Celes smiled warmly, happily as Radon excepted her apology. The cold fear and dread fled her body as she stood, offering her hand to him. As she stood there staring at him, a warm fuzziness filled her, chasing the butterflies from her stomach. It was a very unusual sensation.
Her eyebrow arched in confusion as Radon fell back down. She glanced over her shoulder at the man in blue and black. Her eyes flashed with anger as he wrapped his arm around her. She shrugged it off as she turned to stare darkly at him. She stepped away in agravation as he whispered in her ear.
"I'm sorry...did you say you are here to help me? You'll have to forgive me if I am a little aprehensive," she replied, her voice hard and sharp," You're actions make me question your motives...Also, I do not go anywhere with strangers. If you have anything to say...to help me...you can do it here. I would like to return to my...umm...friend," she finished, clenching her fists at her side, as her eyes swam in a dark fire.
She sneered at the man, showing her white fangs."And if you ever..ever harm or touch Radon again, I will break every little bone in your fingers and hands, rending them useless. That will only be the begining..." she trailed off, snarling quietly and darkly at him, her fury burning in her eyes.
Radon was grinning from ear to ear as he Jazzercised to the music in his head. Unfortunately, since he lacked any type of rhythm his motions looked like something out of a Peanuts cartoon.
"Girl you're my angel, you're my darling angel. Closer than my peeps you are to me, baby. Shorty, you're my angel, you're my darling angel. Girl, you're my friend when I'm in need, lady." he sang in his head as he moved in time with the beat.
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"Good you care for him then I'm talking to the right person. You misunderstood what I said though, I'm not here to help you I'm here to help Radon." the man in blue replied as psiwaves passed over them.
As the psychic energy swarmed around him he let out a frustrated sigh. He hated when people tried to control him.
"D*** empaths, always screwing with people's emotions. Too bad I'm immune to mental manipulation, but I'd rather not talk to her while she's hopped up on happy juice." he thought to himself as he felt Private Parts' power flowing around him.
Turning around he spotted the source of the "happy waves" talking with Psyosis. From what he could gather Parts was showing off his powers and telling him his life story.
"Excuse me Sir, would you mind rescinding your powers a bit? I need to have a serious conversation with Cadet Celes and I'd prefer not to do it in her current condition. Thanks." the mysterious man said respectfully.
Shifting his focus back to Celes he once again attempted to get her to accompany him off to the side so they could talk.
"What kind of example does a teacher set for his students when he uses his powers to alter people's moods without their consent?" he wondered shaking his head.
No sooner had the thought left his brain when Sartain shook off the mental effects and stormed out.
"I guess she agreed with me. Corporal Punishment'll probably head her off and calm her down, at least I hope so." he thought to himself as he watched her leave.
(OOC: Just so you know there's no subliminal message there, that's how my character would react to Private Part's empathy.)
Lord Raymond saw that everyone was jazzercizing but he was not himself.
"I don't care how much 'happiness' you radiate, no one can make a fool out of the British Royal Family."
Once again Lord Raymond's stubborn belief that no one can make the Royal Family do something wrong or stupid was shining through. However the happy powers were still having an affect on Raymond, he couldn't stop smiling.
"Why am I smiling so big? I feel like Alan," said Raymond in jest. "I am heading out to the practice field. I understand that their are some new machines designed for the indominable defensive hero such as myself.
Raymond walked out into the field and stood in the circle in the middle.
"Go," said Raymond. Then 10 machine guns burst out of the ground and began to fire upon Lord Raymond.
The smoke from the guns cleared when they were done firing and Raymond was still standing. He had turned on his Stone Armor just before the bullets struck.
"Level 2. Go," said Raymond as 5 flame throwers shot out of thr ground and opened fire along with the ten machine guns.
Once again the smoke cleared and Raymond had ativated another armor, this time it was brimstone so the fire would be nearly ineffective.
"Level 3. Go," said Raymond again. This time 5 Psionic Weapons burst forth, and once again Raymond activated another armor, minerals which absorbed the attack.
"Level 4. Go."
Five guns began to shoot negative energy right at Lord Raymond along with all of the other guns.
This time when the smoke cleared Raymond was not standing. He lay on the ground unconcious and half-dead.
Private Party noticed a number of cadets resisting or immune to his powers, and decided to reccomend them for the psionics resistance top ten list, and Corporal Punishment's calisthenics program. Physical activity is the best way to permanently get rid of negative feelings in a safe, natural way. Private Party could project temporary happiness, but it would fade when he left, and the cadets would eventually feel crappy again. So, to alleviate this problem, he used his powers to make the cadets more ameiable to jazzercise, the private's favorite excercise. That way, he could help the cadets become happy, with as little help from psionics as he could. Now, that isn't to say he can force people to do anything, only productive things that the target would rather not do. He noticed Sartain leaving and thought, "I'm reccomending her for more excercise programs than actually exist." He really hates sticks in the mud.
As Corporal Punishment was in the middle of his morning jog, he noticed Lord Raymond lying in the tanker training field, unconscious. " MEDIC!" he cried, and Buck rushed as fast as he could to Raymond. "Lot's of negative energy damage, I can fix him, and I think I know someone who can prevent this sort of thing from happening again," Buck's face was concerned and grave, not like him at all. He was able to heal Raymond's wounds, as his medical device is able to repair any damage, including psionic, but not soul-related or emotional.
(OOC: Private Party really just wants everyone to be happy, and excercise releases endorphins, which make you happy. You may consider it mind control, but he could force you to do worse with his powers. At maximum power, his happiness is auto-hit, with NO resistance checks. Raymond, you should accept the offer when Buck gives it, as you'll get to train for your crystal armor with a character of my own design whose name is FINALLY not a bad pun.)
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Akazi walks away from the Academy...and this thread in disgust. Too much uber-ness for her...and me.
You (manofmanychars) had something good going, but you stepped all over it like crushing flowers in the dirt.
For everyone else who made this thread fun, Thank you.
One more thing. DO NOT use anyone's character (like you did with Sartain) after they have announced they are leaving the thread. That's just rude and unacceptable. It's one thing to not know how to run your RP, but to trash another's character with your subpar "writing" is utterly asinine.
((OOC: If this is supposed to resemble D&D, with resistance checks and auto-hits, even the Gods have to make rolls, and any good DM would use their native numbers, because even a natural 20 can miss. Let's see, Hack and Slash column....ah, Githyankie cut your silver cord, too bad. If you want people to RP, and not be simple pawns, you have to let them RP. Why have a school for mental-problem cadets if one character can make them all better?))
(OOC: sorry, sibling, didn't know you were leaving the thread. besides, I never said you had to jazzercise, just get happy. Raymond got happy, but had too strong a will to jazzercise, so he went to train. I'm trying to create situations that the characters wouldn't create themselves. When's Sartain ever going to be happy on her own? Probably never, so I'm trying to get you to really think about what a character's like for any emotion. I thought for thirty minutes thinking about what Buck or Tommy would be like while experiencing a negative emotion. And the resistance thing is just a term I'm familiar with, but either way, all you needed to do was write happy thoughts, the jazzercise was optional. But do what you want, I'm not a mind controller, neither is Private Party. And to answer Sibling's question, he's only called on for times when bad feelings spiral out of control, and it seemed like the training session was just starting to fall apart enough for Private Party to be called in. He doesn't like having to use his powers, but sometimes, he has to, especially during the General's class, as open sparring comes next, and that tends to get ugly without any hard feelings thrown in.)
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Tigonus and Embher join the ladies as they walk away in disgust, "Hey, wait up!" they called!!
Willpower has more passive regen than Regen does. Who thought that was a good idea?
Can we get a fix for Energy Melee instead of more new sets?
(OOC: Well, looks like our ratings have dropped faster than Bill Clinton's pants, so it looks like it's time to do what needs to be done every time something's ratings drop.)
THIS THREAD HAS BEEN TERMINATED.
Have a nice day.
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/em weeps over ruins of thread.
Why can't I ever find an RP that doesn't fall apart.
/em Walks out the door and shakes head
As Stu sits and writes in his notebook the chair in front of him disappears. He glances up quickly and watches as chairs, tables, plants, and windows fade out of existence. He stands up right before the chair he was sitting on blinks out. Suddenly the roof begins to break away and float up into the sky. Soon after the walls follow crumbling away and disappearing before they reach the ground. Stu can now see the surrounding buildings and the students and staff who were in the middle of classes. He watches as the horizon begins to slowly move towards him. His heart quickens as he realizes that something very ominous is coming. He wonders if this is a personal experience or something that is affecting everyone. Fear consumes him and his mind races as his eyes search for an exit or any thing that could help. His mind has completely locked up with the inability to comprehend the situation and the understanding that there is nothing he can do to stop it. The horizon is getting closer and closer and where there was sky is now nothing, a void that you can sense with your soul. The other people are now gone and Stu cant remember if they screamed when they left. The notebook is gone, but Stu doesnt care he is just trying to hold onto himself as his clothes and body begin fading. There is almost nothing, maybe a few feet of ground, enough air to keep him breathing for a couple more seconds. Time slows as Stu tries as hard as he can to grasp what is happening. He struggles to move so he can fight off his impending doom. Then there is nothing around him and he is so obviously aware of it before his thoughts too are gone.
(OOC: Notice I said that he wondered if this was happening to just him or if everyone was experiencing it. So if anyone wants to continue this thread I haven't ruined it. But I came I saw I sat and disappeared.)
Well this sucks, I was having fun with this. Its too late for me to join Whitmoore, they are way to far along.
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Well this sucks, I was having fun with this. Its too late for me to join Whitmoore, they are way to far along.
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You could always join Blood_Wolffe's Open RP, "Those Who Kill and Those Who Don't". You'd probably have to wait until after the whole "Council" Saga (which should end soon) is resolved, but we've been having alot of fun over there 
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Play nice with Fox Soldier if your coming
Check out The Mercanaries, it's my new thread.
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OOC: I felt that this thread needed a respectable death so here goes.
Lord Raymond woke up lying in his bed. He smelt smoke.
"FIRE!" shouted Lord Raymond as he lept out of bed, activating his brimstone armor.
Raymond ran through the academy alerting the boarders that the building was coming down and that it was too late to salvage it.
Everyone Raymond could get a hold of made it out of the Academy alive, including all of the friends Raymond had made.
Raymond gave one last bow to the building before turning and walked away...
"Lord Raymond, Signing Out..." said Lord Raymond as he walked into the darkness.
(clapping) bravo, Raymond, bravo. (wipes tear from eye).
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is this rp done or what if not let me know i wanted to post in it
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It's dead. Sorry.
Way dead, but check the new recruits open RP thats our spin off from this one.
Overhearing this, Janice realized that this man was just another form of villain, one who forced others to bend to his will. She thought back to her history courses: King George, Mussolini and others promised "Utopia" if only you would surrender your free will. She didn't want any part of that sort of perfection.
Luckily, the accident that had altered her body had altered her mind as well, allowing her to resist the effects. She walked out of the class, cleaned out her locker and went back out to the real world, hauling her gear in her old duffel bag. Better to be free and alone than a slave among slaves.
((OOC: Sorry, Janice isn't into that whole Omnipotence thing.))