

Curiosity is a maddening and tempting beast, Luke found himself following the trail of paper. It just didn't fit normalcy, not one bit. And at the end of the rainbow, there was a dark room. Luke squinted a confused looked, and was just about to return to his room- Until his ears pricked upwards, he could hear the soft breathing of a person, albeit faint.

"No way, it's not possible that someone could sleep on this cold flo-" Luke bit his tongue as his eyes adjusted in the dark, a familiar girl lay on the chilly floors. It was Emi. "What in the world."

Like a cautious herbivore, Luke slowly approached her sleeping figure, her soft snores reverberating throughout the pitch-black room. Once he got next to the figure he crouched down and visually confirmed it was indeed Emi. He shook her lightly, "Emi. Emi.. Are you alright?" he beckoned silently, "I don't think it's very healthy to sleep on these cold tiles, hypothermia and... yeah. If you wish I can carry you to your room, but you have to lead."
@Jedly
Hey Jedly, up for some character interactions?
@Zelosse
What are the students under headmaster Kano suppose to be doing right now?
Banned for having a cool title.

How in the world did you do that?







As soon as he took a single step within the ship, every fibre of his being felt... odd. Something was off with this ship, he could feel it etched into his bones. His usual smirk faded into obscurity, instead replaced by a slight tingle of fear. Everyone around him had started to panic amongst themselves, then the ramp went up, amplifying the fear within the group of individuals.

A bright, white light cascaded all over the room and blinded everyone. Alden tried to place his left hand over his eyes but to no avail as he succumbed to the light. He knelt at first, trying to ignore the gnawing pain he felt, but eventually he slumped on the floor and with a final breath he fainted.




Alden gulped a giant breath of air, in his worry he looked around and noticed a familiar setting. His room, everything was as it was, the ceiling, furniture, door. Even the ever so intimate scent of his home was present. He WAS at home. A tray of food was left on the table adjacent to the bed. Slapping his tongue up and down, he found that his mouth was dry and coarse.

Trying to reach for the glass, tt appeared to Alden that he was asleep for atleast a day as he felt his muscles a bit tense. He couldn't muster the energy to grab it, but then something peculiar happened. While reaching out towards the glass, the water seemed to seep out of it. It encircled his right hand, akin to twin dragons coiling against each other.

With a surprised gasp, his focus broke and the beautifully cascading waters dropped into his sheets.

"What in the-" Alden whispered silently,

The door then creaked open, it was the visage of his mother and sister. Both with an usual expression of worry cast on their faces.

How long was I out for to give them both worrying looks like that he thought in self loathing, making note of their grieved faces, he tried to shoot them a grin but found himself a bit too wear and weary so all he could muster up was a small smile.

"Don't worry dear, rest up all you want. You've been asleep for two days, I've never seen this happen to you." Alden's mother said, her usual, stern tone was laced with subtle anguish and worry.

You could even hear the sniffles of his little sister, who was unlike her normal energetic and bubble self. She was silent and solemn, which Alden found a tad odd.

"Thank you Mother." he replied, his voice a bit low, "Chin up sister, I'm alright."

They both left Alden to his devices. Glancing at the electronic clock, which also conveniently told the day. It was Saturday. His mother was right, what in the world happened to him. He looked at his right hand, and glanced back at the now half empty glass of water. He pointed his hand towards it, the water once again heeded his call and coiled around his arm. He concentrated enough to get it into his mouth this time.

"What's... What's happening to me." he said in a very low voice of worry, he articulated that everyone in that spaceship might also have powers like him. He was almost certain that some foreign thing messed with their DNA or something close, Alden's mind wasn't exactly in the right.

Then, with him swimming in his own thoughts, the phone rang. It was Richard, he was asked to meet up. Unless Alden is wrong, then his hypothesis of everyone receiving some power was right. He was given powers, no doubt about that. As he listed down the address of Richard before storming off into the shower.

Usually he would take time to do this to near perfection, but this time it was slightly rushed. His clothing wasn't exactly right, and neither was his hair. Both being somewhat disheveled. Then, after answering his mothers out-of place worried questions he set out, the written address in hand.





It wasn't exactly hard to find it, as he asked around in the general area. His usual, alluring smile now back since he regained a bit of his energy back. He was pointed to the general direction of the home. He was slightly late, it appeared, which he would apologize later for.

He was right behind Mina and Hal, but they entered the house when he was still a ways off. So he had to knock on the door once more and bother the lady again. He reached the front enclosure of the home, and with a knowing nod Alden was let in, seeing as the lady thought he was the same as Hal or Mina.

As he was led to the pseudo meeting grounds of sorts, he had caught the last part of the conversation, something about his powers. He opened the door, and after entering he closed it slowly,

"Hey." Alden said unusually casual, he usually tried to greet people more personally and formally, "Sorry for being late, catch me up, please." he had also psychologically chosen not to comment on the rather scantily clothed girl next to Richard.

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