pyroman

The X-Pendibles

"You'll have to talk to our student councilor about getting your classes changed. Doctor Smith will be happy to help however he can." Charles would have spoken more, had someone not attempted to speak with him telepathically. He would still hear the whisperings of the voices around him, quiet and almost inaudible. However, this voice was louder than the others.

"If you'll excuse us." Charles rolled away from Rosemary, bringing the near silent woman with him. He had a conversation with another mind that he needed to wrap up to see them physically.

"please, meet me in my study with the culprit, and please allow him to get some clothes

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Johnny didn't have much to add, who said he wanted to be an X-Man? He just wanted to fine tune his mutation enough to where he wouldn't have to be worried about getting ganged up by those purifier guys. He didn't need some brainiac telling him how to pick his battles.

Shawn's head turned as the hand was placed on his shoulder. It was Heidi, probably there to talk to him about Johnny and the fight that almost was.

He was surprised to hear what she had to said, and gave her a calm smile in return. "Hey, it's what friends are for, right? Not to mention that we're in a team together, and I want to make sure that we're all improving where we're lacking. Just like friendship, leadership is earned, and both are earned through understanding, respect, and trust. Plus, if we're ever playing trivia, I want you to consider me being on your team." He cracked a smile and a joke, stepping out with the class to the little fountain behind the mansion.

Hank took a look at his watch and sighed. It seemed that they wouldn't be able to spend as much time outside as he wanted to. The period change was going to happen soon, so there wasn't much of a point in trying to cram in another lesson in. "Okay everyone, if you have any work for other classes, not is the time to take fate into your own hands and do it. You have until the end of class. Twenty minutes."

Shawn wasn't crazy worried. He didn't have any work to do, so he could just spend the rest of class doing whatever. Good news for him.

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"Textbooks?" Sally sighed. "Most of Miss Moonstars work is independent. We have textbooks, and use them for the lessons, but hardly for actual work. The librarian, smart dude, he can help us chase my tangent and lead us in the right direction of our president."

"Okay everyone. Off to the library to work on that project. If you haven't picked a president yet, you still have time. It's okay if another group has picked the same."

Power Rangers idea pitch thing

Colour: Onyx (black)

Name: Tamora Jean Calhoun

Age: 16

Personality: Blunt and brash, Tamora isn't afraid to show people her area of expertise and tell them just how wrong they are. This hasn't made her a popular girl around school, but she didn't go to high school to walk out with droves of friends. Those she trusts are few and far in between, but Tamora is willing to go to any lengths for those people.

Brief Bio: Tamora is a part of the generation after the power rangers, but that doesn't mean that she hadn't heard the stories. She spent all of her time inventing and playing around, trying to build her own giant robots to save people with since the power Rangers weren't around anymore. Almost all of her time was spent in a garage, workshop, or on the streets racing. She wasted no time in getting her feet on the road to drive the junkyard cars she spent so long fixing and tuning. She isn't the best loser around, but she doesn't rub her wins in the faces of others, only looking for the next challenge.

While more of a brawler, Tamora received martial arts lessons since she was a young child, and while skilled, she forgets to practice as much as she should.

Her father was an adreneline junkie as well, having been arrested on multiple occasions for racing and traffic violations. Rather than telling her to not take his path, he challenged her to do better, and she still has yet to be even identified by the police officers.

stats

Strength:3
Speed:1
IQ:4
Health: 4

Notes:

Power Rangers idea pitch thing

Absolutely down to clown I would like to put a claim on the black ranger, as well.

The X-Pendibles

@Silver CarrotI ship it

so hard

The X-Pendibles

@Tickoutthe matrix, really. The internet was still vastly underused and not quite understood. Google did exist, but nobody really used search engines as the answer to all of their questions yet. All work is still book work

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@Burning KittyI like it. Provides some interesting conflict around the school.

The X-Pendibles

"It wasn't you." The woman beside Charles spoke. Her voice was sharp and quiet, though you could tell she didn't like talking all that much due to the strange edge he had to put on her voice to make it sound as good as it did.

Charles smiled. He had the sense that she would have continued talking, had something conflicting not come up. He didn't say anything about it, but nodded to her last question. "Yes, Forge is in charge of the mechanics class, though he does run strange hours for the class due to him also being the chief operator of the Danger Room." He motioned to the woman beside him, who only cast him a small glance in return. "I am an old friend of her's, and I'm glad to hear that Logan is back safely after another trip out." Logan was probably one of Charles' toughest students. Not in the scholarly way, no. Logan didn't care for that at all. Charles did his best to help Logan find out more about himself, and was almost always there for him when he had one of his bouts of amnesia.

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"Reagan." Sally suggested with a twinkle in her eye. "Most people want to do the big ones, like Washington, Adams, Lincoln, but the Actor-President Ronald Reagan is the one we should go after. Everyone loved him, both parties loved him and he was a real charmer in the face of everyone he ever met. Seems a little weird, yeah?"

Peter was not the most studious or observant person out there, but he believed that he knew what she was getting at. It would have made sense, too, given his age, time of presidency, and what was happening during that time. "Are you meaning to say that this president was like us?"

"I mean it's not impossible." Sally returned somewhat carelessly. "But yeah. There's no way that Big Ron wasn't a mutant. My best guess, he influenced people with some sort of verbal mutation. Not gonna lie, he wasn't a bad lookin' guy back in the day." She was getting off topic, Sally knew this. Her hand slid toward the guidelines paper to see what needed to be done. They couldn't really speculate on the project whether or not he was a mutant, but he was still an interesting president nonetheless. "So, where are you guys from, anyways?" She had her guesses, but she wanted to ask them personally than assume.

"Russia." Peter responded quietly. "Near Siberia." They probably didn't know much about Russia, so he was going to spare them the specifics.

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Shawn hummed to himself in thought. There didn't seem to be much that they could do that would be an equal fight. "Combat, I'm trained, he's not. I'm a Scholar, Johnny isn't. I'd say Quake, but I'd have to be careful about static and a rise of my powers making the gamy fry. Powers, I've got him beat. We could try rock-pape-"

"Fine." Johnny cut him off. "I get it. You're so much better than me that anything we do put's me at a natural disadvantage. I'll take the loss, I don't even care." The boy huffed and threw his arms together, hunching forward in his seat. He thought he could just start some trouble and end up on top, but Shawn listing everything made it obvious how much better he was at everything than Johnny. Of course he's better, he's-

"Well. In any case, I still think we should continue class outside. It will be nice to get some fresh air." Hank stepped towards the door and opened it, motioning for his group of students to walk out.

Shawn rose and went out the door, casting an uneasy glance at Heidi. He sorta felt bad about it now, having somewhat shamed Johnny into accepting defeat rather than actually settling it somehow. He knew that this would dampen the relationship between Shawn and Johnny, but he wasn't really sure if the other option of fighting would have ended much better. Maybe he shouldn't have done it the second time, maybe he shouldn't even have done it the first.

The City of Gems

@AkayaofthemoonIn Addition to Loon sending his love, he regrets to inform you that it will be a while until he can rejoin the RP. His computer has too many issues right now for him to be able to do much in terms of productivity.

On that note, It's rather obvious that I'll have to retract my offer to make a new character. For some reason, I just can't bring myself to make one, but I still would like to pop in every once and a while and say hello.

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@Silver CarrotI'd say competition of some sort. Johnny wouldn't hold a candle to Shawn's physical abilities, but he also doesn't really care about his education.

I got it.

Quake Arena.

Maybe, not really. I'm not sure what kind of competition they should have.

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@Silver Carrotedited, hopefully that helps.