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Charley Labelle

"Yes, because you're totally the smartest person in the world and I should hang off of every word you say... Please note, the immense sarcasm!"

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a character in “The After School Club”, as played by Mashotu

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Charley Labelle
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"Yes, because you're totally the smartest person in the world and I should hang off of every word you say... Please note, the immense sarcasm!"





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Name: Charley Jay Labelle

Nickname: N/A

Age: 17

Sexuality: Bisexual

Clique: Elite

Rank: 3

Likes:
  • Meat
  • Music
  • Darkness
  • Being an elite
  • Rain
  • Cloudy days

Dislikes:
  • Being #3
  • Light
  • Losing
  • Grammar mistakes/text talk
  • The sun

Fears:
  • Getting lost and never finding his way back
  • His uncle
  • Gators

Hobbies:
  • Practicing
  • Listening to music on the roof



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Powers: Darkness Manipulation: The user can create, control, manipulate, materialize and summon darkness. By itself, darkness is mostly used to cloud everything into total darkness, but by accessing a dimension of dark energy it can be channeled to a variety of effects, both as an absence of light and a solid substance: one can also control and manipulate the beings that exist there, create and dispel shields and areas of total darkness, create a variety of constructs and weapons and, teleport one's self through massive distances via shadows.

Weakness:
  • Is limited to either creating darkness without ability to control it, or be only able to control existing one.
  • Has to be in sync with darkness, whether their own or the source of their power.
  • He runs the chance of becoming affected/corrupted through extended exposure.
  • Light Manipulation and Light Generation are especially effective against this power. However it should be noted that darkness can overpower light as well.

Strengths:
  • His quick tongue
  • He's very observant
  • He's fast (in speed)

Flaws:
  • He's sarcastic
  • He's blunt
  • His body language tells all




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Personality: Charley his bluntly sarcastic. He hates beating around the bush and isn't afraid to say what's on his mind. Because he's like this, he's not easily embarrassed either. If someone were to be talking about something indecent, he wouldn't mind contributing to the conversation as long as he was involved. He has quite the temper on him. Actually it'd be more accurate to say he's a stick of dynamite lit from both ends.

He doesn't believe that he's the perfect person. Far from it in fact. This is the reason he feels the needed to practice his skills. He wants to get better and he feels he's not good enough unless he's the best. Of course, he can never be the best though. He is only number three after all. This fact pisses him off beyond all belief to the point that he doesn't really like the two in front of him. He wants the gold trophy, not the bronze one.

When Charley isn't fussing over the small details of thinks (like grammatical mistakes) he's usually sitting and people watching. He finds this activity relaxing. He also notices that it helps him learn about how people act and why. He was once able to piece together a stranger's entire story by just watching him.

|| Blunt || Sarcastic || Curious || Observant ||

History: Charley doesn't have a grave history. Only one bad thing has ever happened to him. He had a happy family life up until the age of five when his mother walked out on him and his father because she and his father were always arguing. Charley didn't mind since he always saw her for a week during summer and that was enough for him. He would always visit his aunt (his father's sister) since she lived a few houses away from them. She was where he went if he had a bad day since she was the type of person not to judge and made you feel safe. And once a month, his uncle might happen to pop in and hang out with him for a day.

This was where that one bad memory lays. At the age of 12 Charley was spending the day at his uncle's house because his father had work and his aunt was sick. So he went to his uncles. He didn't have many friends at the time and actually hated most the people in his school. His uncle had happened to be drinking a lot that day. He and his wife had just been in a fight and she walked out on him. So Charley decided to comfort him. His father had always told him to stay away from his uncle if he was drunk, but Charley didn't see the harm in comforting a sad family member. That night, his uncle had raped and beat him right there in his living room. If his uncle's wife hadn't come back to grab some things, Charley could have ended up dead. She took him to the hospital and that was the last time he ever saw his uncle.

Charley doesn't mope about it or use that story to his advantage. In fact he just decides to ignore that ever happened to him. When he was forced into counselling, he had refused to speak about the matter saying nothing happened. Though that was clearly a lie. Since he'd been so stubborn, he'd been released from counselling and that matter was never spoken in front of him again. It was taboo.

Charley was able to make a few friends once he got into high school. Though he rarely hung out with them because he preferred to be alone. It was around this point in time that his father would come how to his son just sleeping on top of the room, hidden under the shade of the big oak tree that was in the yard. He'd never grown out of this habit. So now, any time he needs to think or wants to be alone, he goes on top of the room, puts in music, and lays there for hours.


Other: He used to live in France for quite a bit of his life. No longer has the accent though.
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So begins...

Charley Labelle's Story

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Benjamin
Mid-afternoon, Friday 16th of August


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A light breeze rolls off the lake beside the town of Benjamin, offering a small break from the hot sun above. For those students stuck inside, the have only a few more minutes until the bell rings marking the end of the school day and the start of the weekend.
Students also find themselves looking forward to the weekly meeting. The After School Club is due for a gathering. A few hours after school most students will make some excuse to their parents and make their way to the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. There challanges will be made, some will wake away as winners and others might find themselves further down the social ladder than when they entered the warehouse.




Abigail Porter

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Abigail Porter sat in class, her attention on the small, balding man that was trying to lecture the room full of students on the properties of the fundamental forces. He had already given the class a stirring introduction to electromagnetism and no doubt next week would be filled with strong and weak nuclear forces. Today, however, was dedicated completely to gravitation, a force that Abby knew intimately well. Physics had always been an interesting class, or at least Abby thought so. Many of Benjamin's inhabitants had powers that let them defy the very rules that Physics was trying to teach. Abigail always enjoyed seeing the teacher try to explain around the peculiar abilities, making exemptions for the talents. Nevertheless Abby always made a point of learning the lessons, failure was hardly something she wanted.

Even so, as the teacher droned on Abby found her mind wondering to tonight's gathering. She was quite content with her current position, number two, so she doubted that she would challenge Ozzy tonight, but it was always interesting watching other fights. Whenever anyone from the Elite's was challenged it was always useful to pay attention, watching how her fellow Elite's fought was very informative and would help Abby form a partial plan on how to deal with them if they ever chose to fight.

The loud buzzing of the school bell brought Abby's attention back to the present. The teacher began to shout the weekend's assignments over the loud sound of scrapping chairs, but gave it up as hopeless as conversations cropped up and his voice was muffled out. Abby picked up her books, arranging them carefully in her arms. She left the classroom with the crowd and began to make her way towards her locker.

Being an Elite had its perks. Many of the lower students moved out of her way, leaving Abby with a clear path through the crowded school corridors. Of course there were always those who either chose to ignore the hierarchy or simply didn't seem smart enough to get out of her way. Abby was climbing down a set of stairs when a younger students pushed past her, his elbow catching her painfully on the upper arm and sending her books flying. Pursing her lips to stop herself from shouting at the younger student Abby held up a hand, palm facing vertically outwards. Her falling books stopped their descent, freezing in midair. The student froze too, caught in a bubble of zero gravity. His excitement for the weekend, and most likely tonight's meeting, was easily visible and quickly turned to a look of shock as he was slowly spun around to face Abigail.
"If you're going to run in the corridors, you had better watch where you're going." Abby told him. She held out her arms and let her books float into them. The student was still floating inches above the floor in Abby's cloud of zero gravity.
"I... I'm s..sorry" He stuttered, glancing nervously from Abby to the ground just out of reach. Not wanting to cause more of a scene than she already had, Abby let the boy go. He landed on his feet and seemed to shrink back against the wall as Abby passed.

She reached her locker a moment later without incident and quickly opened it, placing the books she didn't need inside and taking out those she would need over the weekend. Around her everyone seemed to be buzzing about the weekend. Abby smiled, she too was looking forward to a few days to relax in the sun, but first came tonight.




Zack Hooke

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"Keep your knees up Hooke! Stay awake!" The harsh voice of Benjamin's gym teacher was having little effect on the teenage boy. Zack liked most sports, however gym class was not something he generally enjoyed. Or at least not when he was being forced to run around the track under the heat of Benjamin's summer sun. He could also feel the increasing anger radiating from the large gym teacher as Zack slowly jogged the last leg of the track. He didn't understand why he was the one being targeted, after all there were others who were still behind him.
"Come on Hooke! Don't fall behind!" She shouted again. Zack felt himself slowing down, if only to spite the teacher. He could feel her anger increase exponentially as his pace slowed.
"Come on miss, it's almost the weekend." Zack told her, "And it's too hot to run any faster." He had to admit that the teacher was exceptionally good at controlling her anger. He could feel it spike as he spoke and yet there was no visible sign present.
"Hooke..." Her warning was enough though to let Zack know that it was probably time to lay off. He flashed her a cheeky smile before picking up the pace. Apparently satisfied she went to go harass some other poor student, leaving Zack alone to finish his run and then head for the showers.

Zack quickly entered the male locker room and Zack grabbed a towel before headed into the showers. Ten minutes later he reappeared, smelling faintly of peaches and looking as fresh as if he hadn't just been running. The bell rang just as he was stuffing his damp towel away. Zack picked up his sports bag and made his way out of the showers. He considered stopping by his locker to pick up some books but decided against it. Instead he headed out to the school front where he took a seat on the rails and waited for his friends to come out.

He would see them tonight at the Club, but Zack was a social person. He wouldn't want to waste the few hours between now and the start of the club alone. Sure, he could do some homework, but he'd rather hang out with his friends. Besides, there weren't many days left in summer and he didn't plan on wasting the fine weather.

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Charley forced himself through the school day. It wasn't like it was so terrible hard that he was about to cry. No. It was because he was so fucking bored! He hated how teachers always droned on and on and on about something he already knew. He looked up at the clock, thankful there were only about like 3 minutes left. He wanted a fight, and he wanted it now. He'd been sharpening some of his skills, but he knew he has a long ways to go before he challenges someone higher than him.

Once the bell rang, Charley was probably this first out of the classroom. He slung his book bag over his shoulder, went to his lock, pretty much just threw it in and went to where "club activities" were being held.

Charley was ready for a fight and almost everyone knew it. He knew that he just couldn't let people touch him, and don't underestimate someone's skills.

"Who the fuck am I fighting today anyway?" He wondered out loud before he spotted Josh just chillin' by a tree. He barely knew the kid and had only fought him once which lead to him discovering Josh's fear of shadows and darkness. This just amused Charley to no end. So... To be mean, he decided to stretch out his own shadow (morphing it into the shape a a snake) and made it go after Josh.

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Character Portrait: Abigail Porter Character Portrait: Lexi Rose Character Portrait: Ozymandias Bastion Character Portrait: Charley Labelle Character Portrait: Josh F Woodward Character Portrait: James Patterson
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"I didn't hurt him. I just reminded him that it isn't safe to run through the school corridors."

Ozzy smirked slightly. It was like her to present one irritated act as a public service. He couldn't really blame her, though. Abby despised mess and disorganization and making her papers or books fly everywhere was one of the best ways to make her lose her temper. He chuckled at her next question, wordlessly sliding into step with her as they walked through the hall.

"I am quite sure that there are many who intend to challenge me. There are a few in particular that I..." he began, only to lose his train of thought from an unwelcome interruption. Ozymandias disliked Hal Humble. The boy was rude, loud, and had an unwarranted fixation on himself and Abby.

"I'm sure you're ready, right? Must be hard being at the top. You've gotta keep your eyes out for every possible threat. See you two tonight."


He laughed, his expression indulgent, like one he would give to a child that said something particularly clever, "I suppose it would be hard for one such as yourself."

When he and Abby were alone, his expression gave way to one of annoyance, "Misplaced bravado is tiresome."

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"And minding your business won't get you punched either."

"Where's the fun in that?"

James simply grinned at Lexi as he replied. He knew that inserting himself into her personal world was just asking for trouble, but there wasn't any other way to get her out of her shell. Besides, he could endure a few verbal barbs. He knew the line between annoying her and pissing her off enough for her to do something terrible to him. He thought so, anyway.

James entered the grounds, not too close to Lexi as he didn't intend to provoke her more, but still close enough to show he wasn't scared. He scanned the grounds for his friends from. He hated having his last class without the others in his clique. Fortunately for him, he spotted Josh. Unfortunately for them both, he wasn't the only. It seemed one of the Elites, Charley, had decided to ambush him. James did the only thing the occurred him: he ran over to the scene and mouthed off.

"Nice snake! I hope it compensates for your... unfortunate condition."

He coughed meaningfully. Okay, it wasn't an original insult, but it should be enough to make him lose his concentration.

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Josh would unwillingly be falling sleep from a passing breeze, russling leaves and the warm sun hitting him from above, the vibrate green leaves patterned their shaped shadows on him lightly as he rested his head on the tree with his arms folded and one leg over the other.

He would sigh out slowly as he started to drift off, his head tipping to the left, the sun warming his face further...

Then a instant darkness hit is face, the yellowish orange colour from the sun as his eyes were closed blackened like he were in a pitch black room. At first he dismissed it, thinking it were just the sun being hidden by passing cloud, though they were few but then it hit him...

If the sun were behind a cloud the heat from it would be lesser and the breeze more nippy and so he opened his tired eyes just to jump and hit the back of his head on the tree from the shock he could in his dream like state, groaning from the pain for a moment only to see Charley in the distance and frown.

Though he didn't frown for long as the blackened presence continued to chase him and as he were to jump up and fling his leather satchel over his head with a panicked gasp and start to walk off in fear he had someone and he looked up...

It was James, one of his friends but they were more like brothers despite having no family ties and he heard him shouting at Charley and he just watch, his hands tightly gripping at the strap of his satchel, his knuckles white from the how tight he was holding it and he looked petrified on the spot but James seemingly relaxed him some what but not enough for his wheezy breaths to stop.

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"Nice snake! I hope it compensates for your... unfortunate condition." He heard a voice yell. Turning, he realized it was James. "Yes. Because everything makes a connection to a man's dick size." he called out to him. He made the shadow snake break of into two, walking with it the farther it went. This second snake more or less disappeared from the eyes of the two boys and wrapped around so that it connected with Jame's shadow.

Still successfully having the original snake chase Josh, he allowed the other shadow to do one of his favorite tricks. The shadow around James' feet opened up and sucked James right into it. Popping him out into another shadow of a tree about 100 feet away from him and Josh. At this point, James should probably be very cold. He always was whenever he traveled by shadow.

This was actually the trick Charley had been working on. There had been many times where he'd gotten stuck in the ground trying to do it and there was always the possibility someone else could get stuck as well. Thankfully though, It seemed all of James popped out. This meant he was getting better. Which Charley loved.

"Now that the pest is out of the way." He said, turning to Josh, "Where were we~?"

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Josh watched as Charley simply banished James from him and he turned to James which popped out from the shadow another tree casted onto the floor. ''J-James!? Are you okay!?'' He shouted in a panicked voice then he'd turn back and see Charley walking closer to him with his shadowy figure in front of him..''Where were we~?'' Was all Charley said with a smirk on his face much to Josh's fear.

Josh would just stare at the shadow and slowly at flinging the strap of his leather satchel over his shoulder with shaky hands then he'd slowly look at Charley, his tired eyes became wary and the pupils were pin sized holes. He would stand there trying to stand his ground, his chest getting tighter and tighter as the shadow got closer and closer and at the last minute...he started to run, fast..

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Character Portrait: Merida Glenn Character Portrait: Charley Labelle Character Portrait: Milo Pomales Character Portrait: Josh F Woodward Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Jason Glenn
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Jason watched with a frown as Merida stormed off. She would most likely find her 'friends' and talk with them again. Why didn't she ever listen to watch he had to say? Jason honestly only wanted the best for her. 'You will regret this, Mer... You will see the light... I will make sure of that'. Jason thought, his eyes hardened. He clenched his fists tightly, bitter resentment swelled in his chest made it hard to breath. "Another argument? Maybe you should give her a bit of space, man," Jason jumped and looked at the direction he just heard the voice, hastily masked his face into a pleasant smile. "Oh, hello-" His smile dropped when he saw who had just talked to him.

Jason let the invisible mask on his face shatter the moment he realized no one was around to overhear him. "Milo..." He greeted tiredly and ran a hand through his hair in distress. He walked to his best friend and gave him a tiny smile. Many people had always wondered why Milo and Jason could be best friends. They were different in many aspects. One was honest and an open book, the other was a lying and manipulative bastard (Not that people could see that side of him...yet). One was easy-going, the other revengeful. It was a miracle they could get along at all let alone becoming best friends. However, Jason supposed it was the differences that drew them together, like the two poles of a magnet. Milo's honesty evened out Jason's lies and Jason's forceful personality made up for Milo's laid back nature.

And besides, Jason could never befriend a person like himself. He wouldn't be able to trust them and there would be no friendship beside mutual partnership, taking advantages of each other. Jason wouldn't be happy. "...Sometimes, I'm really jealous of you and your sis, Mil'..." Jay said, shooting another glance toward the direction where Merida had gone. "You have any tips to help me with...our relationship?" Jason asked easily, only half-joking. His shoulders slumped and he let out another hug sigh. "...Because I really need it right now..." he muttered quietly.

"Come on- wanna grab a bite before the club meeting?" Milo suggested and Jason immediately agreed, wanting to take his mind off the argument. He needed a clear head if he wanted to keep up with his mask. "Sure thing, bro... The usual place then?", Jason asked, the schoolbag was already in his hand. Well, he could use a good distraction, Jason absently thought.


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'Some legends say the Yuki-onna, being associated with winter and snowstorms, is the spirit of someone who perished in the snow. She is at the same time beautiful and serene, yet ruthless in killing unsuspecting mortals. Until the 18th century, she was almost uniformly portrayed as evil. Today, however, stories often color her as more human, emphasizing her ghost-like nature and ephemeral beauty. She was known in Japan as the snow lady.''

Merida listened with poorly disguise interest. When Josh finished his explanation, Mer whistled and clapped her hands "Dang, how the heck can you remember all that stuff?...I mean, I can barely remember half of the things I read an hour ago..." She squirmed uncomfortably under Josh's stare and after a minute or so, he spoke . ''Okay, what is the matter? Don't tell me it nothing Mer, I know how you are feeling and I also know that only one person can make you so...angry...your brother.'' At the mention of Jason, Merida scolded. She didn't even want to talk about him.

"...It's nothing... He's being an asshole... as usual, you know...And 'sides, I don't want to talk about it." Merida pouted and hugged her legs closed to her chest. "I just want a normal relationship with him and not him poking his mutated nose into my business... Is that too much to ask?" Mer mumbled angrily, thinking of the threat Jason had made. She couldn't possibly tell her friends that, they would leave her. They all had seen the real face of Jason and they all knew that he could be a threat if he wanted to. What a bastard!

''We have time to kill and if I can make you feel better, it is good time spent. So?'' Josh pressed but Merida remained stubbornly silent. She didn't want to talk about it and there was nothing Josh could do to force the words out of her. After awhile, Josh started to doze off and Merida let him be. He seemed tired and she wasn't in the mood to talk anyway. Unfortunately for the duo, Mer's ADD chose that exact moment to show up and she couldn't just stay still anymore. "Go get a coke, will come back ASAP, Josh..." She muttered lowly so as not to wake Josh. She stood up, dusted herself and left.



When Merida arrived to the spot she had left Josh, two cokes in her hands, one for herself and the other for Josh, she saw a scene that nearly made the blonde hair girl dropped her drinks in shock. Standing just a few meters away from them was Charley Labelle - an Elite and he was... bullying her friends - James and Josh. The realization hit Mer in the face like a bucket of ice had been dumped on her. In an instant, Merida felt hot, shearing, burning rage filled her very core. No one hurt her friends without her permission.

"Stop that right there, asshole!" Merida yelled, the anger dyed her words into an angry growl. Suddenly, it didn't matter if she was facing an Elite while she was at the bottom of the ladder. It didn't matter that she would have to hear Jason nag for months about responsibilities and hot-headness. It didn't even matter if half of the town would know she was special the moment she used her power. All it mattered was that there was a threat to her friends' sake. Merida wouldn't stand by and watch.

She ran to James' place and shook him. "Jamie, are you alright? Did that asshole do something to you? Oh my god, you're so cold..." She muttered worriedly, her lips pressed into a thin line. She stood up, determination shone in her eyes as she unscrewed her bottle of water and dump the content into her palm. The moment her fingers touched the water, it turned solid. She could use a solid diamond weapon right now. 'I'll probably be exhausted the moment the club starts' Mer thought before shaking her head. Better be exhausted than letting a pea-sized dick bullied her friends.

"Why don't you take someone your own size, fucker!?" Mer snarled, noticing that Josh was running. That's good, his power couldn't be used to defense himself this instance. Only Merida had the power to do so. And she would be damned before she failed her friends. With that thought in mind, Merida stood a little straighter, positioned herself between Charley and Jamie protectively.

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Charley was actually about to give up and leave Josh alone until Merida came in. "Stop that right there, asshole!" She said before going to check on James and then running straight up to him, "Why don't you take someone your own size, fucker!?"

Charley looked behind her to see Josh running away, with a frown he turned towards Merida. "Look. You ruined all my fun." He said, crossing his arms and looking down the girl. She was trying to intimidate him, but it wasn't working. He stepped on her shadow so that he could have an escape route in case she did attack.

He was annoyed. He'd come to play with Josh. Not some pissed off female. People should know by now that he never harmed anyone. Hell. Even Josh knew he's never hurt him. He's just fun to mess with. Now that he was annoyed, he didn't even want that girl in his sight. He used the same trick he used on James, sending her to the same spot as him. Except this time, it didn't fully work. He saw that her foot was still stuck in the ground. She'd have to dig it out if she wanted it out, and he sure as wasn't going to help him.

"I'll fight one of you two later. Just not now." He called to Merida and James, a smirk on his lips.

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In reply to Abby's question regarding whether Ozzy had heard of any potential challengers, she first received a chuckle and the beginning of an answer, "I am quite sure that there are many who intend to challenge me. There are a few in particular that I..." Ozzy's words were cut short.
Hal Humble, the irritating tick that never seemed to be far from ruining Abby's mood, sauntered up behind the pair. A cocky grin was spread across his face, "Hope you've heard of ME, princess. You ready for tonight? Never know what's gonna happen..." Hal said, giving her a look and placing a hand on her shoulder. She hated how casually he touched her. If they were friends she would have left his hand there, but Hal was nowhere near to being a friend. Abby shrugged his hand off, her mouth forming into an irritated frown as she turned to glare at him. She hated that he called her princess. The name was purely used to annoy her and Abby hated to admit that it usually hit the mark. "Witty as ever Hal." Abby replied with a roll of her eyes.

Hal's next words were directed at Ozzy and were just as snarky as his previous words to Abby.
"I'm sure you're ready, right? Must be hard being at the top. You've gotta keep your eyes out for every possible threat... See you two tonight"
Ozzy laughed, "I suppose it would be hard for one such as yourself."
Abby smirked, her irritation at Hal disappearing at Ozzy's quip. As much as Hal might boast and irritate Abigail at the end of the day Abby was an Elite and Hal wasn't. It was clear to anyone that took the time to see it that Hal was desperate to make the Elites. Abby wasn't about to let that happen anytime soon.

As Hal left Ozzy's earlier indulgent look changed to irritation, "Misplaced bravado is tiresome."
Abby shrugged, "Tiresome, yes, but it also means he'll be all the more entertaining to beat." The two made their way down the corridor, aiming for the main entrance doors. "You know, I'm half hoping that he would be stupid enough to challenge either of us. Abby admitted as she pushed one of the heavy wooden doors open and stepped out into the sunlight, "I'd love to put him in his place."

Abby's gaze cast around the school front, catching on the various groups gathered outside. She saw two fellow Elites, Millie and Sebastian, talking with Zack Hooke. Hal was just leaving the group, Paige at his side. Further on she spotted Charley who, by the look of things, had just sent Merida away through the use of his powers.
"What a waste." Abby muttered under her breath. Perhaps a tad hypocritical given that Abby had just frightened another student with her powers. Still, Abby felt that her use of her powers had been provoked by the other party rather than her simply deciding she was bored, which is what she assumed had happened with Charley. Abby gave a mental shrug and turned her attention back to Ozzy.

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Josh ran to the exit, a big iron gate with brick walls, casing the gate into place and he rested against the wall, his hair messed up from resting his head on it and he held his back stained left hand to his chest wincing in pain, sliding his right hand into a trouser pocket he took out a bottle of pills out from his pocket, opened the cap with a flick with his thumb and poured two pills into his left hand and threw them into his mouth and swallowed while he was slipping the pill bottle into his pocket again.

This was when he saw Charley pass him with a smirk on his face and he looked at him with a dagger filled glare before slipping pass him back through the gate and ran to James and Merida and started to dig out Merida's foot. ''Are you okay Mer? James what about you?'' He'd ask his voice wheezy from the pain he was currently having but he kept up his appearances as usual.

When he dug into the earth far enough he put his hands on Merida's ankle and pulled her foot from the earth and started wiping the dirt from her foot as well. ''You shouldn't of tried to help me you two...I know you meant well but I can...deal w-....with it okay?''

He would stand holding his chest hiding his pain with a long exhale of air from his lungs then he continued to speak. ''I know my power is a passive one but...it has its uses...''

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"Tiresome, yes, but it also means he'll be all the more entertaining to beat. You know, I'm half hoping that he would be stupid enough to challenge either of us. I'd love to put him in his place."

Ozymandias couldn't help but laugh at the thought as he walked beside his friend. Yes, it would be an interesting challenge to face Hal Humble in a fight. Superspeed vs Teleportation. Their powers were similar, but both offered their own unique strengths and weaknesses. Ozzy, of course, was confident that he could beat him. He made it his business to learn of everyone's strengths and weaknesses, both physically and mentally.

"I feel that you would make an excellent opponent for him. How can he run when he cannot even touch the ground. Even lightening or weighing down the around the field should give him trouble," he reasoned.

Ozzy took in the sight before him. It was fascinating how quickly people grouped together for innocent and not-so-innocent reasons.

"What a waste."

"Charley is simply enacting his pathology. I suspect an Inferiority Complex," he told Abbey. He focused his attention on her for a brief moment. The way the sunlight seemed to highlight her hair. The sight was ineffable. Ozzy looked away, forcing an end to one of many moments which were becoming more and more frequent.

"Of course, he refuses to permit me to psychoanalyze him. For some unfathomable reason, he doesn't seem to trust me," he told her, an ironic smile forming on his face.

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Really, sometimes he didn't think things through. One moment, he was mocking the prick that was harassing his best friend and the next, he felt like he was pulled into a blizzard at the North Pole: no light and no heat at all. He opened his eyes, finding himself 100 feet away from the scene. He cursed slightly, trying to push himself up. No one had ever used their powers to teleport him before and James decided that he didn't like it.

"Jamie, are you alright? Did that asshole do something to you? Oh my god, you're so cold..."

He looked up, smiling reassuringly at the girl talking to him. Like with Josh and Magnolia, Merida was a close friend and not just because they were in the same clique. She was just as impulsive as he was, if not moreso. Because of this, he felt extremely proud to see that Merida wasn't charging at Charley like he had. Perhaps she, unlike him, had learned to think before she acted.

"Why don't you take someone your own size, fucker!?"

Or, maybe not. James glanced at her hand. It looked like she froze some water to make a knife. Was that her power? Manipulating water? He had never seen her use her power before so he couldn't tell. It looked like she was going to tear into the prick, but Charley simply left. He smiled at Josh when he came running back. He stood up and gripped his friend's shoulder as he dug Merida's ankle out of the shadow it was stuck in.

''You shouldn't of tried to help me you two...I know you meant well but I can...deal w-....with it okay? I know my power is a passive one but...it has its uses...''

"Bullshit. You would have come running if it was me or Merida who was in trouble. That's what being a friend is. Oh, Jesus, I sound like some Disney Channel character," James joked lightly.

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Character Portrait: Abigail Porter Character Portrait: Paige Johnson Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla Character Portrait: Amelia Veris Character Portrait: Hal Humble Character Portrait: Zack Hooke
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It seemed their small gathering outside the school was slowly gathering more people, which was just the way Zack liked it.
Blue, having caught the last portion of Zack's comment, joined the group.
"Too scared Zack? Don't worry, I could take you on any day." She joked.
"Scared? Me?" Zack replied, placing a hand over his heart in mock astonishment, "You must have me confused with someone else. I'm never scared." He winked at Blue before adding, "Although I don't doubt that you could take me any day you wanted." Despite the subtle innuendo Zack was certain that Blue actually could beat him in a match. He had nightmares of becoming obsessed with a spoon or chair.
“-And show him no mercy,” Millie's playful input made Zack laugh and he stuck his own tongue out at her.

A moment later Hal approached the group, although he spoke only to Zack,
"If we're on tag teams tonight, you're on my side. Ya got that? No backing out." It was to the point and typical of Hal to assume that Zack would agree. Typical and correct. Zack grinned and nodded his acceptance,
"Why not?" Zack replied with a shrug. Most likely a tag team wouldn't happen, but if it did Zack would be more than happy to work with Hal. Hal had a great way of looking at fights, he was focused and determined where Zack was more laid-back. More than anything Zack thought that it would be fun to battle with Hal. As usual Hal's appearance was really just a passing visit, a flash and then he was gone. "See you guys tonight." Zack said to Paige and Hal as the pair left.

Zack turned back to find Sebastian answering the long awaited question, whether he would challenge anyone. He wasn't sure, however it appeared that a group of rather short students had decided to challenge Seb. Sebastian seemed to find it genuinely amusing. Seb flung an arm over Millie's shoulders, asking the girl if she would be challenging anyone.
“In all honesty, I don’t really have anyone I think I’m going to challenge... Of course, if no one challenges me, I might have to challenge someone to keep things entertaining.” Millie replied. Zack hoped that she did challenge someone. it was always fun watching the big battles.

Amelia appeared in the group, her greeting just as quiet as her approach. Magnolia joined their group quietly too, to be expected from the shy girl.
"Sup Mels." Zack said to the first girl, using one of the many pet names he had for her.
"So, Maggie, who are you... rooting for tonight?" Zack tried to bite back his grin, although he wasn't doing a very good job of it. "I hope you won't leaf before all the fun begins."

"So we have a few hours to kill before the Club starts and I'm keen to get away from that thing... So did any of you guys wanna do something fun until then?" Millie said. Zack had to laugh as she called the school 'thing'. It was oddly appropriate.
"Let's go to the lake." Zack suggested, flapping his shirt to try and get some cool air circulating. It was hot and he would love to take a dip. "Or we could grab some food?" He added. In all honesty he wasn't too concerned with what they did, he was just keen to hang out with his friends.

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Ozzy laughed, clearly finding the thought of fighting Hal just as amusing as Abby did.
"I feel that you would make an excellent opponent for him. How can he run when he cannot even touch the ground. Even lightening or weighing down the around the field should give him trouble," Abby smirked as Ozzy spoke. Yes, super speed wouldn't work too well when gravity was crushing you into the ground.
"I don't think Hal has actually thought about that. From what I've seen he likes to act quickly without actually thinking anything through." Abby replied. Then again, for all Abby knew it could all be a massive bluff.

"Charley is simply enacting his pathology. I suspect an Inferiority Complex," Ozzy told her. Abby raised her eyebrows, her gaze flicking back to Charley. An inferiority complex certainly seemed to make a lot of sense. Charley seemed to be openly hostile towards Ozzy and Abby for no better reason then that they were better than him.
Abby flicked her eyes back to find Ozzy's eyes on her. His gaze made her slightly uncertain, an emotion she was not accustomed to feeling. Butterflies seemed to stir in her stomach, only quietening down when Ozzy quickly spoke again,
"Of course, he refuses to permit me to psychoanalyze him. For some unfathomable reason, he doesn't seem to trust me,"
Abby laughed quietly, finding the idea of Charley letting Ozzy psychoanalyse particularly amusing.
"Now, why wouldn't he trust you?" Abby replied with a smile. The question was purely rhetorical of course, they both knew that Charley disliked them. There was no way he'd let Ozzy examine him.

Abby shifted her bag on her back and turned to face Ozzy, "So, what are you doing before the Club meeting tonight?" She asked, "It's definitely too hot to stay inside all afternoon." It was a not so subtle way of asking Ozzy if he wanted to hang out before the After School Club started. Previously she might have just asked him outright, after all the two had known each other since childhood. But recently certainly feelings had began to creep in, making Abby more uncertain than she would like to be.

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"Well, it probably helps that they are a good bit younger than me, y'know? But I think that the problem is how overbearing you can be," Jason looked away, refusing to listen to Milo's words. He had always been rather stubborn about his point of views on things. Clenching his hands tightly, Jason waited for Milo to continue. "I mean, with Leia and Alex, I let them do what they want, so long as they aren't going to, y'know, injure themselves or something. They are their own people, not just my sisters," Jason opened his mouth to argue but finally decided against the idea. He didn't like fighting with his best friend. Both of them had a rather different views about things. And really, they could sit all day arguing about their differences. There were things that Jason accepted about Milo and vice versa. To be honest, it was a miracle on its own that the two of them could be best friends.

"Probably doesn't help that you keep trashing her friends, though," Jason laughed out loud at this. Oh, yes, that was probably correct. "Haha, you're probably true about that..." He nodded. Yeah, he knew that already. Trashing one's friends didn't really leave a good impression. However, he couldn't, really couldn't control his annoyance when he looked at Merida's friends. He still didn't understand what Merida saw in the bunch of them... because Jason seriously couldn't. He sent Milo a small smile and shrugged. "Let's drop it, kay? I don't feel like talking about her...I may consider your words later..."

"Best burgers and shakes in town- of course, the usual place," Jason chuckled at Milo's tactic, finding it amusing. He walked faster than Milo and called over his shoulder as he broke into a run "Race you there, Milo~ Winner gets a free meal!" He grinned and ran out of the school, determined not to lose to Milo in this silly race.



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''You shouldn't of tried to help me you two...I know you meant well but I can...deal w-....with it okay?'' Josh said and tried to pull Merida's leg out of the soil.

"Oh come on, I can do it myself..." Merida said and shook her leg slightly, sending dirt everywhere. Punching Josh's shoulder lightly, she continued seriously. "Never say that again, okay? We are friends. We look out for each other... Even I don't go around and tell everybody that I can deal with everything myself." She held Jamie to get up and nodded in agreement with what he said.

"Bullshit. You would have come running if it was me or Merida who was in trouble. That's what being a friend is. Oh, Jesus, I sound like some Disney Channel character," Smirking, Merida joked lightly. "Yeah, and the next thing we know, you will start spilling stuffs about world peace and unicorns..." She patted Jamie's shoulder roughly and said. "However, I agree with Jamie. I won't ever abandon my friends. Never ever."

She coughed, looking terribly awkward by the 'cheesy' conversation. "Can we change subject now? Talking about mushy mushy things isn't my strong suit. I prefer my fist to my words..." As a teacher approached the group and took Josh with him, Merida turned to face Jamie. "Let's go to the Club first, shall we? We can find two seats for Maggie and Josh, too..." She picked up her school bag and slung it over her shoulder. She turned to face Jamie with a raised eyebrow as if asking 'Are you coming or what?'

"We may have to fight today, just so you know. I think I may have accidentally pissed off Labelle... He's a fucking sadomasochist if I have ever seen one and believe me... Pretty sure the bastard, Jason I mean, is one, too..." Merida informed at last as she remembered Charley's warning. Oh well, she would deal with it if he really challenged her. She was just worried that Jamie might hurt himself. She could probably take a few hits before she failed or something. However, unlike Jason, she didn't want to be hurt. Merida snorted and muttered under her breaths "Wanting to be hurt to get high... Why the fuck do I have to have such troublesome twin?"