O.C. All Stars

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Rilia decided it'd be best to figure out where she was and what to do next. Even though there seemed to be a teacher in the front of the room, no one paid attention, and Rilia was more curious about where she was. Plus the noise in the room was kind of getting to her. Coming from a small, quiet village she wasn't used to so much noise, especially in a small space, and she needed her own space. She grabbed the key that was in her desk and left the room, leaving behind everyone in there.

After exiting the room, there was a long hallway that stretched both ways, and Rilia decided to go left. Having absolutely no idea where to go or where she was meant more than likely she was going to get lost, but considering she didn't seem to be in her world, there wasn't much more ways to get lost. She followed the hallway until she came to a door and went out, coming to a bright courtyard. Across the street was another building in design to the one she just came from, and Rilia figured it wouldn't be a bad idea to check it out.

After crossing the street, Rilia opened the door and found herself in another hallway with a plain hallway and a bunch of door. On the doors were numbers, and Rilia remembered seeing numbers on her key. She figured the first number had to do with the floor and the second number had to do with the room number, so she walked to the stairs in the back of the hall and went to the second floor. She wondered what there was going to be in the room, but doubted it was going to be anything bad, since this world seemed pretty peaceful.

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Acele noticed that some of the kids were leaving the room and figured she might follow suit. Some of the people were talking with each other, but some of it was most certainly not friendly chat. Well, it was either that, or these people talked to each other in strange ways, considering one of the girls talked to another that was yelling in the middle of the room in quite the rude manner. It wasn't any of Acele's business though, so she left the room to see if there wasn't anything worth interesting to find.

As she exited the room, Acele noticed another girl in the hallway. She was covering her ears and seemed to be in some kind of pain. Acele wondered if she should bother or not, but she just couldn't leave a person in pain; well, unless that person deserved it, which meant she was usually the one that caused it in the first place. Acele walked up to the girl and introduced herself.

"Hi, nice to meet you. My name's Acele. You okay covering your ears like that? Seems like it'd be pretty hard to hear others when they're talking." She grinned and extended her hand to the girl.

 

Heidi could hear footsteps coming from behind her. Some girl when rushing by and she threw herself into the wall to get out of the way. She couldn't calm down. They were so loud. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it -- more footsteps. "Hi, nice to meet you. My name's Acele. You okay covering your ears like that? Seems like it'd be pretty hard to hear others when they're talking."

Someone was talking to her. Heidi turned to see a short-haired blonde girl holding a hand out for her. Why was she talking to her? She seems like an easy target.

"No!" she shouted. No easy targets. She didn't want to hurt anyone. Heidi pressed her hands to her ears even harder and pulled away from the girl named Acele. "No, no, no." Her feet started moving before she even realized she was running.

Where are you going?

I don't know. Away from people.

Go back. She looks like a lot of fun.

Don't make me go back. Heidi clawed at her ears and slammed into the exit door as she ran outside. Class was in session so it was quiet outside. Cars buzzed by on the road and she stumbled around the courtyard. It was so bright outside. The sun blinded her and she moved her hands to cover her eyes. Why did I come back? It was hard enough the first time around. Heidi fell to her knees on a patch of grass and curled up.

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Quin frowned down at the key in her hands, still bewildered by everything and sluggish. If it wasn't one thing, it was another . . . Was this another game for another demon to torture her in? The voice in her sleep was playful, it laughed a lot, it was bored, it was—

What did she remember? The very last thing, what was the very last thing she remembered?

"Well I can't hang around your home all day . . ." she said that, she said it to Devyn. Devyn, the weird, terrifying girl out to get them all—Quin looked around, eyes bouncing from desk to desk (a desk; something she felt like she hadn't seen in years) but there was no Devyn.

She looked back down to the key in her trembling hand. One deep breath and she closed her eyes; blurry collages of events that happened during the game flashed one after the other behind her eyelids, weighed down on her shoulders, and she slumped over. All the things she could have done—should have done . . . She deserved to be killed back then.

Who won the game, she wondered?

It didn't matter, she was obviously on a new board. This one most likely had its own rules and own demon ruling over it, and this time . . . God, I don't want to do this. I want to die. She had already died though, twice, if she recalled correctly. This is too much . . .

Shaky on her feet, she slowly stood from the desk, hand clenching around the key in her hand. She needed a very long sleep—this apartment of hers, was she sharing it with anyone? Madeline crossed her mind and she heaved out a breath, bracing herself on the desk and snapping her eyes closed again. No, she didn't want Madeline here. Madeline deserved to be free. Madeline deserved everything.

Pulling herself back up, Quin looked around the classroom to see unfamiliar people talking, as if some of them already knew each other. A lump began forming in her throat. She glanced out the windows lining the far walls and saw the sky and the building the new demon must have been talking about . . . That was where she needed to go.

Swaying, she turned away from the desk, key clenched in hand, and began maneuvering around desks and people with her head down. She hoped no one would bother her before she could escape.
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And so Alistair and Julius continued to stare at the weeping man, a dull look as they wondered just what the hell was wrong with the man that refused to stop crying. They were in the mindset of wondering just what the hell they should be doing and once they realized that this bout of tears would not end for a while they just continued to doing what they were doing. "So asshole, what the hell are-" Julius began to say but suddenly closed his eye the moment he heard somebody call out. "oh god damnit" Julius muttered.

Julius immediately looked over to his side, looking over at Alistair who had a big smile on his face and his cheeks popping up, definitely trying to hold off laughter. "Oi...I care about fun I just don't give a shit about yours" Julius said. SHe spoke about bombs and stuff, but Julius stared at her with an immensely perplexed face. "What the hell are you blab-" Julius said but immediately was cut off by the hysterical laughter of Alistair.

"OH THIS IS RICH! WHAT A TOTAL CHILD!" Alistair yelled as he laughed loudly and slowly tried to calm down. "haaaaaaaaaaaah, oh imma use my super bombs and cause this awesome bomb that'll totally fuck you up yet not kill you, but hey! I know what super fun is so it all cool!" Alistair said poorly trying to mimic Isabella's voice only for it to be royally screwed up by his sheer laughter that he just could not stop. "OH BOY IF THATS YOUR FORM OF FUN THEN I WOE FOR YOUR LAME DULL LIFE! SUCH PATHETIC SO CALLED FUN" Alistair yelled as he laughed.

Julius merely watched Alistair laugh on and his eye twitched slightly, overwhelmed by all that was happening. "yeaaaaaaah...Im just...gonna...go now..." Julius said immediately getting and walking out of the class room to get some fresh air. As he walked out he noticed a certain event, watching a young girl run off from another. A bit curious he decided to check up on the girl, see whatever it was that troubled him. There was something pushing him for some reason he just couldn't shake, but in the end Julius walked outside and stood beside the curled up girl. His hands in his jacket pocket as he stared up at the sky. "Hmm nice weather out here....wouldn't you say?" Julius said

 

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Xane moaned as he slept. He remembered something about running through a city, but he couldn't tell if it was a dream or not. He opened his eyes slowly, then looked around, still in a slight daze. He noticed he was in a classroom, but it looked different than what he was used to. Rubbing his eyes to clear his vision, he blinked and took another look at where he was. It was definitely not where he remembered being last.

The room had a bunch of chairs in a neat order through the room, with a bunch of kids sitting up and talking to each other. Given how loud they were, Xane wondered how the heck he had managed to sleep through it. Some of the kids were getting up and leaving the room, while others seemed like they just wanted to keep chatting. He looked to his left and noticed some buildings out the windows, but they looked different than what he was used to. There were cars driving across the street and another building across the same street. He noticed a few kids walking into it, and he wondered what was in there.

Xane figured he would take a look at what the area around was like. As he got up from his desk, which he didn't even realize was there until he bumped into it, a key fell on the ground. He picked it up and it had some numbers on it. Not sure why it was in the desk in the first place, Xane decided to take it with him. It felt like it was his for some reason. If someone was playing a practical joke on him, he wasn't having a fun time. Then again, it's not like he was busy with anything else before this. Xane left the room and walked down a hallway, out an exit, and walked around the building, taking in the view. There wasn't a lot to see, since it seemed like they were in a fairly populated area, but every bit counted as a new experience. He noticed a girl on some grass a ways away and wondered if he shouldn't help her. He pondered for a while, not sure what to do. He always felt like helping people, but more from an unseen point, not out in the open interacting with them. Xane figured the best thing was to wonder around and see what was up, while keeping an eye on the girl to make sure nothing happened.

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Acele wondered about what just happened. One minute the girl was covering her ears like she was trying to keep noise out, and the next she runs off for no reason. Not too mention, what was up with all those no's she was saying? Maybe there was something wrong with the girl. Not wanting to get too much into it, but also having a hard time keeping away from helping others, she decided to follow the girl. There wasn't anything wrong with seeing what was up after all. Now if the girl had attacked her or something, that might be a different story, but Acele had stolen things from her fair share of people, and got to understand what some people were like from a glance. She wasn't the best judge of character, she would admit, but she could always make the mood better with her personality and bad jokes.

Acele walked out the exit door and found the strange girl curled up on the grass. Pretty sure that's not the best place to be taking a nap thought Acele. She walked a few steps toward her and noticed a guy walking around as well. The boy seemed to be eyeing the girl like he was deciding whether or not to go up to her. Acele couldn't figure out what was up with him, so she figured she would keep an eye on him herself to make sure nothing went wrong. The last thing she needed to deal with was some random stranger who just attacked innocent people out of nowhere. Growing up with parents who stole for their fortune, and being a thief of thieves, Acele knew what it meant to those who had unfortunate events happen when they didn't deserve it. Acele found a brick wall to set on and plopped down on it, watching strange vehicles go by on the road in front of her, while keeping an eye on the girl and boy.

 

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Harley stood at the windows of the classroom, staring out into the sky for what could have been hours. He wasn't thrown for a loop, he wasn't upset, he wasn't confused. He was tired and he wanted a nice, long nap. As it were, though, it looked like he was dragged into another game—real fun stuff, in his opinion.

He hadn't scoped out the other players yet, for now, there was no reason to. He didn't know the time frame of the game, he didn't know what this new deity had in store for them, but he felt more ready this time, more ready to do whatever it took to survive. He was scared before, he admitted it, but what did he have to lose? Wasn't he just going to wake up on another gameboard after this? What was the point in fearing death? He snorted to himself.

"No!" he heard someone shout, and his shoulders tensed—why did that voice sound so . . . familiar?

But that was impossible, he was sure players from any board would never be put together again. He didn't know how it all worked, but something like this had to be a pain for the game master.

Harley turned around just in time to see a short girl with dark hair escaping from the room, and he swore that bun and over-sized scarf were so familiar—but no. He didn't have time to mull over what-ifs and bygones. He needed to figure out this game and its players as soon as he could. He looked one more time out the window, this time at the ground in front of the school building, and saw another girl with long brown hair huddled on the ground, a few people surrounding or near her. He frowned.

It was time to go to the apartment. He wondered if he had a roommate.

Key in pocket, he walked from the room, past other players he didn't care about at the moment, and made his way out of the building. It was strange, this new setting. Everything was completely normal—then again, everything from the last game was normal too. Until people started dying . . . Until Quin started dying. The setup of everything brought on a pile of questions he wanted to ignore, including those about his existence, but that was too much a bother right now.

The doors of the building opened in his stead and suddenly he was outside. Fresh air, bright sunlight, it felt like a new beginning—a new door to hell, more like. He looked over and saw the girl huddled up on the ground again, and next to her was a big dude with long brown hair and an eyepatch. He furrowed his brow and looked down at the girl again—Wait a fucking sec . . .

"Heidi . . . ?" He inched closer; her hands were covering a lot of her face, but he was so damn sure that was her. "Heidi," he tried again, more volume to his tone.
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Heidi was still wrestling with herself when a voice came from above. "Hmm nice weather out here....wouldn't you say?" She looked up to see some man standing over her. Her head tipped back, dark brown eyes filling with the view of the sky. It was nice. Heidi nodded, choking back a sob.

"Y-yeah. S'nice." she sniffled.

It could be better.

Heidi took a deep breath and rubbed her eyes on her sleeve. She didn't want to play the game again. Please. I'll be good. She buried her face in her hands again, no longer crying. She just didn't know how to handle all of this.

"Heidi . . . ?" a familiar voice asked cautiously. "Heidi," it repeated her name and her hands dropped to the ground.

Glossy brown eyes, stared up at the older boy and she found it hard to breathe. She was afraid that if she blinked, he would be gone. "Harley?" she asked, almost certain her mind was playing tricks on her. Heidi scrambled to her feet and clung to him. Even if he was an illusion, she didn't want him to disappear. "Is it really you?" she asked into his shirt. Heidi inhaled deeply and started to cry again, but for an entirely different reason. Altair was here. Harley was here. She wasn't alone, but she didn't want them to disappear again. "I don't wanna play this game again."

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Harbonnah let go of Adam's arm and moved back to the teacher's desk. She had no clue as to what she should be doing, but Semyaza was right, the voice said she was the teacher. Bonnie had no idea what she was supposed to be teaching. She rummaged around on the desk and noticed a piece of paper with a list of names on it. A few of them were familiar and she could only guess it was the names of all the people in the room. There were some history books on the shelf behind her and she figured that had to be what she taught. She knocked a cup over and a key fell out. It must have been the apartment. Harbonnah dropped it into her cleavage, lacking pockets on her divine uniform. She felt around on her person for her wand, but it wasn't there. Where was it? After returning to Heaven, she had been received a new one. Dark Angels can't use them, but she was no longer a Dark Angel.

Bonnie cleared her throat to speak, when the school bell chimed for a second time. She jumped, having not expected that. People began to shuffle into the hallway. An announcement about getting to the buses quickly came over the loudspeaker and lockers slammed shut. ❝ Two things, ❞ she held up her fingers, ❝ it looks like I teach History, and it would appear that school is done. For the mean time, I think we should head back to that apartment building that we all have keys for. ❞

 

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"Harley?"

Harley's heart jumped into his throat throat when those familiar eyes peered up at him, watery and frightened, just like they'd always been when she was scared. He swayed when a barrage of images knocked into him—the mall, the school, the hospital, the tower—every single event from Crestatia's game was imprinted into his mind, and he suddenly knew it'd be forever. Fuck, he sighed.

When she scrambled to her feet, he just knew what was next and opened his arms. She collided with his chest, clinging like a panicked animal. For the first time since he pulled his head off that desk, there was a sense of normal, like they were normal people in a normal world, leading normal lives. "Is it really you?"

He chuckled. "It's me," he reaffirmed, both for her and himself. "It's me, Heidi."

She began crying again, and he wove his arms around her small shaking frame tightly. She just suddenly disappeared one day, back in the other game, and he never saw her again—but when he was trying to survive, it didn't seem to matter that much that she was gone. But she was here. She was here, and he was here, and who else was here? Who else would he see that he knew?

"I don't wanna play this game again." she sobbed.

In a moment of weakness, his knees bent, but he pulled up straight again in no time. He had to be strong. Before, when he woke up, his resolve was surviving, but now . . . Now, she was here, and he knew her. She couldn't do this on her own, couldn't handle it. "I don't want to play either. I'm sorry you're here, I wish I could send you away for safety . . ." And he meant that.

Still holding her, he looked around the yard. The big ol' dude was still there, and there was another blonde girl against the brick wall of the building. Another boy with purple hair seemed to be floating around, hovering near, and Harley narrowed his eyes at him. He looked at all of them. "Hey," he said, "Who're all you?" he asked as he stroked Heidi's hair. He bent down. "When we get to those apartments, you can stay with me if you want," he murmured.
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So they were in a school, with no teacher....and it was utter chaos. Okay. Veera stood up, hand still pressed to her shoulder, key clutched tightly in the other hand before wandering out of the room and into the hall. She looked left, and then right. There were people out here, but she didn't have business with them, and they seemed....preoccupied. There has to be a nurse's office. Bandaging, or a sling. What she really needed was an amputation, but she doubted there was anyone here skilled enough to do so without making several bad mistakes that could lead to her death. Vital arteries for one thing.
She turned left and walked down the hallway, following the twisting and turning walls for several steps before halting. What if she got lost? Perhaps there was an exit. Perhaps perhaps perhaps. But first, the nurse's office. A new throbbing in her shoulder set her off with renewed purpose. Then maybe the apartments. She doubted there was first aid there.


Teriana sighed, standing up. She wasn't a fan of the magic-less atmosphere, much less the clothing. Her peasant wear hadn't been the best, but it had at least given her bust area some more room to breath. She huffed experimentally, nearly panicking when her lungs felt like they couldn't expand the entire way. Well that just wouldn't do at all. She tugged at the collar, trying to pull it open. Nothing happened. A sharper tug, and it felt like the buttons might give way. A third, and the apparently fragile clothing ripped, revealing a fairly indecent amount of her cleavage. She looked down at her chest with a sigh, one that was mixed with equal amounts of frustration and relief. I hope there are no children in here. she thought to herself as she crossed her arms over her chest in an attempt to cover up most of the damage. At least she could breathe. Just then an announcement came from over head, causing her to jump.

A loudspeaker. Some memory in her brain surfaced, telling her what it was. She decided to let go of the confusion, for now, and simply go along with whatever this place had in mind. So this key is to an.."apartmant". A home. Great. She hoped she wouldn't have any uninvited houseguests. She turned and walked out the door, hoping she was going in the right direction.





Tessa looked up, her green eyes reflecting her surprise. Deep down, she was relieved to find a familiar face, even if it was the strange cyborg man. "Hi...Do you have any idea what's going on?" She looked down at the strange key in her hand before clenching her fist around it once more, squirming in the school girl outfit. She was much too old to be wearing something like this again. "The last thing I remember, we were at the Tower....is this part of the levels?" Somehow, she didn't think it was. But she hoped she still managed to retain some of her powers. She didn't want to go into a fight completely defenseless. "Are you gonna go to the apartments too?" She asked after the announcement came over the loudspeaker, standing up and turning to face Ze Operator.

 

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He stood there staring up at the sky, nonchalantly pretending he was focused on the sky, however from the corner of his eye he kept an eye on the girl beside him. The poor kid was upset and he really could not just stand by and not at least try and offer assistance. Of course he wasn't the best when it came to emotional support, he would at least try without being nosy. It was fine if she didn't respond to him, he was quite fine with that, but even so it kind of surprised him when she responded in agreement to his words. Once she looked up at him and the sky he merely closed his eyes and gave her a warm smile, but that smile turned to a frown the moment she lowered her head in despair once more.

He needed to say something, but he really did not know what to say. He scratched the back of his head in thought but the moment he heard somebody call out to her his eye widened a bit as he watched her run off. "Hei...di?" Julius muttered silently. For some reason he always had some fondness for that name, it was the name he was going to name his daughter after all...well that is if he had any kids after all and that depended on how things would go with Lennox. Regardless, for some reason he just could not stand seeing that girl upset.

The girl named Heidi and the boy she called Harley hugged it out and the boy comforted her. Julius let out a sigh a bit relieved that the girl had somebody and the rest was for them to deal with. Glancing up at the sky once more, he looked over his shoulder the moment Harley called out to everybody that was around. "Hmmm, ah the names Julius, nice ta meetcha kid" Julius said with a bright grin.

 

Heidi was so glad to see Harley again. She never got to say goodbye the first time. It had all ended so quickly. His arms tightened around her and she felt at peace for the first time in a long time. Heidi couldn't remember the last time Harley had held her, but it was probably around Christmas before the game had been kicked into overdrive. Her heart pounded in her chest, blocking out the sounds of the voices in her head. "I don't want to play either. I'm sorry you're here, I wish I could send you away for safety . . ." he told her. She believed him. Heidi didn't trust easily, but she trusted Harley and Altair. If possible, she just wanted to run away and hid with the both of them so that no one would have to be in danger.

Heidi remained buried in Harley's chest as he started to address the other people outside, more pawns? "Hey," he said, "Who're all you?" he asked. She turned her head to see just who all he was talking to. His warm soothing hand stroked her hair and her eyes shut once again. She felt him bend down and his voice was closer to her now. "When we get to those apartments, you can stay with me if you want," he murmured.

"Yeah," she replied softly.

The older man that had been watching her introduced himself as Julius and the sounds of doors opening and shutting grew loud. Voices were coming from every direction and she looked to see students filing themselves out of the school building. "People are coming," she noted, not letting go. Heidi noticed that a few of the faces were the ones that she saw in the classroom. "Those other people are coming too." What were they supposed to do now. They had instructions last time. Heidi hadn't received any instructions. She lifted her head to look up at him, chin raised and eyes wide. "Can we go?" she asked.

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@Saxima​

 

Ze Operator

"No, this isn't part of the Tower." Operator responded. "I don't know what this is. It's only able to run battle simulations. This....." His voice trailed off in time to overhear the instructor also say that class was over.
Interesting. She even seemed like she was out of place. She explained that we had keys for some apartment? He went back to check his desk, and sure enough, there were a pair of keys in his desk, just as everyone had taken pairs of their own.
"Are you gonna go to the apartments too?" Tessa had asked.
"Not like I got much of a choice." He returned, and he motioned toward the door. "Let's walk together."
As he headed toward the door, he said to her. "Whatever is currently going on, this is beyond me."

Darcy Tullepio

Darcy held his room key in his hands, 0204, inspecting it. He stood from his desk, his back slightly bent as he walked past a tall figure from the desk in front of him when he had awoken, and began to navigate the hall, and entered out into the yard. The afternoon sun was bright on his face as he looked to the sky.
Was this some kind of Sleeper mission? Had the Ut Mali finally caught him despite Elaine's warning's to stay vigilant? He sighed quietly, and looked over to the 3 people who were conversing. Oh well, Darcy figured that since he had no information, nor any knowing how long he'd be here, he would need to get familiar with the locals. But, he would only need to talk to only one at the moment. He leaned to a nearby wall, and watched.

 

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The tears slowed down and soon enough ceased. Though it was a beautiful friendship he had just listened to, Magnus could not just sit around and cry though! The day was still young and there was so much passion and intensity to the day that he could not waste it! The white haired lady who seemed to be the boss informed them to go to the apartment buildings, it seemed they would be taking the bus as well! PERFECT! Oh how wonderful a bus right with him was surely to be! they were sure to sing wonderful songs such as classic like Row Row Row your boat to strengthen your core muscles, twinkle twinkle sparkly sweat! Mary had a little lamb that would be used for protein! and London Bridge is falling down due to our intense push-ups!

With all this excitement, Magnus couldn't control himself, he rushed out the door and suddenly he witnessed a sight of beauty. The halls were crowded, filled with students trying to force their way through the hallway in a mad rush to get out of the school. "This intensity, this struggle, oh how beautiful this truly is" Magnus said as his body began to shake. "THIS SCENT! IT IS THE SCENT OF ULTIMATE STRUGGLES OF POWER! THE STRENGTH OF TESTOSTEROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!" Magnus yelled as he spread out his arms "I WISH TO JOIN THIS STRUGGLE!" Magnus yelled as he immediately rushed forward. And so Magnus ran, he ran and ran through the crowd not even slowing down in the slightest. Magnus desired to hug all these people, but his arms knocked away all the students as if he was preforming a clothesline attack, those that hit his rock hard muscular chest went flying.

Meanwhile Altair let out a sigh as he tried to head outside, barely avoiding the student rush and almost reached the doors leading outside. He couldn't deal with such madness, the old man was bad enough. Thinking back to the old man caused him to suddenly clench his fist slightly. "Tsk...sorry gramps...couldn't keep my promise..." Altair muttered but suddenly his eye widened the moment he heard a loud boom voice yelling something about testosterone and the screams of numerous students. Looking towards the commotion his eyes nearly popped out of his head and his jaw fell open as he saw a monstrously gigantic man rushing threw a crowd of student, causing the students to be sent flying and worse of all it seemed the man was heading straight at him. "WHAT THE FU-" Altair yelled but was suddenly sent flying as Magnus collided with him.

The rushing Magnus eventually reached the door leading outside. When he saw nobody else, Magnus looked over his shoulder and noticed everybody laying either on their stomach or back letting out a loud groan. Magnus raised an eyebrow and smile "Oh?! So you guys are now doing push ups and sit ups?! Excellent work you guys! May the Testosterone be with you!" Magnus said happily as he gave everybody a big thumbs up and grinned as his teeth sparkled.

"Y-you bastard" Altair muttered as he struggled to get up

 

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Acele wondered who the guy was that just called her out and the other people in the area. It seemed to her that the guy knew who the crying person was, so I guess they were just being very protective. Maybe a little too protective if you asked Acele, but that's why it's called an opinion. She went over to the two and introduced herself, just to make it clear she wasn't any harm.

"My name's Acele. Self-proclaimed "Thief of Thieves. If you don't make a living stealing off others, nice to meet you. If you do, well, i hope you keep very good security on your valuables." She waved to the guy who was holding the girl.

It seemed like they were getting kinda close, which made Acele feel uncomfortable, but that was only because she couldn't really deal with lovey-dovey, gushy stuff. Maybe it was just her age, and people have said she'll get over it, but for now, it made her uncomfortable and that was the end of it. She wondered if the girl would respond this time, but waited for the guy's response.

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Xane heard some guy introduce himself as Julius and a girl introduce herself as Acele. He wasn't sure why he needed to introduce himself, so he kind of kept his distance.

"Name's Xane." He decided to look the other way while saying his name.

He really didn't feel right getting in between the two people, and the group of people seemed to get larger every minute. There also seemed to be a bunch of kids crawling out from the school, with classes ending. He wasn't sure what he was going to do, but he felt it best to get out of there before a bunch of people wanted to talk to him. He heard something about apartments, and wondered where those were.

"Don't suppose you guys know where those apartments are, do you?" He looked at them for a second, wondering if they knew anything about what was going on. Given his situation, many would probably find him being a little too lax, but since he was training to be a soldier, it wasn't all that strange for him. There wasn't much else to do besides find out where he could stay, and figured maybe that was what the key in his pocket was for. He also wondered if there was some place he could practice a sword. One of the things he always remembered to do was practice his sword skills, even if nothing else could be done; it was the one thing that Xane did religiously, even if it was raining and storming outside.

 

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Quin buried her face deeper into her muffler as she passed blurred faces around her. Were all these people new to this board too? A lot of them looked used to everything, but some—the people she'd seen in the classroom—looked just as lost and confused as she was. She curled tight fists into the pockets of her wrap coat and took a deep breath.

She wished she understood why her. Why someone as pathetic and weak as her? Did they know she was a player on another board? Had she been a player on a board even before that? Before the game, she was a normal person, she thought. A normal life in a normal house, at a normal school with normal peers . . . And then it all changed.

She died.

Shaking her head, she filed out of the school with everyone else, trying to make herself small as possible. Whatever this game was . . . She would play it. She would win.

"I WISH TO JOIN THIS STRUGGLE!" Quin flinched as someone burrowed through the crowd. She almost toppled into someone else but grabbed her footing and muttered an apology to whoever it was before hurrying forward. The sooner she escaped the building, the sooner she could lock herself away in the new apartment for rehabilitation and privacy. "Please watch where you're going next time . . ." she muttered to herself, steadying out. A distant shout drew her attention to the sky and someone was flying away.

The boy fell to the ground as she passed him. "Y-You bastard . . ."

She almost considered stopping to see if he was alright, but she didn't want to. No friends this time. No idiocy this time. No being weak.

Quin quietly passed a group of people talking to each other, a tall boy holding a girl who flickered a light bulb in her head. Her heart palpated once, and then she shook her head, hurrying forward for the apartment building.
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The big dude grinned at him and Harley raised an eyebrow, loosening his hold on Heidi a little. "Hmmm, ah the names Julius, nice ta meetcha kid." Harley nodded at him and looked to the others.

"My name's Acele. Self-proclaimed 'Thief of Thieves. If you don't make a living stealing off others, nice to meet you. If you do, well, I hope you keep very good security on your valuables." She waved at them and Harley narrowed his eyes at her. What kind of people were these guys? They looked a lot different from the last game's players, like they came from all walks of life. It was confusing as hell.

"Name's Xane," said the last guy with purple hair. Who honestly had purple hair?

Harley almost snorted, but decided not to bring on any kind of trouble too early. His prime concern was Heidi at the moment. "Harley." he finally replied, short and sweet.

"Don't suppose you guys know where those apartments are, do you?" Xane asked, and Harley looked to the building across from the school.

"Isn't it that?" he asked, motioning to the building and trying to be neutral as possible. "We all got keys, didn't we?" He looked over to the building to see people filing out. Were they all students or something? Was this even a real world, or did they all wake up here too? He shook his head.

"People are coming," Heidi told him and he nodded, watching them all walk out and disperse. "Those other people are coming too." He nodded again.

He didn't want to admit it, but he was lost as she was. At least last time they had some kind of guide or instructions—or a demon serial killer hanging over there heads and urging them to survive, but now . . . He sighed.

"Can we go?" Heidi asked, and he looked back down at her with her big eyes.

He smiled, snorting good-naturedly and shifting some of her hair behind her ear. "Yeah, let's go." he said, and then looked to the others one more time. He shifted his arms to be linking with Heidi's and began guiding her away from the school and towards the apartments. He vaguely wondered if it was a deathtrap, but they had to do something.
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"G-Gas?! di-did you say gas?!" Alistair said suddenly beginning to stop laughing, fear began to appear on his face. "Y-your joking right? you wouldn't do such a thing like that to me!" Alistair said almost in a begging tone. "Please please spare me plea-PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT OH GOD I CAN'T DO THIS ANY MORE" Alistair said suddenly began to start back into his laughing fit "OH GOD I CAN'T EVEN PRETEND TO TAKE YOU SERIOUSLY. HALLUCINOGENIC GASES? WHAT A LOSER! OH GOD YOUR GOING TO KILL ME! " Alistair said in glee trying to calm down."haaaaaaaaaaah, last laugh? sure you can have it....after all Im sure as hell not gonna laugh at your dull ass shit" Alistair said with a grin and a sigh.

Alistair continued to sit by his desk, his feet still resting upon his desk and listened to the girl ramble on about nothing "we all heard that voice, if people call you the great Bella for such a plebeian logic then I woe for those that would call you great" Alistair said before the girl suddenly grabbed his arm and attempted to drag him away. "Whoa there girly, I'm flattered that you want me in your room, but I am father of one and I already have a dear sweet lover...geez...you pervert" Alistair said resisting being pulled.

 

Veera wandered through what seemed like endless hallways until she somehow ended up in the dorms. With a sigh at her creator's laziness, she pulled out what appeared to be the room key and shoved it into the lock, twisting before grabbing the knob and opening the door roughly. She looked at very little in the room, other then noticing that there were more then one bed, and the room appeared to be symmetrical in shape and furniture. Heading into the single bathroom, she yanked open the medicine cabinet, and with a soft sigh of relief, yanked off her shirt with one arm while grabbing the wrapping bandages with her injured arm. Very carefully, she sat on the toilet and began to attempt to reconstruct the supportive tape that the physical therapist had done.


Teriana groaned in pain as she lay on the floor. When the strange man had yelled and screamed, charging down the hallway like a hormone crazed bull, she had tried to instinctively cook him with a shield of fire. Of course, it hadn't worked, and now she lay in a collapsed heap on the ground. Charming. Pushing herself off the ground, she glared in the direction of the apparently crazed man before getting to her feet, tossing her hair over her shoulder. Now that that was out of the way, she turned and looked for the way to the dorms. She really needed to see if there was a way to change out of the now scandalously ripped clothing, before something else happened.
The walk to the dorms was short, and luckily for her, she only had to try the key in two doors before the second opened. She stood in the doorway for a moment before shutting the door with a quick click, and strolling to one of the dressers, yanking it open.

Thank god. She yanked off her school shirt and blouse before pulling on the larger sized blouse, breathing a sigh of relief. Now she was covered and in proper attire.



"Great." Tessa replied as she followed Ze Operator, key clutched tightly in hand. Unlike her soul sister with an injured shoulder, she had no idea which room was hers, or how to go about finding out. Did they just try every lock and hope the key opened the right one?
She was about to voice this opinion to Ze Operator, when she looked down at the floor. And noticed everyone either lying on the ground, or getting up from the ground. What on earth had happened?
"Um....Maybe we should just go to the dorms." She suggested to her companion, eyeing the other "students" nervously. Whatever had happened here, she didn't want to stick around for a repeat. How do we know which room is ours?" She asked, then blushed. "I didn't mean ours, but, you know. Which one is mine, and which one is yours."
Awkward.