Announcements: Universe of the Month! » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newbies » RPG Chat — the official app » USERNAME CHANGES » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Presuppositionalism » Aphantasia » Skill Trees - Good, Bad & Ugly » In-Game Gods & Gameplay Impact » Cunningham's Law » The Tribalism of Religion » Lost Library » Game Theory » The Hidden Void » Removing CS From an Indy Universe : Solution » On the Matter of New Players and Orphaned Plays » STOP BLAMING US FOR RPG BEING SLOW! » Polytheism » The Game of Life » Just War » Science and Philosophy » The Bible as Literature » Humans in the MV. Questions and thoughts. » Surviving the post-holiday apocalypse. » SL: 1097 Bestiary of Monsters »

Players Wanted: Looking for roleplayers » A Fairytale World in Need of Heroes & Villains! » Are You a Crime Addict? » Wuxia RP » Looking for roleplayers » New Realistic Roleplay - Small World Life ٩( ´・ш・)و » Mentors Wanted » MV Recruiting Drive: sci-fi players wanted! » Veilbrand: The Revolution » Gonna do this anyway. » Looking for Kamen Rider Players » Elysium » Looking for roleplayers for a dystopian past! » Revamping Fantasy Adventure RPG, need new players » Here, At the End of the World (supernatural mystery drama) » Seeking Role Players for a TOG Based RP » so I made a Stranger Things RP idk why not come join » LFP - New Roleplay » Gifted/Mutant individuals escaping the gov » Spaceship Zero! A retro horror sci fi RP with rayguns :D »

0
followers
follow

Zack Hooke

'Anger is never without reason... well, most of the time'

0 · 381 views · located in Benjamin

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

Description

Image
Image
'Anger is never without a reason... well, most of the time'





Image
Image
Image
Name:
Zachery Jan Hooke

Nickname:
Zack 'Or Zee, Hery, Zed, Man Z, Chief Z, Bro... I could go all day.'

Age:
18 'The age of adulthood in most parts of the world'

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Clique:
The Third 'The middle of the bunch'

Likes:
|| Jokes || Girls || Teasing || Liquorice || Emotions || Cats || Guitars ||
|| Sudoku || Drama (The Subject) || Driving || Cars || Burgers ||
|| Evergreen Trees || Skateboarding || Water Polo || Video Games ||

Dislikes:
|| Apathetic People || Boredom || The Cold || Bees ||
|| Wasps || Country Music || Classical Music || Ballet ||
|| Broken Bones || Clowns || Tween Pop ||

Fears:
Cryophobia - The fear of freezing to death.
Wasps/Bees - Zack is allergic to bee stings, hence he has a natural fear of the small insects. He's one of those people who actively avoid any small, buzzing, flying thing.

Hobbies:
Water Polo - Zack loves the game. He's part of the school's small team.
Video Games - A hobby that takes place in his room, with his curtains closed and door locked. Zack will play video games for hours if his parents don't stop him.
Skateboarding - While he's not into doing tricks at the local park, Zack does enjoy simply cruising around town on his handmade board.




Image
Image
Image


Powers:
Anger Manipulation
Zack has the power to manipulate the anger of himself and others. He can increase, decrease and even create rage in people and animals.
Zack can sense anger in people and has a particular intuition when it comes to understanding what makes people angry. He can make someone feel angry towards a certain thing or just feel uncontrollable rage. Generally when targeting someone's anger, it is easier to make them focus on something that naturally frustrates them. Natural rage enhances his power, the more anger in the atmosphere the more powerful Zack is. While Zack can manipulate anger without touch, physical contact is a much easier way to manipulate people.

Weakness:
Love - 'Love concurs all. How cliched!' Love can overcome the effects of his power. It is important to note that only pure love can overcome Zack's anger, not lust or desire.
Physical Touch - Zack can manipulate rage in a person without touching them only if there is a seed of anger already. If someone is anger free Zack must physically touch them in order to create anger in them.

Strengths:
Guitar - Zack is actually pretty good at acoustic guitar. He taught himself to play and will whip out a guitar alone or with friends.
Water Sports - Zack is an adequate swimmer and loves most water sports. He plays competitive water polo but also enjoys water skiing on the lake during the summer months.
Confidence - Zack has never been shy about who he is. Insults generally roll off him.
Maths & Physics - Surprisingly Zack has quite a talent for mathematics and physics, his father is a physicist after all. Although he rarely studies, meaning he isn't that far beyond others his age, he is able to naturally understand mathematical concepts with ease.

Flaws:
Snow Sports - Zack has a thing against the cold. Snow - and by extension snow sports - fall well outside of his comfort zone.
Irresponsible - Zack is pretty careless when using his power. He'll feed off of and manipulate other people's anger if he's bored.
Boredom - Zack can quickly become bored and restless if not entertained, often resulting in some decision that's likely to end poorly for him or someone else.




Image
Image
Image
Image
Image


Personality:
Zack's personality, in stark contrast to his power, is laid-back and carefree. He knows anger, he can literally sense anger in others and understands that the emotion is a part of every human being. Yet Zack has always been surprisingly anger-free, or perhaps that has something to do with the fact that he can decrease anger in himself too. Whatever the reason Zack is rarely seen with a scowl on his face for longer than a blink of an eye, there is little that actually angers him.

Zack loves to laugh and will frequently be found telling spectacularly awful puns and non-jokes. He knows that they're bad, but to Zack that's what makes them so fantastic. Around his friends, or complete strangers, he is pretty playful. Grins, smiles, smirks are common visitors to Zack's face.

His carefree attitude comes with some shortfalls. Zack often doesn't see the seriousness in a situation. He is constantly being called irresponsible and unrealistic. In all honesty those two traits are true. Zack rarely thinks of the consequences his actions will have. Zack will use his powers to alleviate his boredom or to simply 'liven up' the place. Since his powers aren't exactly the friendliest, this always results in an unpleasant situation for someone. Not that Zack purposefully means to hurt anyone, he just rarely thinks about others.

Zack is a bit of a flirt. Playful, teasing, harmless flirting is his preferred method. He rarely plans on the flirting leading to anything serious, in fact he actively avoids serious relationships. He's more of a one night stand/ summer fling kind of guy. That being said he never lies or cheats, he lets all of his partners know that he's not ready for a serious relationship.

Restlessness and boredom are things that often overcome Zack. If he has been sitting still for two long his mind begins to wander. He likes to be active, physically or mentally, and if something doesn't catch his attention he will begin to find other ways of having fun. He can be impulsive at times, choosing activities based on a singular thought and (as mentioned above) without taking care of potential consequences. This is because he dislikes boredom and will do anything to entertain himself.

|| Laid-back || Carefree || Playful || Irresponsible || Flirtatous ||

History:
Zack Hooke comes from a big family. His mother, Augusta Jean Orak, was a talented young woman who dreamed of becoming a dancer. A broken ankle at the age of 16 destroyed those dreams, but set her life on the path that would eventually lead her to Zack's father. First, of course, she met, fell in love with and married Arthur Menold. Augusta married and had two children with Arthur before skin cancer cut his life short. With two young children to look after and a house full of grief Augusta moved, arriving in Benjamin. It was there that she met a younger Gregory Hooke, a promising physicist. The two started as friends and eventually (and thankfully for Zack) fell in love. The two married and a year later had their first children together, a set of girl twins. Two years later Zack was born.

Growing up with his older half-siblings and his two sisters, it was only natural that Zack was babied. He rarely had to worry about remembering anything, knowing that he had a range of older family members who would for him.
Emotions were also something that were rarely controlled in his household. His mother was an empath and each one of her children had inherited some kind of emotion manipulation. His oldest half-sibling can manipulate patience, the other can manipulate trust and his older twin sisters can both manipulate excitement. As the children learned to control their powers there was, naturally, a lot of drama and anxiety experience by both parents, but somehow they managed to get through it.

At school Zack's casual attitude made him a favourite among his peers, but earned him more than a few stern words from his teachers. His work was usually handed in late and sometimes in complete. However teachers never got angry with him, his power helping him cruise through without any obvious rage aimed at him.

Zack is allergic to bee stings. The first time he was stung his arm swelled up, doubling in size within a matter of minutes. His distress quickly tapped into his powers, bringing out the anger in all those around him. As everyone grew angrier it only made the distress of a young Zack worse, making the surrounding rage worse. It was only when the anger and pain of the sting overwhelmed Zack and he fainted, that everyone around him was slowly able to regain control of themselves. Only after that was he rushed to the doctor's practice where it was found that he had had a severe allergic reaction.

In regard to the social hierarchy, Zack recognised early on that he'd never reach the elite or even the secondary. His power is adequate if used well, but he lacks any drive to get him anywhere. Besides, against people who could literally destroy the town within a second, he wouldn't stand a chance. Plus his power is hardly the most offensive power, the best he can do is make them so angry that their reason clouds. Or direct their anger at something or someone else. For Zack he is happy where he is.

Other: Anything else you want to add.

So begins...

Zack Hooke's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Abigail Porter Character Portrait: Magnolia Settle Character Portrait: Charley Labelle Character Portrait: Josh F Woodward Character Portrait: Paige Johnson Character Portrait: Ozymandias Bastion Character Portrait: Sam Gillian Character Portrait: Hal Humble Character Portrait: Ja Miliani Haiku Character Portrait: Milo Pomales Character Portrait: Jason Glenn Character Portrait: Merida Glenn Character Portrait: Lexi Rose Character Portrait: Misty 'Blue' Tate Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Luke Morrison Character Portrait: Amelia Veris Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Millie Edwards Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Issa



Benjamin
Mid-afternoon, Friday 16th of August


Image

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

Image
Outfit

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

Image
Outfit

"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.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Abigail Porter Character Portrait: Josh F Woodward Character Portrait: Zack Hooke
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image



Josh would be tapping his desk with the end of his pencil as he twisted his wrist in a flicking movement, his back slouched and looking at his note pad, a couple of passages of creative writings that he was proud of but was yet to finish it. His English teacher lecturing other students of clumsy spelling errors and wrong use of commas, full stops and so forth. But in English Josh was in his element and so missed out of the lectures then the bell would sound, making him jump slightly in his seat.

Unlike the students in his class, shoving, running and whining to get from the room he sat in his seat slowly closing his note pad and sliding it into his satchel that was brown leather with slight scuffs on the edges showing use and age then the English teacher walked to him and grabbed his arm gently to help him up, much to his dislike but it was his life, it was all he knew but it didn't stop him from being envies of others.

The Teacher would release his hand from Josh and watched him slip his satchel over his head then look at him with his icy blue hues and the teacher would cross his arms. ''Time to go to the medical bay Mr.Woodward. You know this, don't fight me this time, you know it doesn't end well.'' The teacher explained pausing for breath before continuing. ''I will be walking with you, after your stunt last week, hurting a fellow teacher like that, I can not risk it.''

Josh would frown as he listened to his teacher then look away folding his own arms and pulling a sarcastic smile. ''Right, of course Mr Williams, Right.'' Was all he said and the teacher would signal Josh to start walking, it took Josh sometime to just give in and as they both exited the class room and into the hallways were some people looked at Josh and whispered 'Teacher's pet.' Josh just looked down angry.

However the teacher nodded to students as he and Josh passed. ''I don't see why you have to fight us Mr. Woodward, your father has put a great deal into your personal care. You should be grateful.''

Josh would grit his teeth then raise his bed to look forward and the groups of students thinned. ''Of course Sir.''

Josh and Mr. Williams finally made their way to the medical bay, the teacher would open the door for Josh and he and the teacher would step in and the nurse would have a syringe at hand and smiled warmly to Josh while looking at Mr. Williams who was mouthing to her...'He's a bit irritated, be careful, we don't need another outburst...' Which the nurse nodded at him then looked at Josh. ''Okay Josh, come and sit in the chair, it is time for your medication.''

Josh would walk to the chair and slowly started to it down, the nurse helping him down then pulled up his sleeve and started to look out for a vein. ''Okay Josh, you will feel a pinch.'' She warned as she slowly started to push the needle into Josh's arm to which he was closing his eyes. ''Your Father needs your weekly blood sample as usual, I must ask, how is the pain been this week?''

Josh would watch as she drew blood then looked away. ''I have had my good days and bad days....I'd say...worse.'' The Nurse would nod, looking at Mr. Williams for a moment then taking the sealed tube tube of blood she passed Josh a plaster then pulled the needle from his arm, much to Josh's relief then took the plaster away from Josh and put it over the small pinprick hole that bleed a little then she'd get another syringe and jabbed in into his upper left arm and pushed the contents in it into Josh then took it out again. ''Okay Josh, you are done for today, see you on Monday.'' The nurse would state smiling at Josh as she helped him up again, Mr. Williams sighing in relief to himself and he too smiled and opened the door for Josh who slid his sleeve back down and paced quick out of the medical bay stopping at the door frame. ''Thank you Nurse.''

He would then continue onward, sighing in relief as Morphine ran through his veins and he started to walk to his locker that was close to the medical bay, flicking the pass code into his locker and opening it with a creek and took out some books from his satchel and into the locker, lightening his bag then shutting it again and turning to walk from the school building. *I wonder who's challenging who this week...* He thought to himself as he continued to walk, seeing Abigail Porter pass him by and he just sighed, he didn't hate her, just the elites but then again, they did give him some entertainment at the end of the week, the only reason he put up with them and because he was not one to pick fights either.

He'd then reach the other side, the sun instantly hitting his pale complexion and warming him up more that he liked, just groaning at it but he would see Zack Hooke outside, he wasn't a bad guy, but Josh hadn't talked to him, just could put a name to his face, He would then walk on past him and walked to a tree and sat under it, sighing in relief to get off his feet. He had time to kill so he was going to draw while had the chance since he was waiting on the Club to join up...

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Abigail Porter Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Geekly
Image
Image


Sebastian never really liked school, especially not the pop quiz part. It felt like another way to let him know what he's really bad at. Academics never were his strong point. He'd been looking down at the same question for almost 10 minutes. Finally he looked away from the paper, towards the rest of the class, scanning past the heads and at the walls as if there would be something to help him there. He could easily see all the people in the class from his seat in the back, some of the students younger than himself which was somewhat embarrassing but Sebastian tried not to let those things get to him. What was I doing? Oh right, quiz. Sebastian looked back down to the paper before him, straining his mind. He rubbed his jaw, stubble scratching his palm as he thought, finally just filling out the rest of his quiz with his best guesses.

The bell rang, prompting Sebastian to rush to the front of the class, hopping over the occasional chair or desk, turning in his quiz and practically run out the door. He was rather excited for the meeting tonight, it was one of the few placed he excelled, which was always a nice change of pace from his usual failing classes. Heading straight for his locker, Sebastian crossed Abigail and the unlucky student that seemed to bump into her. All he could really do was shake his head at the scene and keep walking. At his locker he shoved all his books into his bag, not necessarily because he needed all of them but because he liked the extra weight on his back. That and his mom liked to check his books to make sure that he wasn't wrecking them. As he closed his locker, Sebastian turned to find a guy standing there. If Sebastian was to remember correctly, the guy was one apart of the third 'clique'. "Sebastian, Right? The one in the, oh so special Elites?" The sarcasm in his voice would have been evident to anyone, but Sebastian just smiled his ever friendly smile, "I wouldn't call us special but you can if you want to!" He smiled, pulling on the straps to his backpack, giving a wave to the guy's posse who stood behind him.

The guy snapped in his face, regaining Sebastian's attention, "Hey! You know, you guys all think you're hot shit, but you know what, you're going down! Tonight!" Sebastian blinked at the guy who challenged him, loud, but not loud enough to gather any teacher's attention, student's sure, but not teachers. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, staring down the guy for a few moments. Admittedly it would be a rather intimidating stance, if Sebastian has not cracked a huge smile only seconds later, patting the guy on the shoulder as he passed him, "Alright! See you tonight buddy!"

For some reason, Sebastian never really got challenged too often, which was really a pity because he really loved to spar. And the thing that he really didn't understand was the fact that people always brought up him being an elite when they challenged him. He was pretty sure that it might have had something to do with people trying to move up the hierarchy, but that's just the way someone tried to explain it to him. Sebastian pulled himself out of his thoughts, gravitating to the first friend in sight, Zack was waiting around the front of the school.

His usual smile was on his face as he walked up to Zack, "Hey, you ready for tonight? Planning on sparring with anyone?" Sebastian normally referred to the fights as sparring, mainly because that word really felt better than the thought of just fights.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Millie Edwards Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image

Millie hated English. She hated it because she found it tedious, boring and unnecessary. Though being honest that was how she felt about most her classes, and well, she hated most her subjects, not just english. This also meant she wasn't very good at English, which is probably why she was now getting lectured about her apparently atrocious use of grammar. She just listened politely as he talked, and then when the teacher left to go lecture another student she just shrugged it off and continued drawing on the bottom of her sheet. Considering she was yet to read the book that the creative response was supposed to be written on, Millie thought that her english weren't the main problem. Besides her mind was already focused on the weekend.

The moment the bell sounded signaling the end of the day, Millie was the first one to shove her stuff in her bag and rush out, ignoring anything her teacher may have been saying or doing. The After School Club was on tonight which Millie was looking forward to, she loved being able to test her powers out and use them creatively. Though Millie has never challenged anyone within the elites as she is happy with her position, she always seems to get challenged. Being the weakest of the elites, people tended to think of her as an easy way into the elites. She always proved them wrong though, Mille may not have been the strongest by she was a far cry from weak.

As she moved through the corridors towards what she viewed as her freedom from the strict rules of school, she moved with a slight skip in her step and a light smile lighting up her face. However that was not the reason anyone in the corridors would have noticed her. her abilities were sometimes a little hard to control and so her mood had cause a small gust of wind to blow through the corridors. Not enough wind to really effect or cause any real irritation to anyone, but if the occasional person would notice it since they were after all inside. Millie however paid no mind to the wind as she tucked her hair behind her ears and continued through the corridor.

Millie went to her locker, choosing to take home only the bare minimum, one note book and her smallest textbook. Carrying heavy weights was not her speciality, in fact her family always joke that she has the strength of a newborn that can't even lift it's head. Besides Millie saw no point in bringing home many books considering she wasn't actually planning on doing any of the homework the she had been set. She'd deal with the consequences of not doing her homework on monday.

Swinging her light bag over her shoulder Millie headed out of the school, she hated being indoors for long periods of time, and so she wasn't in any hurry to stay indoors. She didn't even need to look out a window to know what the weather was, plenty sunshine with a light breeze. She could just sense it which was a nifty part of powers, or at last she'd never get caught on the rain without an umbrella.

MIllie smile grew broader when she saw Sebastian and Zack together out the fron to the school, and she all but ran over to them. She let the gust of wind get a little larger as it engulfed to two guys ruffling their hair and clothes slightly in order to give her entrance a bit of impact. Though after a split second she stopped the wind completely, not wanting to annoy either of them. "Hey guys," She greeted them cheerily. Millie had caught then end of Sebastian's question and looked over at Zack expectantly. "Yeah Zack, cause you know I'll take you on," she added on jokingly hoping slightly that he didn't want to challenge her.

She had no issue with fighting friends at the club, she lived by the mentality of whatever happens in a fight stays in the fight. However her issue was with people like Zack who had powers to control one's mind and emotions. She didn't mind the people themselves, but dislikes the idea of someone having that kind of control over her. Looking over at Sebastian she smiled lightly, "And how about you Seb, any challenges you are planning on making?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magnolia Settle Character Portrait: Milo Pomales Character Portrait: Jason Glenn Character Portrait: Merida Glenn Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Millie Edwards Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image

Milo Pomales isn't really a huge History person- that's probably why he has never even considered taking the advanced track in the subject. Not to say that he ever really has considered any of the advanced tracks, to be honest. History class, though, is at the bottom of the list as far as any sort of favorites may go, no questions ask. Really, it's a wonder that the young man hasn't fallen asleep in class most days. The only thing keeping him up his his determination to keep up decent grades- he has to set a good example for his sisters, as his mother has lectured him about several times before. Thus, he does his best to get Bs, even in the classes that he doesn't give a flying flapjack about. Luckily, half of the grade in this particular class is participation- that much, the extroverted young man can do, at least. Jumping into discussions is easy for him- he kind of feels bad for the shyer kids in the back of the class, the ones who ace the tests but are too anxious to join debates, and therefore are at risk at losing marks or something. Well, the teacher probably favors them enough not to do anything about it.

Anyway, the young man is certainly unapologetic about the glee brought about by the ringing of the door, jumping up and gathering his things quickly. Today's a Club meeting, after all, and he has always loved both competing, and watching others compete. Milo doesn't do it in order to advance in ranking- he'd participate even if it meant him always staying at the very bottom rung. He just likes the thrill of competition, of pushing one's self to improve and working to face a worthy opponent. It's not a matter of showing up or ranking for him- he likes to test his own skill. He's challenging himself more than anyone else when going up against someone during the matches. Milo throws his backpack over his shoulder, twisting his back a bit to crack it, and ease the aching brought about by the too-small plastic chairs provided by the school.

"Have a nice weekend, Mrs. M," Milo bids his History teacher, who he likes despite his disinterest in the subject, goodbye with a friendly smile before leaving. She lives in his neighborhood, actually, and he's helped her fix her car before- saving her the trouble of going to a professional and being overcharged or something like that. The middle-aged woman raises a hand in farewell and smiles, but her eyes remain glued to the stack of assignments that she is currently grading.

As Milo walks down the hall, he spots the Glenn siblings having a bit of a spat, coming up to them just as Merida, who holds some sort of disdain for Milo, to the confusion of the young man, storms off. This is a routine encounter for the two, as far as Milo can tell. Seeing it makes him grateful that he has a good relationship with his little sisters- he'd hate to argue with them all the time, and doing so would only stress out their mother, something he avoids as much as possible. She already has enough stress at work, working as a nurse at the local hospital, without adding sibling arguments on top of it.

"Another argument? Maybe you should give her a bit of space, man," Milo says, bypassing a greeting as he stops beside Jason. The two are a mildly unlikely friendship, but a strong one all the same. Maybe they balance each other out a bit, making it work. Either way, the friendship has given no signs of withering away just yet. "Come on- wanna grab a bite before the club meeting?" Milo suggests with a grin, craving a burger and milkshake from the diner down the road.


Image

Magnolia is already a rather good student, having a gift for studying, even if she doesn't rival people blessed with the supernaturally advanced intellects, but it is only natural for her to whiz through an exam in her best class- AP Environmental Science. Last year, she had opted to double up on sciences with AP Biology, but for her Junior year, the girl wanted to take it a bit easier with something that she already knows about- Environmental Science fit the bill perfectly. Despite finishing her test before the other students, she remains sitting with it in front of her, not really wanting to be the first to go up. It's less an insecurity thing, and more of a 'don't attract attention' sort of thing. Besides, she's found herself locked in conversation with the willow tree that provides shade just outside of the first story class she is currently in. It probably isn't the smartest of ideas for Magnolia to sit near a window, but she continues to do so anyway, because it gives her something to do when otherwise idle.

"And they just kept going on and on about how much they adored him," the tree complained, this one being a shameless gossip who can't help but listen to every conversation held beneath her branches. Most humans can't listen to the words of the trees, but the smarter plants are typically able to understand whatever language is spoken in their residence. Willows are among these smarter trees, though the way this one babbles one wouldn't guess it. Palm trees, on the other hand, have no idea what anyone is saying, and are incredibly vapid. It can be very trying, having one prattle in your ear whenever going to the beach. Luckily, Magnolia isn't much of a beach person.

Magnolia is so busy listening to the willow tree that she, at first, doesn't notice the ringing of the bell, signaling that everyone is free to leave. Only once she notices other people standing up and filing out does Maggie stand, "Well, I have to go now. See you Monday," Magnolia promises, as though she has a choice in the matter. Still, for her gossiping ways, the willow is sweet enough, and Magnolia likes her decently.

After dropping her test on the desk, the teacher, a birdlike man with a curved nose and beady eyes, looks up and smiles at Magnolia. "Will you be joining the River Cleanup on Sunday?" he asks, likely already knowing the answer- Magnolia always makes it her business to be part of such ventures, something which has racked up quite a bit of community service hours over the years. Magnolia is quiet for a few moments before speaking, despite the answer being a certainty.

"Wouldn't miss it," she says in a soft voice, smiling a little bit before leaving, clutching her book against her chest while the rest of her books hit against her hips in the messenger bag strapped across her chest. The girl knows where she is heading- the groundskeepers have been doing an abysmal job of caring for the reading garden, planted by long-since graduated classes, that is at the front of the school. She wastes no time getting there in order to right this wrong.

The flower bushes sing their gratitude, except for the ever-snooty tulips, as she quenches their thirst with a hose that she located, in it's familiar location, at the side of the school. "I'll speak to the groundskeeper about keeping you guys hydrated," she promises, smiling as violets chatter away, and the Roses, not quite snobby by still with an air of superiority, begin dictating the proper amount of water, and frequency of watering, they are to receive. People walk past the girl, most accustomed to seeing her seeming to talk to herself. There are enough communication abilities for people to understand who don't know her.

Seeing three familiar people, Zack, Sebastian, and Millie, walk past, Magnolia raises her hand hesitantly and smiles a bit, before immediately dropping it, thinking that they likely hadn't noticed it anyway.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Abigail Porter Character Portrait: Magnolia Settle Character Portrait: Ozymandias Bastion Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Millie Edwards Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Issa
Zack Hooke

Zack didn't have to wait long for a familiar face to float out of the school. The first to arrive was Sebastian Padilla. Zack liked to think of him as a gentle giant, based more on his personality than his actual physical appearance. And, well leaving out the fact that when Sebastian fought he was far from gentle. Zack always found watching Sebastian fight interesting, he became so much more alert than most people gave him credit for.

"Hey, you ready for tonight? Planning on sparring with anyone?" Sebastian asked as he joined Zack. Apparently Zack wasn't the only one thinking about tonight's club meeting. Before Zack could reply a light gust of wind caught at the folds of his clothes. He glanced up to find the culprit approaching them with a large smile on her face.
"Hey guys," Millie greeted them. The wind stopped as she joined up with the group. Zack grinned back at her, not in the least concerned that she had just used her powers on them. Really, given that she could create lightening, a bit of wind was hardly something to get irritated by. "Yeah Zack, cause you know I'll take you on," She added, having caught the end of Sebastian's query.

Zack decided to play it cool,
"Howdy Seb, Millie." He started, returning their greetings with a grin, "Well, I would probably take you on Millie... but when I won I'd probably have to fight so many people and I really can't be bothered." Zack, of course, was joking. He had about as much chance of beating Millie as he did of beating Sebastian, which was a rather small chance. His power could make people angry and Zack really didn't like the thought of making someone who could create lightening angry. Sure, he could direct her anger at some inanimate object or bystander and hit her over the head while she wasn't looking, but then his main fighting technique would be revealed to the world. He didn't think people would keep falling for the same trick. No, he was perfectly happy to stay where he was. "'Sides, I could never harm a hair on your beautiful head." Flattery could get someone far in life, but Zack flirted for the fun of it. It was nothing serious, he just enjoyed making girls blush.

Millie asked Seb whether he would be challenging anyone. Zack was interested to hear whether Sebastian would be. It was always interesting watching the Elites fight each other. There was always guaranteed to be more fireworks, both the literal and figurative kinds, since their powers were so much more powerful. As Zack waited for Seb to respond his eyes caught movement. Magnolia Settle waved to the group, unsurprisingly from next to a bush of flowers. Zack waved back before indicating for her to come and join the group. He'd had a brain wave the previous night and he was keen to share with Magnolia the wonderful plant related pun he had come up with.




Abigail Porter

Her books for the weekend carefully packed into her school bag, Abby closed her locker. She spun the lock, waiting for the click that indicated it was shut before turning to the figure standing beside her. Abby had always thought it a great coincidence that Ozzy's locker was beside hers. She enjoyed being able to see him between classes and at the end of the day.
"Really, Abby, I think you terrified the poor kid," Ozzy told her, a small smile playing on his face. Abby shrugged, her own mouth mimicking Ozzy's smile,
"I didn't hurt him." She responded lightly, "I just reminded him that it isn't safe to run through the school corridors."

A smile appeared on Abby's face as her mind turned to other subjects, namely tonight's Club meeting. As an elite Abby was used to fighting at the meetings. There was usually one or two confused individual who thought that they could beat her. Some believed that they could jump right into the illustrious Elites without working their way up. Abigail was always happy to show them the error of their ways and help them to understand where they truly fit.
"So, have you heard of anyone likely to try their hand at the top spot?" She asked Ozzy, stepping away from her locker. She pointed down the corridor, wordlessly asking Ozzy if he cared to walk with her out of the school. She knew he would understand her question, he wasn't a genius for nothing.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Abigail Porter Character Portrait: Paige Johnson Character Portrait: Ozymandias Bastion Character Portrait: Hal Humble Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Millie Edwards Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image
Image

Finally, the bell rang. The bell that signaled the end of the torturous week and the beginning of the hassle-free weekend. Almost instantly, Hal Humble jumped up out of his seat and proceeded to make his way out the door. He promptly handed his pop quiz to the teacher as he exited. He neither left the classroom with worry nor confidence, as he wasn't quite sure whether or not he passed or failed the dreaded quiz. Regardless, school was over. It was the weekend. It was time to relax, and more importantly, it was time to mentally prepare himself for the After School Club.

As he breezed past the students in the hallway, (WITHOUT his power, of course) he tried to picture who on earth he would declare war against today. In order to become an elite, he needed to face someone who was challenging, yet an easy target. Having a rare and applicable power for offensive battle, Hal knew that he could easily make it to the top if he tried. And he would try. There was nothing the eighteen-year-old loved more than a little competition.

As he opened his locker, shoving some books and papers into his backpack, he could hear Abigail Porter and Ozymandias Bastion conversing from a short distance away. "So, have you heard of anyone likely to try their hand at the top spot?" said Abby. Having lived in the small town of Benjamin for all of his life, Hal knew well of both Ms. Porter and Mr. Bastion. Abigail was the mayor's daughter, and Ozymandias's ancestors had apparently founded the town. Both were well-known hotshots, and both, coincidentally, were elites.

Hal quietly and courageously sauntered up behind Abigail, a snarky grin on his face. "Hope you've heard of ME, princess. You ready for tonight? Never know what's gonna happen..." Hal gave Abigail a testy look as he put his hand upon her shoulder. Princess had always been his pet name for her. It wasn't a name spawned from flirtation, but rather from annoyance. He then turned to gaze at Ozzy, a wide smirk plastered upon his lips."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." He then jumped into the flow of traffic that spread throughout the hallway. "See you two tonight" he said, giving them one last glance before making his way outside, where hundreds of students were conversing upon the school's campus grounds.

As he strolled out into the sun, Hal's eyes flickered around until he found one of his friends, Zack, doing what he usually did best: being a social butterfly. Sebastian Padilla and Millie Edwards were also there with him, but as Hal approached the group, he didn't really acknowledge them. Instead, he spoke directly to Zack.
"If we're on tag teams tonight, you're on my side. Ya got that? No backing out." Hal doubted that there actually would be a team match of sorts, but he just needed a reason to talk to Zack. Zack was a member of the third: a group of students who were neither the greatest nor the weakest at battling. Zack's power was anger manipulation, something Hal felt was completely underrated. He saw a lot of potential in Zack to move up in the ranks, he just wondered whether or not his friend would put in the effort and try.

He gave a small chuckle to Zack, and then turned around to face the school's entranceway. "FINALLY, here she is." he muttered as he watched his other friend cautiously walk down the cement steps, her laptop in her hands, and a pair of gleaming white headphones perched around her neck.




ImageImage
Image

Her brain cells were dead from schoolwork, her hands were tired from holding a camera for most of the day, and overall she was completely exhausted, but that didn't keep Paige Johnson from walking out of Benjamin High with energy and life. With her gray-colored hoodie tied around her waist, she swiftly flew down the old cement steps. For a second, her head turned up to stare at the world in front of her. It was then that she caught Hal with his eyes on her, as if he had been watching her the whole time. She gave him a confused and cynical look as she came closer to the group where he was near.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" she asked, her eyebrows raising up towards her forehead. "I'm waiting for you." Hal said, turning his body towards her. "Oh. Okay. Wow, for once you actually WAITED for me. That's a first." She chuckled lightly, and then turned her gaze towards Zack, Sebastian, and Millie, all three of whom she had just noticed standing there. "Oh, hey guys!" Paige politely smiled, "See you all tonight, I guess..." Judging by who she was speaking to, it was safe to assume that the three of them would be attending the meeting. The unsuredness in her voice came from her own questioning of whether or not she would be at the event. She then snuck past the four of them, and started the journey towards her home. With an upbeat vibe, she walked with a spring in her step as she made her way down the sidewalk and into the town of Benjamin. Hal followed suit as he pulled his small black skateboard from out of his backpack.

As her long-time friend came closer, a small smile started to appear onto her face. She looked both ways, making sure the coast was clear, and then opened her laptop as she walked. "C'mere, I gotta show you something..." Without tapping a single key on the laptop's keyboard, her screensaver suddenly changed into a sketch of some sort of strange-looking machine. Symbols and numbers were scribbled all across the picture. "What in the hell is that contraption?" Hal asked with a smirk. "It's a rough sketch of a treadmill I'm planning to make. But it's not just an ordinary treadmill. It serves other functions as well. Not only would it be a pedometer, but when powered with enough kinetic energy, it'll be able to power...well...a whole city."
"Wait, really? You're being serious, right?"
"I dunno, am I?" As Paige smirked, Hal promptly gave her a matching facial expression.

"But like I said, if it had enough kinetic energy, it would be able to generate a copious amount of electricity. However, this kinetic energy obviously must come from a source." She glanced towards Hal, who shrugged as he started to cruise on his skateboard. "Paige, the next time you want me to be a guinea pig in one of your experiments, please ask me first." She laughed, and broadened her steps as she tried to catch up with him. "Easy there hotshot, I'm not sure when this'll be done by, or if it'll EVER be completed. I don't even have the parts for it yet."

They both then stopped at a pedestrian crossing light, where they waited until the traffic came to a halt. "So, you challenging anyone tonight?" the eighteen-year-old asked his friend. She gave a sigh, and gritted her teeth. "I dunno Hal. I'm not sure if I'm even going to show up." Hal swiftly turned his head, and gave her a baffled look. "What? Why?"
She shrugged, "Well...although you know i'm definitely into simulated violence, I'm not so sure if I'm willing to watch and participate in real violence anymore. It was fun to do battles and stuff at first, but now... I'm starting to think that this whole After School Club thing is kind of...pointless..."
"So you're saying you're a rebel now?"
"I'm not saying that at all! Look, I'm not saying I want to go against the school hierarchy shit or whatever, I just kind of wish that instead of using our supernatural powers to brawl, we should put them to better use..."
She stared out into the road as she continued, "I don't think I'd join the rebels. I've come to the conclusion that if you want something to go away, you need to pretend as though it doesn't exist. By drawing attention to the subject, the rebels only make the cliques more prominent. The truth is only what we choose to believe, Hal. You get what I'm saying?"

Hal briefly nodded. He face seemed unchanged, and Paige knew that he was unconvinced. "Sure. But let me say this, Paige; you have a lot of potential to reach the top. To become a part of the elites. I mean that honestly." He gave her a sharp look as he continued, "The After School Club, it's a tradition. And it's not hurting anyone. It's all in good fun and competition. I know it comes along with all the stupid cliques and shit, but you just gotta...well... in want for better words, embrace them. Think of it all as a way to make you stronger at your power. If you kept working on your power, Paige, I'm sure you could become the strongest yourself. Look at Bruce Wayne; he doesn't have any supernatural abilities, but he's good with technology, and he's one of the greatest heroes of all time. That could be YOU, Paige."

The girl rolled her eyes. Hal's competitive side was one of his greatest flaws. He could tell that he wanted her to be there. She knew that he wanted her to grow her power, however, she couldn't tell if it was for better or for worse. It almost felt as though he had been pushing her to become stronger. As the street light changed and the cars came to a gentle stop, Paige replied to him again, "You know what, I'll let you know if I'm going later. But for now, consider me out." The high school started to fade into the distance as the two walked across the street towards the downtown area of Benjamin.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Paige Johnson Character Portrait: Hal Humble Character Portrait: Misty 'Blue' Tate Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Millie Edwards Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image
Image


School had never and will never be Blue's strong point, especially maths and at the exact moment, Blue was wishing it would just be over already. She pondered on whether she was going to be fighting anyone tonight, in those last few minutes of class, and if so - Who?
Her most enjoyable fights were with those who possessed similar powers to hers, such as Zack or Jason, especially Jason, she loved winning against him and it was really the only time she could let her true feelings against him show; knowing what's behind that well build facade of his. However, against Zack it was more like a friendly fight seeing as the two were good friends however that's not stopped Zack from trying to win by making her furious at a random inanimate object, nor will it ever stop the satisfaction she gets from making him crush on a chair or a table.

While thinking of these things, Blue's mind was transported into a dreamland and she wasn't paying attention to anything, especially not the surprise quiz placed in front of her, damn, she hadn't done a single question by the time class ended, shrugging, she was too excited for tonight to be worried about whether Miss Harold might give her detention, she didn't mind it, in fact, as long as it wasn't after school; cutting into their 'clubs' time.

Making her way down the halls, Blue spotted Millie talking to Zack and Sebastian; Blue walked over just as Hal and Paige left, catching the end of their conversation: "'Sides, I could never harm a hair on your beautiful head." Zack said, Blue knew all too well they were speaking about what she had just been thinking of - The fights.
Rolling her eyes at him, Blue interjected "Too scared Zack? Don't worry, I could take you on any day." she grins.

Looking at Millie and Zack's eyes, they seemed to be focused on whatever Sebastian was about to say and so, Blue turned her attention to him too. While Blue and Sebastian were hardly the best of friends, they still got along fine, it's only because to Blue, Sebastian seems like much more of a follower than a leader and - honestly - Followers can become rather boring.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Misty 'Blue' Tate Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Millie Edwards Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Geekly
Image

Before Zack could answer his question, a nice breeze engulfed Sebastian, diverting his attention from Zack to Millie. Millie was another elite and practically an instant friend for Sebastian. He hadn't completely figured out his feelings for her. At the moment, the furthest he'd gotten was that he liked having her around. Said girl made him snap out of his thoughts as she asked, "And how about you Seb, any challenges you are planning on making?" By then he had everyone in the group looking to him for his answer. Sebastian shrugged, smiling to all his friends, "Not sure yet, who ever's on there A-game. It would definitely make it more fun if they weren't absolutely defenseless." He rubbed is jaw in thought, shrugging again, as if that was his best answer. "Oh, someone challenged me, ah, I didn't ask his name though. He had a posse, about this high," Sebastian gestured that the guy came up to about his chest, "That might be fun."

Sebastian stretched upward, a few popping noises coming from his back, "Oh, school is so tiring, but it's gonna be so much fun tonight!" He wrapped an arm around Millie's shoulders, not really thinking much of it, (hell, he hardly ever thinks, why would he start now?) smiling down to the girl, "And what about our Millie dearest? Are you planning on taking down anyone in particular?" he asked. Sebastian not only enjoyed sparring himself, but also watching the other fights, much like everyone else in the school.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magnolia Settle Character Portrait: Paige Johnson Character Portrait: Hal Humble Character Portrait: Misty 'Blue' Tate Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Millie Edwards Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image

Hal showed up and made a comment about tag teams, he hadn’t really acknowledged Millie so she just let him talk. When Paige showed up, Millie gave the girl a friendly smile and small wave, the two of them were friends though they didn’t hangout a lot. Millie though Paige was seriously cool, and despite being the same age, Millie always kind of looked up to Paige, she always seemed edgy and older than she actually was. However she only hung around for a moment before her and Hal left, probably to go do some best friend thing. Sometimes Millie would get jealous of the relationship between those two, they just seemed so close and like they knew everything about each other. She had honestly never seen them fight.

After they left Zack continued on where their conversation had left off. "Well, I would probably take you on Millie... but when I won I'd probably have to fight so many people and I really can't be bothered." Millie just laughed along knowing full well that was not the reason Zack would be averse to facing her. "'Sides, I could never harm a hair on your beautiful head." Millie rolled her eyes and nudged Zack lightly more then used to his constant flirting, he was never ever serious, and after the first couple times she had refused to be bothered by it. “Aren’t you the gentleman?” She replied playfully, sticking her tongue out at Zack.

"Too scared Zack? Don't worry, I could take you on any day." A voice spoke out from behind Millie catching the blonde by surprise, jumping around to get a view of the speaker, her face broke out in a massive grin. “Blue, I haven’t seen you all day,” Millie said excitedly as she wrapped her friend in a hug almost immediately. To Millie, Blue was a great friend to have and they always seemed to have fun together. “-And show him no mercy,” Millie said laughing nodding over to Zack, she always enjoyed seeing Blue fight, or even just use her powers. She found it interesting the different things Blue could influence others to behave like, though she was glad they were friends and Blue wasn’t likely to turn her powers on her.

Millie noticed Zack wave over at someone and turning to her left Millie saw Maggie standing a little way off. Smiling kindly, used to Maggie’s introverted ways, Millie extended what she thought to be Zack’s welcome vocally. “What are you doing all the way over there Maggie, c’mon over here,” she mentioned for the girl to come over and join their conversation before filling her in. “We were just discussing a certain After School Club.”

Millie then turned her attention back to Sebastian as he answered her previous question about wanting to challenge anyone. She had to admit amongst the elites Sebastian was her favourite, he was just so friendly and carefree, and she couldn’t not make friends with him. Of course, she had probably done more than befriend him and had moved on to crushing on him. Like massive crushing. "Oh, someone challenged me, ah, I didn't ask his name though. He had a posse, about this high. That might be fun." Millie just laughed and gave Sebastian a light hearted smirk, “Well then, you better not lose. Nothing more embarrassing than beating someone who only comes to your chest.” She held up her hand motioning to the same height he had earlier, though sadly she was still shorter than this mysterious challenger. She knew she was physical weak with a small frame but being around Sebastian was like a continual reminder.

Next thing she knew Sebastian had wrapped an arm around her shoulder, unconsciously drawing her a little closer to him. Her heart skipped a few beats and she looked down for a few moments to regain her composure before she looked up at him grinning listening to what he had to say. "And what about our Millie dearest? Are you planning on taking down anyone in particular?"She looked away for a moment tapping her chin as if in thought before looking back at him, “Well, there’s you of course, I mean, I can’t let you go walking around thinking you are better than me.” Her tone was light and joking, and accompanied with her laugh afterwards she hoped everyone knew she was kidding around. She had no intentions of challenging Sebastian, at least not at that point in time.

She then looked around at everyone else, “In all honesty, I don’t really have anyone I think I’m going to challenge,” She said uncommitted to her decision, while shrugging she was happy with her position and did have any grudges. Though her face broke out into a mischievous smile as she added on to her pervious comment, “Of course, if no one challenges me, I might have to challenge someone to keep things entertaining.”

Millie looked over that School building the small group was still standing, it's figure still everything Millie saw and memories of maths and english still flooding her brain. Even if her weekend had only jsut started she was keen to get away from School. "So we have a few hours to kill before the Club starts and I'm keen to get away from that thing," Millie started motioning over her shoulder towards the school. "So did any of you guys wanna do something fun until then?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magnolia Settle Character Portrait: Lexi Rose Character Portrait: Misty 'Blue' Tate Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Amelia Veris Character Portrait: Millie Edwards Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK





Amelia tapped her pencil idly on the desk as she stared at the test in front of her. Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion as she pondered a question on the paper. The room was filled with sounds of pencil on paper, and the occasional rustle of a paper being turned over. At last, the final bell rang, and everyone leapt out of their seats, eager to leave.

Amelia stayed behind a few minutes, checking over her answers. The teacher stared at her irritated, but didn't say anything. When she was done, she went over and handed in the test, noticing everyone was already gone. Must have taken longer than just a few minutes. The hallways were emptier than usual, meaning that most people had already left the building. Stopping at her locker, she grabbed her backpack and shoved all her books inside. Zipping it back up, she slung the bag over her shoulder and slammed the locker shut.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and she took it out to see an incoming text from Lexi.

From: Lexi

Headin 2 club. Coming?


She typed back a quick reply, her fingers flying over the keys.


To: Lexi

Class ran a little long, be right out.


She left the building through the front entrance, and noticed the small groups gathered outside. They were all from the After school club. She saw Sebastian, Zack, and Blue, among others, and opted to go talk to them rather than the others. She hadn't seen Lexi anywhere as she shot a quick glance around the school front. Approaching the group, she greeted them, quieter than usual. "Hey guys..."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magnolia Settle Character Portrait: Milo Pomales Character Portrait: Jason Glenn Character Portrait: Misty 'Blue' Tate Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Amelia Veris Character Portrait: Millie Edwards Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image

Magnolia had nearly not caught Zack gesturing for her to come and join the group, having begun to turn back to the flowers in order to continue the conversation- which had really just turned into a bunch of requests from the various bushes about how they would like their treatment to go about. More likely than not, Magnolia will end up taking care of the flowers herself, rather than having to go and find someone she doesn't know to talk about the issue with. It's more laborious for Magnolia, but she considers it a better alternative by far. Anyway, she catches sight of Zack gesturing her over, and glances back at the flowers. "I'll see you tomorrow," she promises in a little voice before turning off the hose and walking over towards Zack, Millie, Sebastian, and co. (It should be mentioned, at this point, that she actually communicates with plants telepathically- also saying it verbally has been something she recently picked up, when her mother complained that she rarely hears her own daughter's voice.) Her pace is a bit slow, as though giving her time to suddenly turn and walk away at anytime. Magnolia always gives herself time for things like that, though she rarely changes her mind upon having decided something. The girl puts a lot of consideration into her actions, and so it is only natural that she be very good about following through with them.

Magnolia reaches the group, but at first says nothing. Seeing the look in Zack's eye, she can guess that he's about to unleash another plant pun on her. The girl often wonders at the fact that he hasn't just started calling her Lorax, as some of the children in her elementary classes had been fond of doing. The young man seems to have a bottomless supply of flora-based word play, leading her to suspect that he spends altogether too much time thinking up various puns- not only for her ability, she is sure, but for others as well. Well, she hasn't seen him aim his pun gun towards other abilities very much, but quietly believes that he must have them stored up, even if they aren't all unleashed onto some poor student as they are upon her.

The young woman smiles gratefully at Millie, who miles and greets her before filling her in on the most recent subject, which is, predictably, After School Club. The meetings aren't exactly mandatory, but even those who abstain from using their abilities at the fights show up- and even people whose powers aren't really much use in an offensive situation make an appearance, Magnolia and the rest of the bottom rung being a rather good example of this. She can speak with plants, but lacks the step further of controlling them. Her gymnastics might have given her some sort of edge, were this normal fighting among normal students. It doesn't matter anyway- Magnolia isn't really one for violence, attending meetings only due to societal pressure and a general feeling of obligation. Other than the smile, Maggie does little to contribute to the continuing conversation, instead listening- she's always been a rather good listener.

A soft greeting grabs her attention, coming from Amelia Veris. Magnolia knows her, but not intimately. She nods in recognition with another small smile. In regards to Millie's question, Magnolia is rather indifferent. In fact, she has begun to consider going on without the others, so that she can water her garden.


Image

Milo raises an eyebrow at Jason's mask, which he sees for a bit before the boy recognizes him as being his friend, best friend in fact, and allows the facade to drop. Sometimes, Milo thinks that the boy wears the mask so often that it will stick, and he'll lose touch with his actual personality. While Jason's facade may be a lot more polite and such, Milo would hate to see the reality go- it's far preferable in its sincerity than any amount of kind lies. "Jason," Milo responds to the young man's statement of his name, grinning despite the tired expression on Jason's face. If he hadn't already been certain that the boy had been fighting with his sister, this would be evidence enough- Jason always has this tired sort of expression after such interactions. Well, and after school, at times, if he has been playing the part for too long- which often happens. Milo will never really understand how he can stand to pretend for so long, or do it so convincingly. Due to lack of practice, Milo himself is a terrible liar- his face is an open book. It's just as well, for he has no real secrets.

"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," Milo doesn't even consider glazing over it, bluntly admitting that Jason can be a bit suffocating in regards to trying to get his sister to fit into the neatly made box he has prepared for her. "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," he continues, trying to be helpful but unlikely to get through to Jason. For as long as Milo can remember, Jason has had this sort of personality, and he doubts that any amount of advice will fix it.

"Probably doesn't help that you keep trashing her friends, though," Milo adds. He's friends with a few of the people in the bottom rung as well, Josh and Maggie at least, but being more easygoing, doesn't expect Jason to like them just because he does. He just ignores things like that, anyway- it rolls right over him, so long as his family isn't involved. A person could yell and scream insults at Milo's face without the boy batting an eye, but say something wrong about his mother or sisters, and they will find themselves in the hospital with plenty of burn marks from his energy blast.

"Best burgers and shakes in town- of course, the usual place," Milo says with another grin, happy to have the chance to deal with his growling stomach. He has pocket money from fixing people's cars and doing odd jobs around, and it very often goes towards food- the young man has a ravenous appetite.

With the goal of food now in mind, Milo sets off with Jason to the diner, happy that he can hit two birds with one stone- his own hunger, and distracting Jason from the argument with Merida. It's a short walk, luckily.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Abigail Porter Character Portrait: Magnolia Settle Character Portrait: Charley Labelle Character Portrait: Paige Johnson Character Portrait: Ozymandias Bastion Character Portrait: Hal Humble Character Portrait: Misty 'Blue' Tate Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Amelia Veris Character Portrait: Millie Edwards Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Issa
Zack Hooke

Image

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.

Abigail Porter

Image

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.