And poor Nico. On top of all of his troubles, now he has to cope with a clingy boyfriend, hahaha
It's hard being a walking beanbag, isn't it, Nico?
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It's hard being a walking beanbag, isn't it, Nico?
The first thought that came to mind....was he high? Did his uncle's good shit extend all the way here?
By the way, man, this completely made my day. Thanks for that.
@GreenGoat@Scio
Haha! Now they're both cats. Scio, you cad, you! I kid, though, I don't know why it shows up like this on my screen.
GG?
I did try clicking it, haha.
All hail the cat overlords that only Nico can see. RIP Nico.
Haha! Now they're both cats. Scio, you cad, you! I kid, though, I don't know why it shows up like this on my screen.
GG?
I did try clicking it, haha.
All hail the cat overlords that only Nico can see. RIP Nico.
@Scio
No problem. Fixing it immediately. If you were curious where my reading comprehension just tanked, it was "Something strange happened though; he just passed by each one of them."
I thought that meant he literally just snap-quick multiplied and passed by each person, haha.
No problem. Fixing it immediately. If you were curious where my reading comprehension just tanked, it was "Something strange happened though; he just passed by each one of them."
I thought that meant he literally just snap-quick multiplied and passed by each person, haha.
@January
Alright, so it won't be a problem if I just make an intro post of him arriving to the school, post smoke-screen?
Not sure if Scio wants you to have been there the entire time or if it's okay to arrive now with scary Varus taking center stage.
Probably just draft up an intro + reaction post to the smoke event and Varus for now and wait on Scio to confirm if it's okay to arrive late and not be obliterated by Varus. If you needed to have been there the entire time, it'll be a simple matter to add that in before posting.
As I poke Scio for you.
@Scio
@hagroden
Most people were waiting in front of the school gates, generally just talking to each other.
Nothing happened by way of events until Scio's latest IC post.
I know it seems like I'm being flippant, but that's really all that's happened so far if you're wondering about key events.
Most people were waiting in front of the school gates, generally just talking to each other.
Nothing happened by way of events until Scio's latest IC post.
I know it seems like I'm being flippant, but that's really all that's happened so far if you're wondering about key events.
NICO LEHMANN
Just when Nico was wondering how long he’d have to keep an eye on Asswipe—and how much longer he’d be able to do it without just collapsing from exhaustion, a window in some distance slammed open and he immediately jumped at the sound cutting through the calm chatter of students. Turning to the highest tower of the school, Nico saw a billow of thick, grey smoke rushing rapidly out of the window that had been shut tight just moments before.
He processed a silhouette of a man just briefly before the expanding smoke stretched across the sky like a vaporous curtain, muting all the colors of the world for a brief and terrifying moment. Shafts of light pierced through the grey veil soon afterwards, settling a tiny fraction of Nico’s frayed nerves, but that moment of relief barely lasted before the smoke itself seemed to dash towards the group of students in a much more sinister interpretation of rain.
Nico cried out and covered his head with his arms. Only to see the thinning strands of smog shift into doves. Which still flew straight for them. Bracing for impact, Nico squeezed his eyes shut and heard a strange noise slip into the air around him, like a soft sigh with a hint of a rasp.
And then the smoke was everywhere around him and in him and Nico couldn’t even fathom what was happening to even panic.
I can’t move.
His first thought in trying to process everything.
I can’t feel.
A person appeared before him.
I can see.
I can hear.
…Good luck?
Jasper, or something like Jasper, had barely finished speaking when the smoke that had invaded Nico’s body suddenly stopped feeling like congealing mud. Before he realized it, he was hacking and coughing it out, heaving in breaths of air as often as he could.
Someone was coming. Nico wasn’t sure how he felt something like a presence, but something like an ancient instinct clamored for his attention and he looked towards the gate. A different man stood there. Not Jasper. Someone else. Someone just as dangerous. Just as strong.
Ah. This instinct was survival. Fear.
The moment shattered just as quickly as it had formed, and the man named Varus stepped past the group, calling everyone to follow him to…the first trial? Nico could have laughed at something so dramatic if the entire day hadn’t consisted of so many intimidating first’s.
His first time getting into a fight. His first time hating someone that much. His first time getting manhandled by smoke that turned to birds that turned to smoke.
“Capiche,” he repeated numbly, his thoughts as murky as the smoke just moments before. Still sifting through the mist of his own emotions, Nico quietly followed Varus. His first clear thought was that Varus’s hair was a striking dark auburn.
Just when Nico was wondering how long he’d have to keep an eye on Asswipe—and how much longer he’d be able to do it without just collapsing from exhaustion, a window in some distance slammed open and he immediately jumped at the sound cutting through the calm chatter of students. Turning to the highest tower of the school, Nico saw a billow of thick, grey smoke rushing rapidly out of the window that had been shut tight just moments before.
He processed a silhouette of a man just briefly before the expanding smoke stretched across the sky like a vaporous curtain, muting all the colors of the world for a brief and terrifying moment. Shafts of light pierced through the grey veil soon afterwards, settling a tiny fraction of Nico’s frayed nerves, but that moment of relief barely lasted before the smoke itself seemed to dash towards the group of students in a much more sinister interpretation of rain.
Nico cried out and covered his head with his arms. Only to see the thinning strands of smog shift into doves. Which still flew straight for them. Bracing for impact, Nico squeezed his eyes shut and heard a strange noise slip into the air around him, like a soft sigh with a hint of a rasp.
And then the smoke was everywhere around him and in him and Nico couldn’t even fathom what was happening to even panic.
I can’t move.
His first thought in trying to process everything.
I can’t feel.
A person appeared before him.
I can see.
I can hear.
…Good luck?
Jasper, or something like Jasper, had barely finished speaking when the smoke that had invaded Nico’s body suddenly stopped feeling like congealing mud. Before he realized it, he was hacking and coughing it out, heaving in breaths of air as often as he could.
Someone was coming. Nico wasn’t sure how he felt something like a presence, but something like an ancient instinct clamored for his attention and he looked towards the gate. A different man stood there. Not Jasper. Someone else. Someone just as dangerous. Just as strong.
Ah. This instinct was survival. Fear.
The moment shattered just as quickly as it had formed, and the man named Varus stepped past the group, calling everyone to follow him to…the first trial? Nico could have laughed at something so dramatic if the entire day hadn’t consisted of so many intimidating first’s.
His first time getting into a fight. His first time hating someone that much. His first time getting manhandled by smoke that turned to birds that turned to smoke.
“Capiche,” he repeated numbly, his thoughts as murky as the smoke just moments before. Still sifting through the mist of his own emotions, Nico quietly followed Varus. His first clear thought was that Varus’s hair was a striking dark auburn.
@Crimmy
If you consider that the first limiter proposed is intimate understanding, that solves all of your potentially OP manifestations. You can't manifest "hydrogen bomb" since you don't know it intimately. Likewise for the magical theory or whatever behind "your powers are gone."
Hell, you wouldn't even be able to manifest "cat" or "car," so it really puts a damper where you need it to.
If you consider that the first limiter proposed is intimate understanding, that solves all of your potentially OP manifestations. You can't manifest "hydrogen bomb" since you don't know it intimately. Likewise for the magical theory or whatever behind "your powers are gone."
Hell, you wouldn't even be able to manifest "cat" or "car," so it really puts a damper where you need it to.
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