Sleeth said
I never studied that at all, I learned today :D
Who said playing was worse than studying? It's obviously very informative.
I'll be gone for a little now, have fun with the poison. I'll be back in an hour or two.
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Who said playing was worse than studying? It's obviously very informative.
I'll be gone for a little now, have fun with the poison. I'll be back in an hour or two.
James looked carefully around the class. Being late was no issue. Happily, he noticed the girl enter the room, and threw her a vial. The vial was a special thing he'd designed himself, It contaned a liquid that reacted when it came into contact with the plastic-like material around the capsule, hardening into a powerful solid. It would cause the capsule to be hardened, and last for two days in the stomach acid of an average human. By the time it burst, it would have harmlessly passed through her digestive system, and the gas would dissipate into the air.
Returning his attention to class, James took a second vial, and placed it on his table. It was bright green, like the other vials, and labeled with a complex numerical code, of which the meaning was known only to James. It was a part of his private numbering system. He looked around the class, before making his statement. Most simply ingested the fluid without a second thought. Victor seemed a little more attentive, however, and checked for poisons. The Ridican, he saw, quite obviously realized this was poison, and was already taking steps to slow it down. Prodigal. If he was as advanced on the applications of chemicals, and the other subjects of this class, then he would skip through it without a problem. The survival of the others, however, was in doubt yet.
"The first lesson, is that I am an undead. I am a murderous, psychotic monster, which feeds of the corpses of those that die in my classes. I will lie to you, poison you, and, if necessary, slice you open. As such, I have poisoned you all. Assuming the metabolism of the average human, the neurotoxin will reach the heart within the hour.. The only cure is in front of me on my desk."James gave each of the students a stern eye before sitting down. "the task is to survive by all means necessary. You are free to work together, against one another, leave the room, and make use of any abilities you have. There are no limits besides your skill and ability. The time limit is until you fall to the ground, dead."
James took a glass of wine from beneath his desk, and sipped from it, savoring the taste. The look of shock on the faces of the students, and the fear slowly beginning to creep through the room. It was intoxicating. Best served with a light wine, early in the morning, from James' experience. Had he been capable of becoming drunk, this would have left him staggering. And the fear was just starters.
Returning his attention to class, James took a second vial, and placed it on his table. It was bright green, like the other vials, and labeled with a complex numerical code, of which the meaning was known only to James. It was a part of his private numbering system. He looked around the class, before making his statement. Most simply ingested the fluid without a second thought. Victor seemed a little more attentive, however, and checked for poisons. The Ridican, he saw, quite obviously realized this was poison, and was already taking steps to slow it down. Prodigal. If he was as advanced on the applications of chemicals, and the other subjects of this class, then he would skip through it without a problem. The survival of the others, however, was in doubt yet.
"The first lesson, is that I am an undead. I am a murderous, psychotic monster, which feeds of the corpses of those that die in my classes. I will lie to you, poison you, and, if necessary, slice you open. As such, I have poisoned you all. Assuming the metabolism of the average human, the neurotoxin will reach the heart within the hour.. The only cure is in front of me on my desk."James gave each of the students a stern eye before sitting down. "the task is to survive by all means necessary. You are free to work together, against one another, leave the room, and make use of any abilities you have. There are no limits besides your skill and ability. The time limit is until you fall to the ground, dead."
James took a glass of wine from beneath his desk, and sipped from it, savoring the taste. The look of shock on the faces of the students, and the fear slowly beginning to creep through the room. It was intoxicating. Best served with a light wine, early in the morning, from James' experience. Had he been capable of becoming drunk, this would have left him staggering. And the fear was just starters.
Sleeth said
Oh and as for wizard, I love you :D I love to know there are other people who use real knowledge to roleplay. I've gotten a bit of rage over the years whenever my character applies aid to someone. I'm sorry that I'm not just gonna put "He saw to the wounds and wrapped them up" No, no, I study these things and plan on possibly attending med school. I will give you a long lesson on Lacerations and how they effect tendons and the chances of them healing correctly (Which everyone forces their character to heal correctly.) It's a good element and with the proper items I suppose a poison like that could work. Probably to effect hemoglobin by either rapidly reproducing them to force over too much oxygen and cause their body to feel the need for more or the opposite effect to kill hemoglobin off and make it harder and harder to breathe.
Halon gas is a real thing. It used to be used to fight fires in massive computers. If something overheated, Halon was released, and all operatives had to be out of the room within a minute, or risk death. The removal of all oxygen makes a fire reaction impossible, and thus prevents anything from burning, regardless of it's temperature.
And thank you ^^ My favorite moments are when I'm able to use my knowledge of physics or chemistry to create an effect in an rp which would actually work irl.
We have a new member? Interesting.
KingOfKings said
ok, i'll follow your game,but if it has a timer it and the poison oisnt in her blood she could simply drink a laxant
If she could get her hands on a laxant within the specified time, and knew the type and method of poison being used, then yes, she could. Every poison can be countered. However, it requires you to know how you are poisoned first.
((Indeed. Johnathan was lying))
supertinyking said
No...I sorta want to let Luna flex her roleplaying muscles.
Alright then. Let's see how she handles herself in a fight.
supertinyking said
Sorta. I am bored, and dark me is getting rowdy.
Well then, I believe Wiper could solve that.
supertinyking said
Oh really? Where is she?
Hmmm...... is evil you looking for a beating?
So you're undead?
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