Saint Academy, Class 1 Homeroom, 7:55 AM—September 5th, 2022

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Today was the day. The first day of a brand new year at Saint Academy. Sitting in the heart of Super City, both were long-standing testaments. Both to heroism, and of the weird and the strange. Both were welcome there, its strange denizens and platoons of heroes no stranger than a Mc Donalds or Wendy's. There were heroes the world over, and strange people and phenomena to go with them. But there was no better home than Super City, or Saint Academy.

Already the school was beginning to hustle and bustle. Students were racing to class, crowding through the halls and doing their best not to trip over themselves. At first glance, it seemed no different than any other, with dull grey floors and plain white walls littering the campus. And yet, those who had been here long enough knew looks could be deceiving.

But it didn’t matter what they knew if no one showed up. The classroom was sparkling clean, furnished desks without a single scratch and checker floors that were spotless. But even so, no-one had shown. It was only five minutes to class, but if no-one bothered to show their face, it was possible there wouldn’t be a class at all. The clock continued to tick, counting down the moment until things would begin.

Victor Vaughn

"Dammit dammit dammit dammit—!"

A short, pale boy with red hair and a long white coat burst through the classroom doors, cursing himself, his alarm clock, and quite possibly the Earth itself...and no one was there.

Well.

At least the teacher wasn't there. That'd certainly be a mark on his permanent record.

Victor Vaughn sighed in both relief and frustration, sagging a bit as he walked to his desk. Or, uh, what he hoped was his desk. The impression he'd make by both being late and taking someone else's desk...minor, sure, but still not the kind of thing you'd want to do in a superhero school.

Especially if you were...

With another sigh, Victor took a seat and began what was most likely a long wait.

"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."

Lucy Livingston

“S-Sorry! Sorry... excuse me. J-Just— g-gonna squeeze by...” Lucy mumbled as she pushed past the heaving crowd towards the classroom, for once feeling thankful that her form was so rake-thin. Her hood was tightly pulled over her head, and she kept herself closed-off as she slipped inside the room and took a moment to look at it.

It's... clean...?

Bare minimum. Where's the pictures?

That's not my business...

“H-Here. I'll sit here...” she whispered to herself, incomprehensibly murmuring something afterwards as she chose a seat near the front next to a window. She had to clench her hands tightly together in order to stop them from visibly shaking. She was okay. It was just a new school with people she didn't know.

No different.

I knew them enough...

Didn't make them care.

“H-Here... someone's...” she faintly muttered upon hearing Victor's entrance, snapping out of her state just in time to meet his eyes and stare at him like a deer caught in the headlights. She quickly tore her gaze away, looking agitatedly forward with her eyes refusing to rest on any one thing.

“...I-I didn't say— um— sorry. H-Hi. I'm... it... doesn't matter...” she mumbled as she nervously pulled at a long strand of her hair. It looked tangled and matted. Why didn't she prepare herself better for today? “...I'll... I'll move if you want me to...”

Edited by Enirboreh on Dec 4th 2021 at 2:44:25 PM

bork

Victor

And here someone was now.

Well.

It'd be good to get to know his new classmates. Keep them from turning on him if they ever found out about certain activities.

And besides! Heroes should have friends.

That's what Cascade said.

"Hello, stranger!" Victor said, offering his brightest smile. "Stay where you'd like, I don't mind." He sat next to her and held out his hand. "Victor Vaughn. Resident genius and lover of SCIENCE!" He shouted the word instinctively. "I'm here to learn to use my inventions for the good of the world. What about you?"

"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."

Class 1 Homeroom - Rebecca Raleigh

Of course today was the one day she overslept, wasn't it? That was just her luck. Her esp bloomed late, she got stuck with the gross medium, and now she was going to be late on her first day!

She checked her gloves for the umpteenth time as she powerwalked down the corridor, grimacing at how people gave her a wide birth. It would be very bad if they weren't secure, after all. Finally, she reached the classroom with mere minutes to spare and... it was almost empty?

Well, whatever. She wasn't late at least. Rebecca tugged nervously on her collar as she tried to decide what the best place to sit was so she didn't... bother people.

Liam - Arrival

Well, here he was. Saint Academy. There was some strong element of Deja Vu here as he walked to class. Almost like he took this route before. Well, it did look at least structurally a little like one of his prior schools. He remembered what happened prior - what led him to this place. His head tilted down, and his hand clenched tight, shaking a little.

"You betrayed everything your family stood for! You betrayed America First, Liam Eckhart. And someone needs to hold you to account!!" Chet Clancy ranted, raved at him, and then moved in to swing a punch. Chet's friends held Liam's hands to keep him from even getting to fight back. It was all set to be a gruesome scene of retaliation...

And then Chet's hand hit something golden, thin, but which may as well have been completely indestructible to him. His hand pressed against it, and the golden sheen rebounded. His fist seemed to fracture, crack, snap and break in more than a dozen places. Small rivulets of blood dripping on to the cement. His fingers were in a state Liam could not even bring himself to look at. Chet was screaming bloody murder. Screaming...screaming, louder and louder.

His friends broke rank and ran - out and away. Chet almost fell over himself running away. Liam was left standing there. Alone. Confused. But unharmed, and alive.

He had raised a hand, and watched golden energy crackle between his fingertips.

When he was brought in for shattering the starting linebacker's hand, his aunt was the only person who stepped in on his behalf. None of the rest of his family cared. Not that he wanted them to, really. If say Junior or Erik thought he needed some help, he'd need to reevaluate what he did to merit their concern.

His aunt called it...Regalia. It skipped the current generation for what Liam thought were obvious reasons.

Nobody recognize me. Nobody recognize me. Nobody recognize me. Nobody recognize me. The door creaked open and Liam stepped inside, adjusting his jacket. Well, it's not like they had much reason to. He wasn't one of the more...camera gluttonous of his relatives.

So this is Saint Academy. Doesn't seem too crazy.

Lucy Livingston

“Victor... Vaughn...” Lucy quietly repeated as she stared up at the boy who'd approached her desk, staring at his hand helplessly for about five seconds before shaking her head and reaching up to take it. Only her ink did first, and she paused to override it so that skin actually met skin as a proper first impression. Accidentally letting her ink take charge in social situations was not something she'd allow if she could help it.

“M... M-My brother's a scientist. A-And— um... [—a-actually no he's a physicist. Nevermind...”- she sighed softly, keeping her grip firm as she shook his hand a few times then shyly pulled away again. “M-My name's... my name's Lucy...? Lucy Livingston... u-um...”

Some of me, anyway...

“...a-are you... excited for— for class...?” she queried, though seemed to regret asking this question when she realised how oblivious it sounded. Nobody got excited for class, right...?

I'm just being weird.

I'm trying my best...

“More people...” she twitched suddenly, the black in her clothes shifting and warbling as she turned to look at the arriving Rebecca and Liam. “... I-I mean... y-you can see that. Obviously...”

bork

Class 1 Homeroom - Lee.

With the clock ticking by and classes starting...soon, Lee definitely didn't seem too concerned as he made his way through the hallways, one eye on the map, the other where he was going, completely oblivious to the potential jeers and remarks for dressing...sharply.

It wasn't...entirely his fault he was late. It had been quite a busy morning so far. And considering how many people were in a rush along with how crowded the hallways were, Lee had to be careful he didn't get caught in a stampede of fellow students and squashed. He'd WANTED to be there earlier, but that'd...seem overeager and rushing there would come across as reckless...impatient, probably childish as he stopped in his tracks.

"...Wait a minute..." According to the map in the guidebook he'd been given...this was the...homeroom? Seemed a little odd, wasn't it supposed to be called a classroom? Either way, the young lad lightly pressed against the door and stepped inside.

"Good morning!"

Lee gave a cheerful grin and wave to those who'd arrived before him, making a beeline to a desk at...the left side of the classroom, about the middle, eagerly grabbing a few books out of his backpack and neatly organizing his desk as he DID have time to spare, happily humming a little in the process.

Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.

Mikael

Mikael had genuinely thought he'd be one of the last people to class. He'd figured that a school for superheroes was going to have a lot of prim-and-proper types. So it was surprising that only a few others were in before him.

He'd strode confidently into class. Six-and-a-half feet tall and muscular, clad in shorts and tanktop. He was notably barefoot, and his inhuman red eyes scanned the handful of assembled students, most of whom seemingly had just arrived themselves.

Labcoat guy was a science-type, probably made robots or something. Pale girl... rail thin, but powers were bullshit. Could be stronger than she looked. Girl covered in dirt probably had dirt powers. Normal-looking guys... who knows what they could do.

Mikael briefly considered all of this, concluded that he could definitely kick the ass of everyone in the room, and casually walked to a seat near the back, sat down, and kicked his feet up on the desk.

"Looks like they stuck me in a class with shorties, huh?" He joked, examining his fingers. His nails were notably sharp, almost like claws. "Hope none of you disappoint."

What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?

Fern Lamb

“Come oh come oh’’ Fern whisper to her self as she tries to go past the sea of students to her class, a sea of humans, when she was been signed up she hope of someone as weird or creepy as her making her feel a form of being normal but that soon faded away as she looked at the crowd of students, there’s no way she could get to her class on time when this.

Or can she, she begins to think about her form and how she can change the shape of it, the sizes of her arms begin to grow using them as a shield to better project herself from the sea and begins to run faster and faster until…

BANG!

Her body slams into a wall face first as her arms go back to normal, she quickly gets up and begin to swim through the sea of flesh until making it to her class, seeing others, others humans, that is when she sees the class looks bright, she takes off her sunglasses to see they have been broken from the wall having her pure white eyes visible, “God save me” She says to herself as she makes her way to the end and takes one of the left decks.

Edited by This on Dec 4th 2021 at 7:14:11 AM

I can do it. For the sake of my master and seonbae…

Victor

"Lucy! Nice name." Victor eagerly shook her hand. "Physics is a science, if you didn't know. Not my field—I do robotics—but a science nevertheless! And as for class..."

He paused. "I don't know. With any luck, this'll go well, but it is entirely possible the teacher will hate me from the get-go." He pointedly did not mention why the teacher would hate him.

Some more people had showed up by now, including a really tall guy who called him a...shor...tie...

"HEY!" Victor yelled, practically leaping out of his desk and whirling around to glare at that person. "I am NOT a shortie! I'm just not done growing yet! I'll get taller!" (This, if you couldn't tell, was a bit of a sensitive subject to him.)

"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."

Liam

"Good morning to you." Liam replied to Lee.

Well, it seemed he had the fortune of not being recognized. And his classmates were definitely an interesting bunch. A shy and really quiet girl, a girl covered in dirt (another spike of deja vu as he looked between the dirt girl and the quiet one), this guy with clearly nonhuman eyes, who seemed to have a pretty high opinion of himself.

He didn't exactly have much experience with his powers aside from some basic instruction by his aunt, but he didn't think he was exactly a light weight. Liam looked at Mikael and shook his head, "For proud people, the fall is often the longest and most dramatic."

Yeah, guy obviously quite seemed attuned to his ego. Though something about the guy still seemed familiar.

Seeing as people were introducing themselves, Liam breathed and decided he should. They'd find out eventually. It'd happen. "...So uh, my name's Liam...Eckhart." Liam stated his last name somewhat more quietly than his first name. It was not something he was really proud of.

Edited by NickTheSwing on Dec 4th 2021 at 7:20:56 AM

A cold gust crossed the hallways of Saint Academy as a young man passed by, moving as if he was dancing. His ears were covered by earphones and it seemed like he wasn't even paying attention to the people around him. Just one step forward at a time, as the days keep going. Life doesn't wait for anyone.

Entering a classroom, his eyes just looked for some comparatively empty seat, even if his face soured for a second at a foul smell, but the calm face came back as quickly. He just nodded at the others and sat down. Maybe peace before class starts will be good.

Carpe diem, I guess

Wake me up at your own risk.

Sue

Suddenly, a loud crash was heard from the window, the sound of broken glass hitting the floor. Leaping through the window was a lithe and muscular girl, screeching at the top of her lungs in jubilation. She landed on the floor with a handstand, vaulting herself into the air and hopping down on what looked to be hands for feet

She was covered in fur from head to toe, the only bare patches being her face and her lean abs. She wore only a skimpy leather brassier and loincloth, her thick hairy coat being more than good enough where she was concerned. She glanced around, stretching her limbs as her long shaggy hair fell against her middle back.

"Hey there, people! Wasn't sure if this was the place, so I did a quick look around 'cept I wasn't sure where to look around so I ran around around the building and then *flew* over the building because maybe everyone was on the roof or something, but there were a bunch of goofy symbols I couldn't understand too so it's not like I knew where anything was, but then I saw all the other kids through the glass thingy so I jumped through the glass thingy. Guess I shouldn't step on that stuff, huh?"

She hopped over to Liam and Mikael, taking particular interest in the muscle-bound blonde with the tanktop. "Oh, wait, we're doing a name thingy?! I wanna do a name thingy!" She held out her hand, not caring who shook it as long as someone did. "Name's Sue, how do you do?!"

Edited by kkhohoho on Dec 4th 2021 at 10:51:03 AM

Enter Yeruslan Khulan, Super Yeruslan Khulan, Ms. Super Yeruslan Khulan

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The bright eyed girl hadn't dropped from highway speeds after leaving the I-5. When she'd checked her watch then she had ten minutes left. Now it was five and the building was just in sight. She had enough time.
She chewed a bit of webbing and spat a string at the door and flung it open, just before she sped in on her bicycle. "Watch out! Beep!" Between making beep sounds and clearly speeding down the hallway on a bike, she found space. Brake. Half-turn, and feet clinging to the ground helped her skid to a stop in front of door number 7. Not going to be late on the first day!
The girl hoisted the bike over her shoulder and kicked the door open. "Hold that mark, dear teacher. Your gorgeous champion, Yeruslan Khulan is here!" She hastily wiped sweat from over her eyes and posed with her hands on her hips. Unfortunately there was no wind anymore, so her cape kinda just lay there. "Thank you for accepting me. I just rode, but I'm ready to go on the bell's mark. For whatever!" she snapped and shimmied and seemed to be ready to go on with that song when the teacher cleared his throat.
"Young lady, you're not on my roster."
"Wha?"
"This is class 7."
"Yes..." Khulan pulled her syllabus out of her pocket. It was a "7." Until she unfolded the thing and the 7 became a clear 1. Oh... "Crapbaskets!" Khulan barely heard the teacher tell her to watch her mouth as she zoomed out and down the hall.

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Less than 5 minutes now. Why did that second hand move so fast! This time she skidded to a stop in front of the room and reverse spun out of her costume. She had time for a simple t-shirt and jeans before her part time job earlier. Annd she was still wearing the apron. Eh, it wasn't bad.
Khulan didn't kick this door. She still swung it open with much more force than necessary. "Gorgeous heroine Yeruslan Khulan, and this time I know I'm in the right class!" She didn't say that to anyone specifically, because the teacher's desk was empty. Maybe if she said it convincingly enough it'd be true, because this had better be the right class.
Khulan carried her bike to a wall by the door and sat her bag on the corner desk near the wall and in the front row. She sat on the teacher's desk, phone out. When else was she going to get the chance to do that? Plus it was the only one long enough to lean on.
"So," she started, laying across the desk and waggling her fingers at the class. "I'm Khulan, Yeruslan Khulan, here at Saint Academy. Hoping for good times!" She knocked on the wood for luck. "And pretend this was my introduction okay?"

Edited by CenturyEye on Dec 4th 2021 at 7:38:23 AM

Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives

Fern jumps from his deck as the monkey girl crashes in and talks about stuff hearing a friendliness from her voice “Umm… Hey” her raspy voice called out to Sue, She pulls her hand to Sue a gloves covering her hands and a hoodie covering her arms and head, and her broken sunglasses showing white eyes looking at her “I’m Fern.”

Edited by This on Dec 4th 2021 at 7:39:52 AM

I can do it. For the sake of my master and seonbae…

Giving a giving a small wave to Rebecca, Lee seemed a little unsure on what to say ...did she not want to draw attention to herself? Maybe it'd be best not to say anything.

And Victor's...rather loud retort to Mikael's remark made the youth flinch and lose focus on that train of thought, Lee simply took the older and much taller student's comment in stride with a smile and enthusiastic optimism.

"I'll start growing up sooner or later, I'm sure! Maybe not as big as you though! And I don't know what your expectations might be, but I'll certainly try my best to see if I can match or even exceed them so I don't disappoint!"

Lee took a few moments to readjust his tie and gloves, making extra sure the arm/bracelet on his left arm was still working as he tilted his head at Liam, especially the last name...but probably for different reasons that he'd expect.

"...? Are you from Germany? That definitely sounds like a last name from around there."

And then, of course...there was that...other...newcomer with the white eyes and rather odd appearance, then the rather loud poorly dressed fluffy monkey girl introducing herself as Sue and Yersulan also trying to show off. ...At least the entrances and introductions stood out as he absentmindedly gave the latter a small round of applause. Well, more like a golf clap.

Edited by TheRealWren on Dec 5th 2021 at 2:16:38 AM

Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.

Mikael

He was sorely tempted to walk over there and turn into his demon form to toy with short-science-guy further, but he settled for an eye roll and a "Yeah, sure."

Then Mikael's gaze flicked over to Liam, and he prepared his own introduction, replete with comeback, when the connotations of the name 'Eckhart' finally clicked in his head.

Then the half-naked monkey girl burst in the window, and Mikael had to force himself to remember what he'd been thinking about a second ago. As the weird bundled-up girl shook hands with the monkey, he turned back to Liam.

"Mikael Freisch." He introduced himself. "Are you related to Myron Eckhart, or is that just an unfortunate coincedence?"

His head twitched slightly at Khulan's entrance, his demonic senses picking up a trace of something strangely familiar. Tainted by the Abyss? Interesting.

Edited by kagescorpionakki on Dec 4th 2021 at 10:44:28 AM

What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?

Victor

"Wh—" Victor's face flushed, and his hand clenched into a fist. "Oh, I'll show you...I'll show you all—"

He stopped, eyes briefly widening in seeming realization...then sighed, unclenched his hand, and sank back into his seat. "Sorry," he muttered.

Then a lot of things happened at once, including several people showing up, one through the window. Victor didn't give them more than a brief wave, eyes glued to his lap.

"Two years of rehab and you're still doing this," he mumbled to himself.

"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."

"Alright, big day, kid. You ready?"

"Think the question's more if they're ready for me, yeah?" Theo responded with a smile as he tented his fingers behind the back of his head and smiled confidently, both he and his brother laughing before Theo's smile briefly disappeared, "So uh, you're the only one who came to see me off, huh?"

Norm sighed, "Look, Theo, we're all very proud of you for getting into Saint Academy, we are, but you know as well as I do being heroes doesn't exactly leave our family time for, well...family very often." He pulled his brother into a one-armed hug, "Now, don't do anything I wouldn't do; I made a lot of mistakes during my time here and I don't want you to repeat 'em; Be careful around the pool, don't trust the woods, and if someone says something about genderbending..."

"I want no part of it, I know I know, you told me your SA stories a thousand times, bro." Theo said as the two brothers shared a laugh.

"Good kid. Now get going, you're already late!" Norm said. Theo nodded and took as Norm waved. "Oh! And if you see Doc Bozo—" Norm called before Theo was out of sight.

"Tell him you said hi, got it!" Theo called back with a nod as he entered the building and rushed off towards his class.

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Theo didn't so much open the door to the class as turn the latch and kick it open, no doubt making a loud, attention getting noise as his shoe connected with the door.

"Ba-BOOM!" He yelled out as he entered the classroom and took a seat nearby Victor. "What's up, world, name's Theo Sampson, how y'all do—" He paused briefly when he noticed Victor's face, taking a moment to try and register where he'd seen it before and his eyes widening when he did.

"Yooooooo...You're the kid from the Super City Mall incident, yeah?" Theo asked him, for once trying to keep his voice as low as possible, "I was there that day happened; priceless stuff my dude, top-tier prank! That look on Cascade's face when she saw you were a kid? I'd pay anything in the world to see that again."

Liam

Liam had thought things were more or less loud enough that his last name had been drowned out. That people hadn't picked up on it or—-or something. But even as he started looking around for a seat, Mikael spoke up. And mentioned dad's name. The game was pretty much up at this rate. No sense trying to lie or get himself some sort of excuse.

An awkward and long gulp, and Liam nodded slowly, twice, and stated while looking at the floor, "Yes."

He then elaborated further, saying rather flatly, "He's...my dad. But he was never really a father to me. I'd count my aunt Cecile as more of a parent to me than Myron ever was."

Liam then felt overwhelmed as a new loud personality exploded into the class. Here he was ready to relax, try to party and get things back into their usual course, and—-geez this guy was loud. So much loudness. Not as loud as home, granted. Dad was always a few steps from another rant. But pretty damn loud. Though admittedly at least this indicated this would probably be a good place for a big, thriving party.

Sue

"Hm?" Sue turned around, hearing a small raspy voice call her name. To anyone else, the girl may have looked a bit... *off.* But to Sue, she was as normal as anyone else, bundle or no bundle.

"Hey, raspy hoodie girl!" She gave her hand a fierce but friendly shake, rattling her wrist like something out of a cartoon. "Don't think I've seen you around! Haven't seen anyone around, but that's on me! But you don't look like a fern. Seems weird to call you something you're not, ya know?"

Victor

Victor forgot how to breathe.

A strangled sound escaped his lips as he choked on his words, and also all of the air in his lungs. He was there. He was there. He should've expected it, honestly, it was a big school, but...

Okay. Well. He could salvage this. This guy thought it was just a prank. (Victor wondered if he'd thought that when all the electronics had him surrounded.) Not a legitimate supervillain attack. That was...well, still not great, but it was a start. As such, Victor let out a laugh that sounded a bit too nervous, but would hopefully suffice.

"Aha...you were there? Didn't know my identity had gone public..."

It hadn't. Cascade specifically said that the true identity of Doctor Infinium was being kept under wraps. But if this guy had been there, Victor supposed he could've seen him after the fight.

Presumably while he was being carried to the ambulance.

Fuck, that had been painful.

"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."

Martin Snow

The young man was under no delusion that he would be the earliest to arrive at the classroom, given that his morning routine involved helping his elderly neighbor get their mail, making sure the neighborhood kids whose parents left early for work were ready for school, and giving a hug to both of his parents. Despite that however he had made frankly spectacular time getting to the classroom, walking into the door and taking in a calm breath. This was the place where his real story would start, at least in his own mind. And it was one he was happy to begin. It was probably a good idea to start off with a greeting like he had to do back in middle school.

"Hi everyone," he spoke slightly loudly, not trying to talk over others but more out of a slight case of nerves. "My name is Martin Snow, I look forward to learning with all of you, and if you need any help feel free to ask." he realized that most people were just talking amongst themselves by this point and blushed slightly realizing that he had probably made a bit of a scene. "And uh...yeah..."

Fern feels the force of her arm swing around like noodle “My father was interesting when he was naming things” She said as she let’s go “Well thanks makes me feel a bit better” before walking to meet the other’s before turning to the new person, she walks to Snow and speaks “Why hello…Snow My name is Fern and well it’s nice to meet you” Fern thinks about his name “So let me guess ice powers?”

Edited by This on Dec 4th 2021 at 8:32:36 AM

I can do it. For the sake of my master and seonbae…