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Herculean Academy, The Top School for Aspiring Superheroes: Prologue

~Graham Turner~

"Oh, you must be the Queen of the Losers, then? How precious. You only live up to your title then, Loser, with how easily you get riled up. Run along, little Loser, I am sure your circle of reprobates can continue their discussion of things meant for babies and nerds - sorry, losers - who can't grow up, but do so in quiet.”

Graham was struck dumb for a moment. She was really digging, huh? Why was she being like this? It’s not like there was anything to be gained. Graham barely noticed the tall guy stepping between the two. But he did eventually. For another moment, he was jealous of the guy.

Why not share some of the height, jerk?

Then another bomb dropped.

You two must be the King and the Princess then, yes? How adorable. Oh, yes, I'M the one making an ass of myself, when it is Queen Loser here flying off the handle over simple words. Take her away, you two, she's only serving to embarrass herself and I am almost feeling sorry for her. Much the same way a member of PETA feels sorry for a caged animal in the zoo. Run along now, before people start assuming I'm in league with you. And by the way, turn that awful junk down, would you? Some of us don't enjoy the sounds of garbage in our ears."

Graham’s booked it, one-way trip to Phoenix, smell ya later folks. Jumping at it’s moment, his mouth hijacked the controls.

“Yeeew lit’ll bitch… Go ‘head ‘n’ kick’r ass, dude.” he mumbled, his normally neutral and quick accent fragmenting into the slow, “southern” tongue of his Kentucky people. Unsure if anybody heard, not really caring if they did, he barely resisted the urge to just spit at the girl. Hell, even he wanted to jump her now. He wouldn’t, but was there ever a time which tempted him so much? He turned his head in disgust. Any beauty she might have had (which was quite a bit, admittedly), melted, exposing hideous sores bore from hate. This thing wasn't a person anymore, just a rotting husk. Not literally, mind you, but Graham couldn’t bare to look at the woman without wanting to spit. But what he saw next made him wish he could.

There, before him, was a monstrosity. Fangs and mouth covered a hideous mass. That-that thing? That wasn’t real. Wasn’t a way in hell. He was just seeing thing from his rage. Had to be it. Then it spoke. So he was hearing things too. He felt as if he were going to pass out. If he kept looking at it, he might actually go insane. It wanted everyone to be quiet? He wasn't about to argue with it. Pissing it off was the last thing he wanted to do.

He could faintly hear Alexis and Kitty speaking. An escape from madness.

The sound of a window shattering and a bump from Kitty kept his sanity intact. He lost his footing and tumbled forward, landing much too close to the abomination for comfort. He might have screamed, might have bolted from the floor and crawled out the window, consequences be damned. Rather, he regained his footing, took a deep breath, and backed up slowly to the scene unfolding behind him. He turned back to see Kitty tugging at Alexis’ sleeve, begging her to leave.

What the hell had he just missed? What the hell was behind him? What the hell was going on in this train?

As if on cue, everything stopped. And little Graham got introduced to Newton's First Law of Motion. Quite intimately. For a brief moment, he thought he was floating. The next, he was falling. His head made contact with the floor before the rest of his body. And thus Graham was sprawled out, staring at the train's ceiling.

Had it always had dancing spots?

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I'm digging it so far ^.^ Wiggs ain't nothin' guys. You've got this.
Unrelated note: how deep should we dig the graves?

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O.O Welp, wasn't expecting that one, Shiinen
Go, girl, go!

Herculean Academy, The Top School for Aspiring Superheroes: Prologue

p.s. guys how would you react to some quick loser trio fanart

@Nightmare Bunny

If this isn't a thing already, make it so.

Hell, I'D make it so, but it would be stick people.

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...that stuff is small scale horror compared to what Meredith make herself look like xD
Just keep that in mind xD

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Alexis is gonna ignore him and Tony both and smack Brett so hard...xD

@Rune_Alchemist

And she's a bio teacher. Which Graham needs. Perfect. BRB, grabbing blanket and teddy bear. And uh, totally NOT hooking up a nightlight.

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I type like a grandmother. o.o

Herculean Academy, The Top School for Aspiring Superheroes: Prologue

Well that escalated fast....

@DaDrummer676

Sam will bite someones head off if they piss him off too much.

@Weird Tales

Sweet Mama-jama...
Someone hold me? The nightmares, man. The nightmares. All of this and we still haven't had everyone post. My heart...I don't know if it can take it haha.

Herculean Academy, The Top School for Aspiring Superheroes: Prologue

I don't think Brett will be making very many friends anytime soon.

@Fabricant451

I feel bad T.T She's just misunderstood.

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xDDDDDDDD I take it all back. This is great.

Herculean Academy, The Top School for Aspiring Superheroes: Prologue

~Graham Turner~

"So! Where are you guys from? I live… uh… somewhere in New York? But my dad's from Hong Kong! He's a stock broker! And my mom owns a Chinese restaurant! It's a great place to grab a… Gabite…"

Graham grinned at the latest pun. Gotta love when everyone’s having a great time. And he certainly was.

"Uh, I'm from New York too, actually. And uh, could you not do that. You're cute and all, but I'm not the cuddly type. My dad owns a club. Take that anyway you want. My moms a...Businesswoman. She's a business woman. Travels a lot. But takes care of the clubs finances and stuff. As for what I can do...well, lets just say you ever need a personal Bass Cannon, I'm your girl.”

Well, she didn’t explode when Kitty touched her. So she is human. Graham had to admit, he was glad that he had met these two. They were fun. And New York? That sure beat Kentucky. Hell, all he had have was...well there was a university in the town across the river in the next state over. Sometimes he and his father would catch a game or two. Basketball, football, anything worked really. Graham liked sports, but he never could play any. Being sickly sucked. He was pretty good at video games though. There's a silver lining to everything, he supposed. He was about to speak up, giving his own mini-biography when something ripped through the air.

"OH MY GOD, I'M SURROUNDED BY FUCKING LOSERS."

It took a moment for that to register with Graham. Who was that? Who were they talking about. Then he realized, this little group had been pretty much the only conversation around. And they were talking about Pokemon. Was she, Graham was pretty positive it was a female voice despite his increasing rage, talking about them? The hell was her problem? He had to know.

Someone spoke up, probably trying to get a handle on the blowup before it happened. Graham didn’t know. He was fired up. Alexis had gotten up and was heading towards The Rude One.

“WHAT THE HELL? FUCK OFF.” Graham flung out and he climbed up in his seat, standing admitting not that tall. He had been pretty loud though, never one to have problems projecting his voice. They were just having fun and some jerk wanted to throw a fit about it. That’s not cool. She needed to chill out. Now.

Then something hit Graham. He might be a chihuahua, big bark, but too small to really do anything except chew an ankle or two. Alexis, however, didn’t seem to be the same. No, she seemed a little more...volatile. The look she had...that was a wolf about to jump a prey. Go for the jugular. She might actually attack this girl. Graham was a bit conflicted. He hated when people fought, but this chick had been an ass for no reason. No, he couldn’t rightly just let something blow up right here.

Apparently Kitty had the same thought, already hot on Alexis’ heels.
He climbed off his chair and got into the aisle. He, rather slowly, approached the three ladies but paused a few feet away. There was a hell of an aura. The tension found its way into his throat, restricting his air. What Alexis said next stopped Graham dead in his tracks. If anything started to happen, he’d try to jump in. Would probably just be flattened, but them’s the breaks. Otherwise, he wasn’t poking that poochie.

"Come on, come on!"

She looked back Graham. He offered a nod.

"Don't fight, fighting's not nice, and we're all supers, so we could cause some serious damage to each other, and--"

Graham had caught up by this point. He couldn’t just stand around and let a poor HANDCUFFED girl try to stop a fight here. She’d be flattened quicker than he.

"--and, I'm sure that this girl is really very nice, deep deep down, Alexis! Let's just all calm down, and, um, be friends?"

“Y-yeah, come on, dude. She’s not worth it. Might as well let it go. If she wants to make an ass out of herself, we can all laugh about it later. It’ll be fun, yeah?” He quickly sputtered, ending with an uneasy laugh. He didn’t like the look of this.

Not one bit.

"Be the bigger person! She's probably just grouchy, so, uh, maybe we should all cool off and wake up properly before we get into any, uh, sticky situations?"

Graham waited on bated breath, hoping that one of them had gotten to her. If that failed, what was the backup? Physically hold them apart? Hopefully Poshy-Posh wouldn't take the bait. The two of them might be able to hold back one. MAYBE. But two? What happens if it does go down and they can't stop it? What if someone gets hurt? Graham thought back to all of his "experiments" over the years. Never once did he try to heal a person...that'd require spilling his secret. No...he couldn't. Even if he could, he didn't know how, and he sure as hell wasn't about to turn people into guinea pigs. Shiiiit...

Herculean Academy, The Top School for Aspiring Superheroes: Prologue

Oh my. The proverbial shit has hit the fan. o.o

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

I believe I need to rethink my entire life. What even is life? What is anything?

Yaranaika.

It's too early for me...

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Wasn't sure what yaranaika was...so I researched. Not going to lie, not what I was excepting to see at 3:30 on a Saturday afternoon.