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 Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 6:12 am
New Brockton's Mercy High School is a large multi floor facility with both a gymnasium and indoor pool. Structured with a more conservationist approach the building has both integrated plant life and other green construction initiatives. The school itself is well known its sports programs and that members of the local Wards team often attend it. Due to New Brockton's status as a cape city there are also posters within the school that tell students they can talk to a guidance counselor if they're approached by the Undersiders.
Territory Location: New Brockton Downtown
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Posted: Sat Apr 29, 2017 11:18 am
  On the way to Mercy High Tara discovered another interesting property of her powers, she could make stuff she was holding invisible too. At no time during her flight had anybody commented on floating lipstick. That would be an interesting thing to utilize. For example, so could easily make something someone just had in their possession vanish. It was difficult to get where she was going but even without her sight she could still manage to read street signs so long as they were painted. That alone allowed her to navigate to the school. Once inside finding Thomas would be harder. Without being able to really see she'd probably just need to find his locker and then tail his clothes from there. The first part wasn't too hard, she was pretty familiar with the school so finding his locker was pretty straight forward. Insider his locker Tara could sense something made of leather that was shaped like a wallet. Maybe today, he schould not get to eat lunch she thought to herself while eyeing the locker. There was currently a lock on the door but if her ghostly powers had anything to say about it that wouldn't last much longer. Let's try this then, possession! What followed was perhaps the weirdest sensation yet. It felt like she was suddenly squeezed into the size of the combination lock and at the same time her brain was flooded with information about the device. Most importantly though the knowledge of the combination had been gained. More pulses of thought power and suddenly the lock began to rotate and move to each number. A loud click signaled that she'd done it. This is kind of fun. It took a little work to get free of the lock but once out she turned herself physical again and opened the door. Thomas was separated from his wallet rather quickly while Tara simply mentally giggled while smearing the stolen lipstick on the inside of his door. Unlike at the apartment she simply wrote 'We know'. Sensing out a clock, it seemed that time was still on her side at the moment. The period wouldn't end for another ten minutes so she had plenty of time to lock his locker back up and dump the wallet in the trash without anyone spotting a self moving locker door.
After the bell rang Tara managed to locate Thomas and watched with a sinister pleasure as he reacted to her little message. Sadly she couldn't actually see his face but with how quickly he slammed the door shut and ran off to the bathroom it probably didn't look too pleased. That of course made Tara feel very happy. Inside the bathroom she watched as he hid inside a stall and checked his phone for new messages. There wouldn't be any, at least not yet. No for now she simply wrote him another message upon the bathroom mirror. 'ha ha ha.' It wasn't much but she wanted to take this slow. Let him think it was just some kind of sick prank. Thomas had inflicted pain upon Tara for months, it wouldn't be any justice if he lost his mind in a single day. No for now she'd simply just make his life hard. Watching him like this, cowering in fear on the inside of a stall was great. The only thing Tara wished for at this point was that she could actually laugh at him rather than writing it out.
Soon Thomas' lunch period would come and he'd discover that his wallet was gone. Tara would watch as he borrowed money from another one of his geek friends and went to buy lunch. A hitch in her plan but there was more that she could do. After the boy paid up and started walking to find a table Tara made her body physical right before she grabbed his foot and yanked it back. The boy of course tripped and sent his food flying. A smile crept onto her face again as she reveled in his reactions to the event. Zis is great! ******** loser, better get used to it. With that done she tried to think of other ways to ******** with him. This time she slipped into the boys locker room and found his gym clothes. Since the locker was big enough for her to slip inside she simply phased through the door and then gripped his gym shirt. The word 'rapist' was scrawled across the shirt in short time.
(Crimes: B&E x2, Larceny, Vandalism x 3, Battery, Stalking)
幽霊 Current BGM: Left Behind
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Posted: Sat Apr 29, 2017 3:13 pm
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► Name: Elidor "Eli" Lyons
► Occupation: Student
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INDENT► Eli was really concerned today. The news mentioned someone with silver eyes having been found dead, Derek mentioned Tara didn't get back to him last night about prom, and there was a sense of foreboding on the day in general. None of his texts to Tara was being marked read. While they rarely talked since the elections incident, but...he still worried about her, the way she felt the anxiousness and fear had been growing for a long time, and Derek wasn't helping. She had been keeping a secret, and that wasn't Eli's job to talk about. Then...all at once he felt her in the school. He heaved a sigh of relief, and went to make sure he could see her, see that she was alright, no damage done to her body, but her emotions suggested...mischief, confusion, and a need for revenge. That...wasn't like her. It was like she was letting go of all her emotions at once. So he ditched class early, teacher's tended to give him free reign now since they were informed of his appointment to the Wards some time ago, and much of his schedule was now free study periods to facilitate a freedom to respond to villain threats.
INDENT► In the hallway, he found where she was supposed to be, and he made a confused face. Tara wasn't there. So he spoke up to try and see if she was trying to hide. Her position was muddled a bit, like there was a storm of emotion around her, concealing her exact presence. "Hey, Tara? You OK?" He stood there, waiting for a response, when class let out. She moved, with the crowd, towards a men's room. There was someone else in there. Now he was really concerned. Words written on the mirror, laughing. Thomas stumbled out and looked horrified. Eli just cocked his head as he pushed past, Eli getting a sense of guilt, fear, worry, and shame. The two set of conflicting emotions between Tara's...aura that had no visible body and Thomas was concerning. She was still in the bathroom though. "Tara? Where are you?" He was concerned now, and was officially running interference, trying to keep Derek off his own tail so that he wouldn't follow him or his investigation into the invisible girl. Something wasn't adding up. He had a brief break at lunch in order to scope out her position, still finding nothing even in the crowded lunch room, but Thomas was not having a good day at all. Something really wasn't adding up. She was here, but..not? Eli stood there, confused, in battle mode. He was ready to switch into his costume and use his authority to lock down the school, but something about this made him hesitate. There was more investigating to do on this.
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Posted: Sat Apr 29, 2017 4:24 pm
In the back of her mind Tara felt like she was forgetting something. Had someone been calling her name earlier? It seemed like some kind of distant memory. But who? It hadn't been Thomas, no he had no idea what was happening. Maybe it had been her imagination, and besides thinking about such things was boring. Leaving the gym Tara moved on to elsewhere in the school. There was more fun to be had. Tracking Thomas down again, the girl stalked him to a class of his. It wasn't much but whenever he looked away from his desk, she would do something like move his pen, or adjust the position of his papers. Just a little something to make Thomas think that he was going nuts. She'd ratchet things up against him tomorrow.
As for Eli he would be receiving a call shortly that he was needed back at HQ for an assignment. Hunstman wanted to see him as well so it was important that he return quickly. The details would be explained to him upon arrival.
幽霊 Current BGM: Left Behind
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Posted: Sat Apr 29, 2017 5:21 pm
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INDENT► Eli got the message and left the school. He would look into this later.
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2017 9:21 am
The vice principle had punished her once right? Suspended her for something so trivial as stupid little fliers right? Maybe a little payback was due there as well. It'd give Thomas a chance to breath and relax a bit before she went back to tormenting him. Moving through the school, it was all starting to come back to her as if she'd been in some kind of deep sleep. Tara knew the way to this office now, it wasn't that hard. Being able to ignore walls was actually kind of nice. Being back within the walls of the front office made suddenly rather angry. She didn't like this place one bit. Something about it was beyond infuriating. Moving towards the VP's office she began to feel around with her power to see if there was anything fun she could do. He wasn't in at the moment so maybe fleecing his wallet from the desk could be fun. She opened the drawer and pulled it out, giggling mentally at getting this kind of payback. Phasing through the wall of his office and onto the outside grounds she found a drainage grate and dumped the wallet down into it. That'd be a pain in the a** for him to deal with. Returning to his office she wanted try something a little spooky. His computer was on so she opened up a new text document and wrote out a message from him in big bold letters. 'DIE IN A FIRE YOU ******** a*****e.' When she was done she'd let the monitor go back to sleep while waiting for him to return. When the man finally did come back, Geist had gotten a new idea into her head. Having collected two push pins from the man's bulletin board she laid in wait for him to sit down. The moment he did, she rammed the two pins home into either butt cheek. He howled out and simply smiled. This was fun.
~~The next day~~
Tara returned the following day and started her haunting shenanigans anew. Today she'd start the morning off by ******** with Raquel. Moving to the biology room she let herself into the storeroom and began to fill a pale with the dead rats used for dissections. Once class was in session she made her way to Raquel's locker and simply phased the rat's through the door until there were about ten or so precariously placed within the confines of the locker. When she was done the girl wrote "ROTTING INSIDES" on her locker door. After which she went to find Thomas again. She could sense the money in his pocket, he wasn't gotten off easy today either. It was a simple trick to fleece the money off of him by making it phase through pants. Enjoy going hungry again rapist she thought to herself. When he later realized the money was gone a great sense of glee washed over her. After lunch she managed to find some time to write another bathroom message to Thomas, 'We're going to kill you.'
(Crimes in this post: larceny x3, B&E, battery, assault x 2, Vandalism x2)
幽霊 Current BGM: Left Behind
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 5:42 am
With the school day getting closer and closer to an end Tara decided to dip and go to Thomas' house so that he'd get a little surprise when he came home [Exit]
幽霊 Current BGM: Left Behind
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 7:56 pm
  
"Class dismissed."
Izumi watched as the little lambs shot from their desks in a hurry, the doorway out of his classroom becoming a bottleneck as they all attempted to crowd the hallway and leave the school grounds. Always so eager to leave, although he could never blame them as he knew all too well that learning was like torture to the new generation. Especially if it were coming from Izumi himself, being taught by him was monotonous and boring, he never left an impression so nothing ever stuck, most students wound up asleep at their desks as opposed to soaking up real knowledge during his lessons. Not that any of this mattered to him, teaching had always just been a cover, it was simple and unassuming, he was under no radar and found himself in a place rife with sin. Many of the murderous villains he detested attempted to recruit young parahumans, they were always easier to manipulate and incredibly expendable. His role as "teacher" just allowed him to watch and listen, waiting for his chance to strike if an opportunity ever arose. His little web had managed to collect him a couple heads during his time here, enough to sate him for now. Izumi was practically doing this school a duty, a sort of warped protector they never asked for, ridding them of any villains that dared to make their presence known to him. Unfortunately things of late had been very quiet, and the boogeyman was restless.
Dull brown eyes searched downward, staring at the graded papers on his desk, the pen in his hand which he was currently squeezing with so much power that ink had begun to color his hand dark and sickly. It reminded him of his ability, his gaze narrowing unpleasantly as he grimaced. It only took Izumi a moment to recollect himself, releasing the pen and dabbing at the small mess he had created with a few spare tissue. Unfortunately the black ink only faded slightly and dried into his skin leaving the palm of his left hand with a dark tinge to it. Straightening his tie the monster in disguise slowly fell back into his numb behavior. Izumi's face was a blank slate, his honey brown eyes dull, his short brown hair leaving his features bland, easily blending in to society. He was so exceedingly average it was almost impossible to believe the evil that lurked inside of him, which was what made him such a perfect predator to begin with. Unbelievable to most Izumi had been a murderer long before acquiring his powers, much before his trigger event ever happened. He had been a contract killer since he was twenty, killing his first man while only still in his teens. A real monster inside and out, perhaps that's where his newfound power got all its strength.
Izumi raised himself from his seated position, finding his way around the teachers desk and navigating through the empty classroom until he reached the second floor windows. Like clockwork, all his students, and much more of the student body were all just now reaching the outer doors of the school grounds. Lambs to the slaughter were so predictable, if he were inherently evil he could've easily succeeded with mass genocide by now. However these were not the offerings that the boogeyman was looking for. The creature behind that horribly visage was only interested in the sacrifice of criminals and killers. They were a special delicacy that fueled the beast, "devouring" them was so euphoric in nature to the point that Izumi couldn't resist the pull. "Slay them all.. Kill them... All of them deserve to die!" the voices rang out inside of his head, it wasn't the first time he had heard them, they urged his sick habits, spurring on his blood lust. A small part of Izumi knew that the voices weren't real- or at least they were not an extension of his power. If anything he was just slowly descending into madness, losing his mind. Sometimes he would hear things, other times he might hallucinate instead, it was always different but getting increasingly worse "I need to relieve some stress, so badly." Soon he would have his chance, Izumi was sure. These villainous types could only lay low for so long, they were so easy to predict, drawn out like moths to a flame.
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___youwillknownihilism Crew
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2017 4:08 pm
""
Kendall finally arrived at the school after a bit of traffic kept them held up longer than expected. He was mostly quiet on the ride, for lack of things to say and because he was still holding back a lot of pure irritation at the situation and the futility he felt was radiating from his every action thus far. If he wasn't with jacket he would likely be a ball of light flying through the air letting steam off. That'd be a good way for him to maybe expose himself too, so it might have been better that he didn't do things like that at all. So thank you for riding along Jacket. He might havve been driving a bit fast, taking turns a bit too cut for comfort but he was in control.
He whipped the jeep into a spot in the parking lot not too far from the door, putting the car in park and cutting power to the engine. "We have arrived," he spoke stating the obvious, and then turned to jacket, noting that she looked like a friend of his from his high school days. She couldn't have any relation to her, but it just put an even worse taste in her mouth about this situation. Jacket couldv'e been that girl in another life. So could his friend. There was a sort of cyclical anger inside of him and it was painfully unhealthy. Lacking his smile, he left the car and slung the rifle over his shoulder. "How would you like to play it? Wanna do the talking? Hit the office first? Maybe you can talk to some students while I go to the faculty? It's up to you, Jacket."
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Posted: Sun May 14, 2017 3:47 pm
  x x Reputation: x Money::
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"No can do Ken." She said with a shake of her head. She had the shotgun back over her shoulder. School was currently in anyway, and the students would be used to seeing armed security. "Master and stranger protocols while we are here. Dont hurt the students. Do not disappear from my sight. Ill strive to do the same for you." She said, taking point however and heading towards the main office. "We should talk to the principal first. Would help if we knew the victims teachers. Should have asked esper before we left."
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- Brute 3- Mover 3- Changer 6
POWERS::
❶Titanium flesh: All bodily tissue has a high mixture of platinum woven throughout the cells resulting in a body that is flexible but highly durable in terms of withstanding cuts, stabs, and other puncture wounds. Resistance to blunt force is above average. GSWs reduced compared to a civilian, effectively exist as a bullet proof vest
❷Shielding: The metal threading within the body can be forced to the outside to form shaped shielding that is highly durable. (May not be larger than 5 feet by 5 feet)
❸Teleportation: Able to blink within a radius of 10 feet.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2017 5:00 pm
""
Kendall nooded and gave his partner an apologetic smile. In his frustration and haste to get some headway he had forgotten protocol for stranger and master scenarios. He allowed the girl to take point, standing mere feet beside and behind her, trying to keep instep as they waded through the high school he was quite familiar with from his time there. With baited breaths he allowed Jacket into the office first, casting cautious glances around just in case. He saw only enamored eyes resting on his Dragon's Teeth insignia and the same judgemental children he'd come to hate. He entered the office, hailing the principal, the same man who had been the principal when he was here. One of few who knew his real name. "Hello, we're here hoping to speak with you on the matter of our... unfortunate loss of life." He worded things delicately, so as not to upset anyone more than what was needed.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2017 5:45 pm
The principle was a man in his mid fifties or perhaps early sixties. Upon seeing the Dragon's Teeth officer and the girl with a gun within his school he knew immediately that something was wrong. The girl must have been a ward or something so she wasn't the issue. His first assumption would have been some kind of gang involvement and a student of his but then the officer mentioned a loss of life. Rumors were floating around the school but were they really here for a simple homicide. The thought caused himself to wince at the callousness of it. True the school was facing other problems, a handful of assaults, some theft, and a couple attacks but it was cruel to discount the death of a student. If they were here about Tara it wasn't really a simple homicide either. A lot of the students would be upset, especially her teammates. She'd really turned herself around and started being friendlier with the other students. Perhaps he was getting too old for this, seen too many things over the years. That being said it concerned him that they didn't know about the more recent issues. "Ah, I see. Is this about Tara Zirnitra? We'd hoped it wasn't true but she was a pretty unique girl and when we phoned her parents about her absence they hadn't seen her since yesterday. Would it be too much to hope that you're here about the crime spree and not more depressing matters?"
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 12:10 am
x x Reputation: x Money::
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Jacket looked pensive. She hadnt heard about a crime spree. "How about we address both issues while we are here. Whats this about a crime spree? Halls seem pretty normal right now to me. Behavioral wise for the students." She said, crossing her arms. It was pretty much her job title to investigate these new crimes at this point. Especially if she was on site and the person in charge of the building was bringing it to her attention. "The other matter can wait until youve at least explained whats going on?" She said in a calm voice.
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- Brute 3- Mover 3- Changer 6
POWERS::
❶Titanium flesh: All bodily tissue has a high mixture of platinum woven throughout the cells resulting in a body that is flexible but highly durable in terms of withstanding cuts, stabs, and other puncture wounds. Resistance to blunt force is above average. GSWs reduced compared to a civilian, effectively exist as a bullet proof vest
❷Shielding: The metal threading within the body can be forced to the outside to form shaped shielding that is highly durable. (May not be larger than 5 feet by 5 feet)
❸Teleportation: Able to blink within a radius of 10 feet.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2017 6:57 am
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Kendall listened to the principal speak to him, rubbing his chin with his hand as he listened, keeping his shoulders square in an attempt to ensure that he didn't look too threatening or too meek. He turned his attention to something the others couldn't see, turning his head a little to the side and pressing a button on the side of his helmet. He would flare his nostrils in frustration as Jacket addressed the man. She seemed eager to assuage whatever it was that had caused the string of crime in the school, which was a good thing. When she finished speaking, Kendall spoke. "Defiant just passed a message through our channels. It would appear that I am needed back at the DT HQ, so I'm going to have to bow out. However, a replacement should be on site momentarily, Jacket. Apologies," he would say. He left the keys to the jeep on the desk, and turned to leave in a rush. It wasn't long before he was outside, where a jeep waited to take him back to HQ. [Exit]
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 2:28 pm
The principle was rather nonplussed about the sudden departure of Kendall. However Jacket was more than likely capable of handling things at the school given that capes were usually hardier people. "Had a couple of incidents with vandalism where messages were left scrawled with lipstick, a student was tripped by something while in the cafeteria, and the Vice Principle claims that someone left push pins on his chair along with a very concerning message. He also thinks someone stole his wallet and keys" Taking a moment to pour himself some coffee the man seemed to collect his thoughts for a moment before continuing. "I know it doesn't seem like much but my gut tells me there's some kind of parahuman rooting about though I've overheard whispers of it being a ghost. Seems silly to me, but that's what the kids are saying."
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