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Another School of Mutual Killing!? - OOC

Elend Carrol

It took a moment for the shock of a magically-appearing teddy bear to wear off, but the talking bit didn't surprise Elend at all. He'd seen robots before, and this one was no different. It moved better, and the voice was very well done, but it was just a robot, a tool, like the guns and the cameras, of... who? Someone else? But who would want to do this to him, and to these other people too?

And then the robot said something, something Elend had to process before it truly registered.

"..killing a fellow classmate."

What!? Elend's brain went from buzzing a mile a minute to flatlining in an instant. What? What had it said? Kill? Kill a fellow classmate? No, that wasn't right. That would be... insane. He couldn't kill someone. He could barely talk to someone else. Cassie! He needed to get out of this place. He couldn't kill someone. He couldn't. He couldn't, he couldn't he couldn't he couldn't hecouldnthecouldnthecouldnthecouldnt...

At some point, his feet had begun moving on their own. He hadn't, he couldn't, hear anything that the others were saying. His panic had filled his ears with a roaring waterfall of confusion and emotion. Panic threatened to overwhelm him, to sweep him away. So the strong, the cold, analytically, rational side of his mind took the confusion and fear and pushed it away to burn itself out unfelt by their owner.

Elend found himself standing in the middle of the room, exactly where the robotic stuffed bear had appeared, a camera looking at him with a single cold eye from above. He felt numb, cold inside not that the wave of irrational panic had passed. Right now, the last thing he could be was irrational; that could very likely get him killed. There was so much he still didn't know about his current situation. He needed to gather more information. For all anyone knew, that ear was full of crap. Too bad no one was willing to call that particular bluff, especially not after seeing those guns.

The dark-haired boy collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down his face. "Why? Why me, I'm nobody? Why would we have to kill ourselves? You can't just say something like that!" Elend's two glassy, tearful eyes met the camera's singular dark one. "You can't be serious! Right? Monokuma, or whoever it is that's doing this, please stop! It's not funny anymore! I just want to go home!" And with that, Elend's voice broke, and he colapsed into a ball on the cold, tiled floor. "Why, why us," he muttered under his breath. One arm was wrapped around his chest,as if to try and hold its owner together with sheer strength of grip, and the other slipped the corner of the plastic tile that Monokuma had been standing on, and the small tack used to cut it loose, into Elend's pocket. Rule four did say that investigating the school was permitted, but Elend wasn't sure how the headmaster would appreciate being investigated personally.

"Why, why, why us," he repeated, his head pressed up against his knees, rocking on the smooth tile. Later on he'd search his clothing for any hairs that the bear had dropped. A stuffed animal would almost always be covered in traces of its owner, and if he could shrink down the list of suspects, that would be enough. That would be enough to keep him sane. So long as he was Elend, Super High School Level Scientist, he didn't have to be Elend, shy and scared little boy who just wanted to be crying real tears and scream for his sister to save him.

Yu-Gi-Oh! OMEGA

Kaiba created the game. Pegausus was just a poser. Your argument is invalid.

Yu-Gi-Oh! OMEGA

Not like Kaiba = Inferior to Kaiba

That aside, I meant the Rat's Nest gangster guy is a cheating bastard, and Ian will smash his face in for insulting his man-crush (Valin).

Mirrored Fate

I frequently have long conversations with my characters Most of my characters I write by putting them in the room with me and letting them tell me what they did at the time. Ava is... not incredibly compliant, to say the least. She's also very violent.

Naruto: Birth of a Better Generation

That's terrible. It's not much, but I wish you the best through the difficulties of the present and those to come. Nothing can be said that will make a situation like that any better. I'm really sorry Prince.

Also, I am dropping out of this RP. It's way too hostile in here for my tastes and not enjoyable for me to participate in. When an RP is no longer fun, I see no point in continuing to be involved. The best of luck for the other RPers, and again, I'm terribly sorry for what has happened Prince.

Mirrored Fate

"Why are the commoners speaking of something they do not have?"

Because they plan on having it in the future.

"Silly little plebeians."

Go away Ava, you're being obnoxious.

*Glares and summons her scorpion puppet*

Never mind, carry on. ... psychotic emo loli bit- *gets stabbed*

Precipice of a Thousand Apocalypses

Just waiting for something to start. Nothing to do until then.

Yu-Gi-Oh! OMEGA

Ian and Bell have infiltrated the duel of dragons. And yeah, even if Valin were to lose the duel, Ian would beat the crap out of the cheating bastard.

Yu-Gi-Oh! OMEGA

The Streets
in the Rat's Nest

Ian took a mouthful of cold soda and waited a second before letting the taste vanish. He sat atop a trash bin outside of an old convenience store, Bell had gone back inside after grabbing them each a soda to see if she could find anything worth eating. Ian was watching a strangely shaped cloud move across the sky when she came back out. "Anything good" he asked. She just popped a bubble and tossed him a pack of gum. That was a negative on the chocolate bar then. Dang, he'd really wanted a chocolate bar. Ian jumped down and handed Bell back the pack, sans one stick.

After disappearing the pack to some pocket Ian had no idea where, Bell slipped on her silver helmet and was ready to take off. With a sigh at her impatience, Ian climbed on behind her and held on for his life as she rocketed down the street. He let his head fall back so he was watching the sky, and he found the strange cloud that he had begun following. "Hello Nimbusman, how are you doing today?" Thankfully, Bell couldn't hear him talking to an imaginary monster through her helmet, and even if she could have, she probably had music playing inside it.

A bright light of a duel kicking off caught Ian's eye, his new friend dissolving into mist and vapor. Ian absentmindedly wondered who was dueling, and if it was someone he knew. He pulled out his phone and pointed it in the direction of the duel. The first duel disk he tried to hack was a nice one, too nice to be hacked into by a simple wireless program running from a modified cellphone, but the other was a cheapy. It was easy for Ian to hack into the duel disk and scan the files to display the duel on his phone, and this was all with one hand while moving far over the speed limit down narrow streets. When he saw who the Rat's Nest local was dueling, Ian forgot to hold on and almost fell right off the back of the Strider. "No fuckin' way! There is no way!" Valin Rotor! Here!?

It was like someone had dropped blood into the water and Ian had turned into a shark, nothing else mattered in the moment. Bell hadn't noticed anything. Ian reached around and wrote something with his finger on her arm, a signal to swap control. Bell let go without hesitation, Ian grabbing the Strider's controls from her in a second. Ian ran through the street layout of the area, and figured that the road on the left, six alley's ahead, would connect to where he figured the duel was. But the angle was too sharp, he wouldn't be able to make the corner. The Strider streaked past the turn at full speed. Ian saw a hole in the road ahead, and aimed the runner for it. It bounced into the air for a moment, long enough for Ian to reorient the runner's ball 180 degrees. When it crashed back down, the runner skidded to a sudden stop and took off in the opposite direction, the riders still facing the original. The rider found the turn and emerged onto a larger road, finally having enough room to rotate the two passengers so they were facing the direction of motion. Ian gunned it.

"So what is it?" Bell finally asked as Ian brought the Strider to a slow crawl. He was peering down every street they passed, looking for the duel.

Ian gave her back control of the runner and hopped off, practically hopping with excitement. "You won't believe it!"

Bell's eyes almost fell out of her head from the strength of the channeled annoyance in the roll of her eyes. "Try me." She swore that his eyes were sparkling. She wondered if he was on something.

"Valin Mother Fuckin' Rotor! Here, in the Nest! We need to be checking this out!"

Yeah, he was definitely on something if he thought someone like Valin would ever set foot in the Rat's Nest. "You're right: I don't believe you." It was as if she'd taken a pin to his overinflated excitement. "We should probably check it out anyways." Wow he rebounded fast.

A flash of light made the pair spin to see what was happening. The one, the only, the Volspire Dragon rose into the air,a blast of power crushing its enemy for sure lit up the area again. "Holy shi-," it was Bell who spoke, but they were both sprinting in the direction of the summoned beast before she'd even finished the thought. Ian and Bell stopped short as they emerged from a back alley onto a wider street. There he was, Valin Rotor, dueling some Rat's Nest nobody. Then the nobody did something unimaginable; he summoned his own dragon in response to Volspire. A huge, dark dragon shimmered int being.

Bell looked away from the clash of titanic dragons to look at Ian. He had his phone out and was recording the duel with it. He had the hacking system running in the background. Looking away from the screen, his wide eyes met Bell's. He looked like he was in shock, and his voice shook when he spoke. "Valin, he's... losing."

VR: Haven: Tabula Rasa

Still here and ready to screw around with Merc.