Julian Hunter was just an ordinary guy. That was how he looked upon himself anyway. Granted, girls used to almost swoon at his wavy blond hair, bright blue eyes and powerful, 6 foot plus build, but he wasn't partucularly bothered about that.
He was a fast runner, and had dreams of one day running at the Olympics! With that in view, he was planning to start a course in sports fitness and health at college, and all through the holidays after he left High School he had read up about it and reserched. He was getting excited! He had already won many medals in school and private sports events, and was well on his way to becoming one of the world's top athelites! The night before his first day at college, he went to bed very early, to be ready for the following day.
But what happened that night, he simply couldn't have possibly imagined!
It started with the noise. That was what woke him up. A thin, annoying humming that seemed to be steadily getting louder and louder. He opened his eyes on the darkened room and glanced across at the illuminated clock beside his bed. 2:57 am.
Then he noticed the light...a flickering, blinking glow, steadily increasing in brightness as it reflected off the walls of his room! Suddenly he was fully awake! He sat up quickly, looking round, and his mouth dropped open as he saw a swirling, flickering ball of light, floating at the end of his bed, casting shadows around the room as it spun!
He heard a voice inside his head...quiet, calm, seeming to come from all around him..."Julian Hunter...please do not be afraid...you have been chosen for a great honor...step into the light..."
Was he dead or something? Was this the afterlife? Whatever the case, he felt somehow awed into a state of calmness by the voice and the light, almost like he was living in a dream. He felt he could trust the voice...
Slowly, he stepped out of bed, put on some clothes, and stepped towards the swirling vortex...
There was a flash, and suddenly, his surroundings changed! He was in a large room, stood on a raised platform, with high-tech looking machinery all around! In front of him, off the platform, were banks of computer terminals and flashing lights, looking like something out of a Sci-Fi movie! On the far wall, a huge, panoramic window looked out over...stars...a starfield, and what looked like some kind of gigantic space station, well over 15 miles long, even from the small portion that he could see!
And creepiest of all, among the computer systems and banks of moniters, strange figures moved. They were Humanoid, but not Human. Each one was over eight feet tall, and incredibly slender and thin. Their skin looked like liquid metal, a chromed, mirrored surface that relected everything around them perfectly! Their faces were smooth, featureless spheres.
Logic told him to scream...to run in a random direction and not stop, but again a wave of calmness washed over him, as though triggered from some outside source, and his senses dulled. One of the tall figures was stood at the base of the platform he'd been standing on, and it now stepped forward, bowing gracefully as a voice once again appeared in his head.
"Julian Hunter. Welcome. Please do not be afraid...we will not harm you."
Julian was silent for a moment, then finally found his voice. "Wh...where am I?"
"You are in a very special place." came the reply. "A place for the gifted throughout the universe to engage their various talents and improve, not just their own life, but the lives of their entire species."
Julian was silent, trying to get his head around what had been said, so the creature continued. "We are the Overseers. We are a very old race, and we have set up this school to assist the younger races of the universe to grow and expand, as we have done. We take people from their home planets, people with a special gift in a particular field...mathematics, science...in your case, sports...and we train them here, with our vast knowledge, to acchive their full potential. Once they have learned what they should, they are sent back to their homeworlds with that knowledge, contributing to their societies and improving them."
Julian blinked. This was...crazy! "So...you're gonna teach me to be a world class runner? Hang on, that could take ages...won't I be missed back on Earth?"
The Overseer shook it's head. "We have taken the nessecery steps to avoid that." it replied. "We have replaced you with a clone for your time here. Once your training is complete, you can return, so long as you tell nobody about this place."
Julian shook his head slowly, looking round again. This had to be some kind of whacked out dream, right?
"No doubt you will have many questions." the Overseer continued, beconing him down off the platform. "Come, I will show you to your dormetory. I will answer your questions along the way."
Julian slowly stepped down off the dias and took a step over to the alien, who towered above even his impressive height! The Overseer nodded approvingly.
OOC:
"Welcome to The Institution of Intergallactic Excellence!"
Guidelines:
This is a school RP, with some humour, although it will have a serious side as well. The Institution is baised on a gigantic space station in the center of the Andromeda Galaxy, and is shaped roughly like a gogantic wheel. In the center are the dormetaries, canteens, etc, and the "Overseers Only" areas, like the control room and warping rooms. From there, spokes head out to the various quadrents, each focusing on a particular subject ie. Science, Maths, Sports, etc. Every subject you can think of is catered for, from advanced robotics to dance, from quantum physics to acting!
Alien cultures from all across the universe are represented at the school. At first all seems fine and dandy, as the Overseers are very kind and considerate, and are working for the good of every race in the universe! Nobody could ever suspect them of having an ulterior motive...could they...?
Character Creation:
Anything goes. Obviously no powerplaying, etc, but your character can look like and act like absolutely anything you want! The only rules here are:
*) Characters must specialise in a particular field, like mathematics or something else, that would be the reason for them being brought to the school.
*) Characters must be "school age", ie. Older than kindergarten, but younger than work. Any age between Elementry School and College is fine.
Into your character either arriving at, or already in, the Institution. They could be in a lesson with an Overseer teacher, or on their break relaxing in the canteen or sports center. It's completely up to you.
My character's bio (use this as template):
Name: Julian Hunter
Age: 18
Race: Human
Appearence: Over six feet tall, with wide shoulders and a thin, muscular build. Blond, wavy hair and blue eyes. Currently wearing grey cargo pants with white trainers, a white t-shirt and light blue tracksuit top.
Personallity: Very level headed and thoughtful. Has a good sence of humour, but doesn't always show it. Brave, and loyal to his friends. Somewhat of a natural born leader. Also very friendly, although not particularly outgoing.
Subject: Sports, particularly running.
OOC: OMGINTERESTING. ^^ I'm in.
Name: Nigel Walken
Age: 16
Race: Human, Chinese
Appearence: Not very tall - only 1.67 metres. Has broad shoulders attained from swimming, and an above-average build. Do not be decieved, however - he is really quite strong. He has long, neat black hair that reaches past his ears, and dark brown eyes. Currently wearing his Taekwondo uniform and Korea-made Taekwondo shoes.
Personallity: Can be rash, but is rather analytical about things. Can be humourous, but doesn't talk much to people he doesn't know. Because he is an introvert, he is very devoted to protecting his friends.
Subject: Sports (Excels in Taekwondo, but is a good sprinter and swimmer)
IC post will come in a while.
OOC:This seems Fun!
Name:Call him LV(El Vee)
Age:130(that is college age for his species)
Race:Staz(From the boarder realm of the universe)
Appearance:6'10", heavy set, has human characteristics, green eyes, long red hair, has extra finger on each hand! Wears a belt with two holesters for his Plasmic X-47 Double Rimmed Barrel Blasters!
Personality:Very easy going, cheerful, has a strong sense of humor, and loves to drink intergallactic beverages!
Subject:Sharpshooter! Fast as lightning when it comes down to drawing his weapon, and has only lost one shoot out!
Running short on time so IC will came later!
(OOC: Welcome you two^^ A little more info for you and anyone else who may want to join, and a scene for people to join if they wish.)
IC:
"We have had many students from your planet." murmured the Overseer as they waited on a transport tube for their stop. The station was so big that ultra-high velocity tubes, similar to lifts but traveling horizontally not vertically, were used to travel from one section to another. As it happened this journey was a small one, staying within the main core, but it still took several minutes.
Julian jurned away from the windows, looking out on the smoothly curved white oval of the transport tunnel outside, lit with cool blue lights. "Yeah right!" he exclaimed sarcastically. "I think if someone had been here, we would have heard about it!"
The Overseer looked down at him, it's head cocked to the side. "No, you wouldn't." it replied. "As I mentioned earlier, we give our recruits strict instructions not to tell anybody about this place. It could cause chaos. If they refuse to comply, we are forced to wipe their memory and replace it with the memory of the clone in their place. They no longer become the success they were destined to be."
"Well if people from Earth have come here, how come we don't have all this technology yet then?" asked Julian, sitting down on one of the many seats in the elongated cigar-shaped transport car. "Why haven't we traveled to the stars and set up our own school?"
"Progress must be made a little at a time." commented the Overseer quietly. "To overload a race with so much information could be disasterous. It could cause war, anarchy, the complete collapse of society. Information overload leads to nothing but trouble."
"So what...you do it a little bit at a time?"
"Correct. You will no doubt know some of the names we have trained in this facillity...Plato, Issac Newton, Albert Einstein, Elvis Presley..."
Julien let out a sudden laugh. "Elvis came here???"
"To study dance and singing, yes. We recognised his potential as we did yours. Other entertainers from your planet have been brought here at times too. We are arriving."
Julian suddenly realised the tube was slowing down, and he stood up again quickly. The car came to a smooth halt, and the door in the side slid open. The Overseer stepped out, and Julian followed close behind. They were in a long white corridor, with doorways leading off at various intervals, looking something like a hospital corridor. The Overseer moved down the corridor slowly, before stopping at one of the doorways and putting aslender hand on an illuminated pad beside the door. The door slid open with a quiet hiss.
"Your "dorm"." said the alien, standing aside to let Julian enter. Slowly he stepped through the doorway, looking round in slight apprehension. The room was only small, but it was cozy. Over on the far wall was a bed, seemingly made out of plastic, that looked somewhat uncomfy, but it would do, he guessed. Other furnature included a desk, chair, plenty of cupboards and a wardrobe, and off to the left of the door was a small bathroom area including shower, bath, and something that presumably acted as the toilet. All of it was made in the same white plastic as the corridor outside, a little monotonous, but it did give a clean and bright impression.
"You will have a week to settle in before your classes start." continued the Overseer, still stood outside the door. "Anything you want, from your home planet or otherwise, simply ask the computer and arraingements will be made. A map of the facillity can be found in the computer's database too." The tall figure bowed low. "Enjoy your stay."
With that, it turned and left, the room door hissing shut quietly. Julian stood staring at the door for a moment, uncertain of what to do next! Slowly he stepped backwards and sat down on the bed, thinking...and promptly jumped up again as the smooth plastic shifted underneath him! What was going on???
It took a moment to calm his nerves, but then he realised what had happened. Carefully he put his hand down on the bed, and the plastic moulded itself into a handprint, like thick jelly! He removed his hand, and the print slowly dissapeared, absorbing back into the surface of the bed!
Maybe it wouldn't be so uncomfortable after all!
He looked around the room again, this time more assured. He couldn't help thinking that he should be screaming with fear right now, after everything that had happened, but he couldn't. For some reason...this was just too cool!!!
Well if he was going to be staying here, he may as well take a look around! He moved over to the desk, staring at a large blackplate in the wall above it, apparently a screen of some kind. "Ask the computer" the Overseer had said...could it be they had those cool voice recognition computers like in Star Trek???
"Computer?"
"Computer is active." chimed another soft, flowing voice, very similar to the Overseer he had been speaking to before! The screen on the wall flickered into life, desplaying a light blue screen with some kind of alien symbol on it, almost like a coat of arms!
This was so cool! "Show me a map of the Institution." muttered Jason, leaning on the desk as he stared at the screen.
He tried to memorise it all, but it was way too big. Fortunately, the computer told him that there were similar computer terminals at various points throughout the station, and he need only turn to one of these for aid should he need it.
It was while he was scanning the map that his eyes alighted on the numerous canteen areas in the main core, and his curiosity was suddenly peaked as he thought about the areas. Didn't the Overseer say that individuals from all different spicies were here on the station? He would have the chance to meet real life aliens of countless races?!?And where better to do that, than a place where they'd all be gathering...!
He turned and strode towards the door, out of the room and down the corridor. He would go explotring! This he had to check out!
He entered the transport tube and spoke his destination, and the car set off down the tube at considerable speed! The distance was massive, but the journey took less than five minutes, and before he even realised it the car was slowing down and the door was sliding open once again. He took a deep breath and stepped out, completely unsure of what to expect!
As it was, he couldn't possibly have been prepared! The room was massive, bigger than four soccer pitches joined together! Long tables were scattered across the expance in rows, with chairs of all shapes and sizes, apparently for all races, next to them. Along the far wall were alcoves embedded in the wall, appaerntly food vendors of some kind.
The craziest thing of all, though, was the population! The huge room was absolutely heaving with people, but very few of them looked even remotely Human! There were all sorts...formless blobs of jelly, multi-limbed insectoid creatures, big furry things that looked like they were srom a swamp or something...all of them wondering around or sat at tables, chatting away cheerfully, just like in a canteen at school back on Earth!
For a moment Julian felt like running back to the transport tube and escaping, but no...he would have to get used to this! Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward into the crowd...
LV leaned back and let out a rolling laugh nearly spiling his drink. He sat at table in the back of the room with five others. They had been there almost the entire trip to Earth insulting each other, and telling jokes that would make a mass murderer run and repent! Lv stood up to get him another drink as he chuckled away! As he approached the man running the counter the doors to the run flew open. LV didn't pay no mind as he put his money on the table. He took a long drink and turned around to see a human making his way through the crowd.
LV couldn't resist the urge and yelled out, "Hey look a newcomer! A human at that!"
It seemed that everyones attention turned to the human as they raised their drinks to him.
LV walked over to him, "Hello what's your name?"
TBC
Julian backed away at the large figure's approach...he never found other kids at school intimmidating, but aliens were another story!...but he seemed friendly enough, and he looked reasonably Human anyway. "Uh...Julian." he replied a little hesitantly. "Julian Hunter. And you are?"
"I'm LV of the Staz! I was brought on board a few cycles back. They said something of me excelling at sooting, or shot accuracy, or something like that!" he sets down on a stool, "You want a drink? Here let me buy you a drink! HEY COULD SOMEONE BRING THIS KID A DRINK! While you're at it bring me another one, because this ones warm!" he looks back at Julian, "So tell me why you're here!"
TBC
OOC: IC post be here. ^^ Tell me if anything's wrong.
IC:
"There's no need to shout," muttered someone to LV's right calmly. He turned, and saw a human dressed rather oddly. Then again, they weren't from the same places, and hence, would find each other's usual garb odd. "A deaf man could hear you a lightyear away."
The Asian's look never diverted from his cup; he remained looking right at it, not bothering to turn to look at LV. It was as if he was picking a fight, but LV couldn't detect any hostility at all in the fellow's voice.
Was this his way of introducing himself? LV didn't know, but as long as he didn't want to fight, there was no need to make enemies.
"Hey, relax. I'll buy you a drink too!"
"There's no need for that, thank you."
The man serving drinks laid the glasses down on the counter.
"Here's your damn drink sir," the man said calmly.
LV looked at the glass then back at the man. He gave the man a smile and said, "Excuse me sir, but I didn't order this. I ordered-"
Before LV could finish the man threw the glasses off the table, and they shattered in the floor.
"WELL MAKE YOUR OWN FREAKING DRINK IF IT WILL SATISFY YOU!" the man yelled, "And have a very nice day!"
The man smiled at LV then turned and walked off.
"Well that was unusal," he turned his attention back to the person who told him to calm down, "Ah, I don't believe we've met either. Another day more friends for me!"
TBC
(OOC: Sorry for the delay...giving others a chance to join if they want.)
IC:
By now Julian's head was spinning! So much going on...and this "LV" character seemed rather...overbearing! At least he seemed friendly though...
"You've been picked up by the welcome wagon I see." said a voice nearby. He turned in his seat, looking round at were the voice had come from.
She smiled slightly as their eyes met. "Don't mind him...he's just really friendly." she continued.
She was Humanoid, but not Human! What was the name for them again...an...an...anthromorphic? Apparently she was some kind of animal...perhaps a squirrel, judging by the large bushy tail behind her. Her fur was a brownish-red, and her eyes like two glittering emeralds in a brown mounting. Her nose was black, pointed, somehow cute, and her hair swept back from her head in a long ponytail of dark brown.
Julian glanced back at LV, who seemed to be still in conversation with the other figure that had spoken. "Uh...yeah, I noticed."
The squirrel grinned. "You'll get used to it." She sat back in her chair, making it easier to see her white t-shirt and blue pants made of some kind of plastic. "You're Human right?"
Julian nodded, and she extended a hand, smiling. "This is how you Humans greet each other right? I make a point of trying to learn alien greetings."
He took her hand (not without some trepidation...it felt wierd holding a furry paw...) and shook it, impressed by her thoughtfulness and observancy. "Yeah." he replied. "I'm Julian...Julain Hunter. I, ah, I'm here for the sports training."
"Ianthe Irrin." replied the squirrel, smiling still. "I'm a mathemetition with a special aptitude for computers and programming. Nice to meet you Julian." She stood up, picking up a tray from the table in front of her. Before she left, she paused, looking down at him.
"Oh, one more thing. You've found the "friendly" welcome wagon. I'd recommend you stay on your paws...not all of them are so amiable."
Julian raised an eyebrow, and she continued, clarifying. "Look out for Raxxiz F. He's the campus bully, and has quite a following throughout the various sectors. If he finds out you're new, you'll get the "unfriendly" welcome wagon. I'd keep a low profile till you've been here some time and are recognised if I were you."
She flashed him another smile, then turned and stepped off into the crowd, her tail waving behind her. Julian thought for a moment, staring into the crowd after her, before turning back to the other two people he'd met so far...
OOC: Come on people we can't let this one go down!
IC:
LV's attention wandered off to another arrival in the back. This time it wasn't a human but a DOG.
"What in Dentrick's Hell is going on here?" Lv asked himself not paying attention to anything else, "Why would they bring aboard an Earthly dog?"
It looked like a normal Begale pup, but it spoke in ITALLIAN!
It walked up to the bar and spoke in english, "I'm-a thirsty!" Well almost english, "I would like-a big glass of grape juice!"
"Why not drink they Vivian Wine?" LV asked.
"YOU SICK SADISTIC BASTARD!" he yelled out, "I'm-a Mexican pup from China!"
That bar keep placed drink drink ontop of the pups head, and LV watched him walk off.
"I wonder what his special skill is?" LV asked out loud
TBC
OOC: Believe it or not, that dog will play a role in my character's part!
Wow! This looks really cool actually. I guess I'm joining this. Okay so here goes...
I use this guy A LOT! So bear with me here.
Name:Jet Kabochan
Age:18
Gender:Male
Species: Collarian Weasel
Weapon (if any):No weapons right now.
Abilities:He is very fast and strong. His 5 senses are extremely sensative as well. He also has some special abilities, but he isn't sure of how to use them at all.
Hobbies:Jet likes to keep really active, he likes to run and do sports, especially soccer and basketball.
Quirks:He's very pretty laid back usually, but don't use the term "weasel" as an insult to anyone. That's a sure fire way to get him angry! To start off with, he only sleeps every 10 days, and when he does sleep it's for only 12 hours during the day.
Hieght:He's about 4.5 feet tall so people know.
He has special abilities that he can't use effectivly at all yet. He's hoping to get some help with that at the Institution. His power occasionally comes out in the form of energy balsts without any kind of warning. He doesn't know why this happens either.
Finally, he can't remember a thing from before he turned 8 years old. The fist thing he remembers is a building on the outskirts of a city, and a man in a white lab coat telling him to leave the place immediatly.
Background:He's originally from a planet called Stealk and has come to the institute to learn sports, science and hopefully learn to use his powers.
Motif if this RP (if needed):
Link to picture of character (if one):
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IC: The canteen
Jet was sitting in one of the chairs near the bar and was watching the new comer. "He seems nice enough." He thought as the boy walked off.
Jet has been at the institute for about a month now. He was still getting used to the place but was coming to like it a lot. Especially the weird blue energy drinks they served here. He couldn't place the taste, but that was ok.
As Jet observed some more he watched as the dog was at the bar too. He always did wonder what that guy was here for.
As he sat in the chair he glanced up at the clock. "Guess I should head to class now." he sighed as he got up and headed for his Chemistry calss. It wasn't hard, but the lectures were so looong!
He was about halfway to class when a student came running down the hallway and bumped him causing his drink to spill all over his coat.
"Oh great!" He thought. "They must be late too." he almost laughed as he cleaned his coat as best he could.
Oh well. He had to get to class!
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OOC: Okay. That works.
(OOC: Looks good Jet^^ I'm afraid I do have a particular idea for Razzix...in fact I was planning to intro him in my next post or two, and I'm afraid I don't really think it would work to have him enter like that, considering his character. You'll see what I mean when he's intro'd. Other than that though, it all looks cool^^
There might be one other problem though...this RP seemes to be rather quiet, and I'd kinda given up on it to be honest. It was suffering from lack of people, and all three of us here seemed to have problems with posting regularly at the time.
That being said, I'd still be up for continuing this is anyone else wanted to^^ Egg, Lucia, what do you two think? Hopefully we'll all be in a better position to keep it going now...let me know what you think 
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OOC: I'll post on this if anyone else does. =)
I'm still here. I was almost about to give hope as well when Jet K arrived. Thank you so much! Now I can die happy!
(cries)
OOC:Awesome! Glad you're on board still! ^_^ I'll have an IC after another post. I wanna see what everyone else is doing first. =3
OOC:Guess I'll join. This looks fun. Also do you mind if I make Mobius and Earth seperate fror this? I don't know how you want that done. Don't worry Mobouis will only pop up once in a conversation, just checking to be clear.
Name: Spyker (I spelled it that way on purpose to make it unique, as i'm not good with names)
Age: 25
Race: Echdina
Appearence: Tall for an echidna at 4'1". His fur is a depp red color, with a blue ring around his dreadlocks right before the end of them. Wears a pair of stylish sneakers. Doesnt wear gloves on his hands.
Personality: Friendly, polite, he will talk to you like he's known you for years. He also enjoys parties though he never goes over board. Laid back Can be brave and loyal.
Subject: Music (plays guitar and sings), a bit athletic, and also seems to be good with computers and technology.
Spyker (now lets see if i can spell his name right consistently) was lounging around in a lounge area. A cantina some would call it. He observed a table of five setting around laughing. There was another, a human. A weasel just left the room. Perhaps I should introduce myself he said. Spyker wondered over. "Well hello there. I'm Spyker, an echidna. I hail from the planet of Mobius. you?"
OOC: Who's Spyker introducing himself too? Stupid question, I know, but I'm slow. ^^;
...welcome to the RP FAN^^ Bio looks good^^ You pre-empted one of my ideas actually...Ianthe (The squirrel I mentioned earlier...yes she WILL be coming back) was going to be from Mobius lol. Doesn't matter though, don't change it^^ I may change Ianthe's home planet, then again there's nothing to stop more than one Mobian being on the station lol.
No IC just now...it's 2:50 AM and I'm ill, so I'm kinda uninspired, but I'll try to put in a post tomorrow^^)
EDIT IC:
Okay, now he was officially freaked! A non-anthro dog that spoke??? "I wonder what his special skill is?" LV said, seemingly more to himself than Julian. Julian decided to let it pass and picked up his drink.
"Well hello there. I'm Spyker, an echidna. I hail from the planet of Mobius. you?"
Julian jumped, dunking his mouth and chin in his drink and spluttering as some went up his nose! The echidna raised his eyebrows. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you!"
"Uh, no...no it's okay." muttered Julian, wiping his mouth as he turned to the newcomer. "I, uh, I'm Julian...my planet's called Earth."
"That's right, another good old Human!" exclaimed LV, once again bursting into the conversation like a steam train. "You know I always liked you guys from there. You're so...I dunno, but you're such a lot of it anyway!"
Julian glanced up at him. "Thanks." he muttered, at a loss for anything else to say!
"What galaxy is Earth in?" asked Spyker curiously.
"It's called the Milky Way." replied Julian. "Well, that's what we call it anyway. I don't know if anyone here would."
Suddenly he noticed that the noise level in the room had dropped sharply...in fact, everyone had suddenly gone deathly quiet! He glanced around, and felt his skin crawl as he saw everyone in the room staring at the main doors, their mouths open and their eyes wide! Whatever they were looking at, it scared them! Slowly he turned in his seat, looking round to see the door himself.
Stood in the doorway were figures, about ten of them, of all shapes and sizes! They were all stood around in a group, kind of like a gang, and their various faces wore evil leers and grins!
It was difficult to pick out specific figures from the crowd, because they were all bunched together, but two of them near the front were clearly visable. They were huge, over nine feet tall, and incredibly muscular, their thick, barrel-like six-packed chests showing clearly through their thin black shirts, and their powerful arms and legs visable beneath the short sleaves and shorts they wore! They were reptillian, covered all over in dark green skin, with a pale yellow stripe running down their fronts. Their eyes were a fierce yellow as they stared around the huge room, and their bodies swept back into long, powerful tails behind their backs that twitched occasionally as they moved. The two of them looked so alike they could have been identical twins!
But, for all their fiersome appearence, it wasn't these two that made Julian lose his breath, it wasn't them that made him swallow hard...
...it was the figure in front of them!
He was insectoid, a huge bug, similar to a preying mantis, with segmented body and huge, compound eyes on his head. He was only thin for his proportions, but considering how tall he was that wasn't saying much! His head topped eleven feet, and the long, thin antenna on top extended over a foot higher! He had four long, thin legs extending from the join where his insectoid abdomenm met his body, and four more limbs were attached to his shoulders, one pair disproportionately small, only about two feet long, tipped with two long, slender fingers and a thumb, and the other pair much larger and ending in huge preying-mantis style sickle-shaped claws, each over three feet long, gleaming in the light and razor sharp! Two pairs of thin, membrainous wings attached to his shoulders on his back, and his skin was a dark, brownish-black. He looked around the room quickly, with fast, sharp, insectoid jerks of the head, followed by long pauses.
Julian didn't need to ask...he knew...this was Raxxiz F.
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IC:
Jet was increadibly lucky to have made it to his class with one minute to spare. He wasn't to surprised though. Afterall, part of why he got to come here was his speed. It was easy for him.
He took his usual seat in the middle row and sat by the window. He liked to look through it. He could actually see his home planet from there. It was one of the smallest blue dots in the sky, but seeing it there helped him feel better about being at the Institution.
All he wondered was how his clone was taking care of Amanda(his girlfriend),and Tech. "He better not mess up anything!" he thought to himself.
With that he turned back to the instructor as class was starting now. He felt very out of place still. At 4.5 feet he was the shortest student in this class. Then he saw the subject for the lecture displayed on a strange screen of some sort. It appeared to say, "Atomic Structure" it said.
"Oh! Great!" He muttered. He then prepared for a loooong class today.
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LV looked toward the entrance and saw the strange creatures. He also noticed that it was unusally silent.
"Wow who are thos weird freaks!" LV said outloud, perhaps too loud as one of them looked his way.
TBC
OOC:Sorry if it's short. I'm out of ideas.
OOC:Sorry about shortness as well.
Spyker turned to the one, and then back at the awe-inspiring creatures. Maybe walking over here wasn't a good idea...
(OOC: No worries guys. Partly my fault...I guess there may not have been much there to pick up on.)
The seat on the other side of Jet was as yet unnocupied. The Overseer stepped forward, bowing to the class slightly as his mirrored skin reflected their faces like mirrors in a fairground ride! "Greetings." he started in the calm, neutral voice that was uniform throughout all the Overseers. "Our lesson will continue from where we left off yesterday. Activate your computers and access..."
His flow was interrupted as the door hissed open and a figure entered in quite a hurry, carrying a number of hand-held computer pads under her arm. She was an anthromorphic squirrel, with dark brown fur and sparkling emerald green eyes. she brushed her slightly bedraggled hair out of her face with a hand as she caught her breath. She had obviously been running!
"I'm sorry I'm late sir. Ianthe Irrin...I'm in this class."
The Overseer reached over with a long, slender finger towards the computer terminal on his own desk, running his finger down it as he scanned through the list of names. "You are indeed." he replied, locating the information he needed. "Take your seat, and please do not make a habit of this."
Ianthe nodded and stepped out into the rows of chairs, making for the seat next to Jet. As she sat down, placingher computer pads on the desk, she noticed him looking at her, and flashed him a warm smile, her emerald eyes glittering even more brightly in the light of the sun outside the window!
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Fortunately for LV, the newcomers had not actually heard his comment. Instead, they had other things on their mind.
"Well look here!" exclaimed Raxxiz, his voice thin and high pitched, each sentance beginning and ending in a series of insect-like clicks and chitters. "We have a newcomer among us!"
Julian froze. That squirrel had warned him about this lot! What were they going to do to him???
Slowly the gang stepped through the doorway and advanced across the room. Julian turned back to the table, turning his back on the advancing crowd. He wished he could be somewhere else!
"What's your name, kid?" chittered Raxxiz's voice from behind him. Julian sipped his drink carefully, trying to think of a diplomatic reply, but before he could say anything, another voice spoke! "Uh...Skyar...Skyar Valek."
Julian spun round again, blinking! In supprise, he saw that the gang hadn't been picking up on him, but another newcomer, a young...blob..of...goo...? It looked like it anyway...a blob of green goo with an eye on a stalk and a mouth! It cowered slightly from the imposing figures, staring up at them with it's single eye.
"Nice name man!" exclaimed Raxxiz, and a chuckle went up from the gang behind him. "Hey, can I be your friend? I wanna get to know you bud!" He reached out, batting the blob on the "shoulder" with the back of one of his long claws, the eqivelent to a hearty slap on the back, Julian assumed. The difference in this case was that the blob was nearly thrown clean across the table he was sat at by the force of the greeting, it's skin wobbling like jelly!
"Come on man!" continued Raxxiz, reaching out with one of his smaller arms and grabbing the blob by a long tentacle. "I'll show you around here...let you get to know the place better!"
Another chuckle rose from the assembled crowd as Skyar was somewhat forceably dragged off his chair and towards the door. "That's quite alright, thank you." he murmured as he went. "I thinkI can find my own way..."
"They can't force him to go if he doesn't want to!" muttered Julian to LV and Spyker, watching the party leave. "Why doesn't someone stop them?"
One of the large lizards that had been following Raxxiz suddenly spun round, strifding towards them menacingly! "You say something, freak?" he asked in a quiet, sinister voice, leaning over Julian like a skyscraper!
Julian quickly shook his head. "No, not at all." he replied hurredly.
The lizard stared him down a moment, then suddenly his face creased into a sly smile. "Good." he murmured, reaching out and giving Julian a playful pat on the cheek. Julian swallowed as he watched the long, sharp, curver claws come so close to his eyes, but he avoided moving.
The lizard left, and the entire room breathed a huge sigh of relief! "Okay," muttered Julian, turning back to his drink, "I take back what I said before..."
"Gotta feel sorry for that guy they took." muttered Spyker. "Those "tours" that Raxxiz runs are usually very humilliating, and sometimes rather painful!"
"What?" asked Julian, looking round.
"Like having your head flushed down the waste reclemation unit, for example." muttered Spyker, raising an eyebrow.
"Why don't the Overseers do something???"
"They're rarely around enough to catch it, and even when they do they don't care that much. They'll hand out a little punishment, but nothing major."
Julian took a deep breath as he looked into what was left of his drink. Somehow, he no longer felt thirsty. One thing was for sure, he'd have to steer clear of Raxxiz at all cost!
"Well we never finished introductions." He turned to LV. "Your name?"
OOC:Sorry, short on ideas.
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"Oh hey." he replied. "How are you? I haven't seen you around much. Wanna hang out after class?" Jet asked the squirrel.
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"My name is LV. and I'm going to go to sleep now!"
LV's head fell onto the table and he started to snore. Started to snore way to loud! So loud in fact that someone smashed a glass bottle over his head to wake him up. He bolted up shouting out some of the most colorful language anyone onboard has ever heard before! He rubbed his head and spoke up, "Hey did anyone see that crazy dog earlier?"
TBC
"Afraid not." replied Julian, trying to stifle a laugh. At first he had been shocked by the blow LV had recived, but it seemed that the guy's thick skull would take much more than that to get through it, and now he was laughing at the crazyness of it all! Despite some sinister and downright crazy things in this place, he was actually beginning to enjoy it!
"Say, you guys have any good sports games around here?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "I've been told I have some free time and I'd love to see the sports facillities in a place as advanced as this! Maybe even play a few games of something...what do you say?"
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Ianthe had looked down at her desk again by the time Jet spoke, but she glanced up again, still smiling, although this time a little uncertainly. "I...I'm sorry, do we know each other?" she murmured, quietly so as not to let the Overseer hear.
Spyker smirked "Now that was an interesting introduction. As for sports, was always just ok at them. Never really played muhc of them. Play a lot of guitar though."
OOC: I thought they knew each other if they were in a class together for a month, but... Ok. Umm... I think I can save this post.
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Jet glanced back at her and realized it wasn't who he thought it was.
"Oh shoot!" He spoke quietly. " If you look two rows back, there's a red creature that you reminded me of. I guess she still doesn't have time to hang out with me. I'm sorry. I guess I haven't met you before." He finally said. It was quite obvious that Jet was horribly embarrassed by the mistake, but oh well. "My name's Jet", he whispered." I've only been here for a month so there's still quite a few students I haven't met yet."
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OOC: Okay then. There's a nice little ice breaker. Jet needs more friends anyway. =3
OOC: Oh, sorry, that never occured to me Jet XD lol Good recovery, but if you'd prefare I'll edit instead^^
You've already written the post, so I'm guessing you won't be bothered, but just letting you know the option's there if you might want it.
No IC right now, but I'll update when I can.
OOC: Naw! This is cool. Intros are fun! ^^
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IC: "I'm done after this class, but would you want to hang out a bit later. Maybe we could be friends?" the weasel smiled. He hadn't made many friends here yet, so he was always happy to meet new folks. He missed his home... badly. Especially Amanda and Tech.
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OOC: Okay, so there's a nice little IC. Any problems, let me know. ^_^
"Maybe you'll excuse me," LV said to the new arrivals, "But I have to be going now!"
With that LV up and left the table.
OOC: sorry if it is short!
OOC: yeah I'm still here.
"So..." he turned to Julian, "howes Earth? I've heard its rather interesting. And oh, what are were you brought here for?"
OOC:Having writers block, so pardon the shortness.
Ianthe regarded Jet for a split second, as though considering something in her mind, then she nodded amiably. "Okay, I'd like that." she replied. "You have anything in particular in mind, or...?"
"Miss Irrin, please pay attention or we will be forced to punish you." droned the Overseer from the front of the room. Their conversation had been noticed.
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"Earth, interesting?" muttered Julian. "I doubt it. We like to fight each other, nearly anhialiated ourselves a few times, and just argue a lot amongst each other really. And as to what I'm here for, I'm an athelite...I want to run in the Olympics."
"Hmm must be like that everywhere... No different. Maybe not the arguing quite as much as nearly being annilated. We echidnas live on the floating island, which is quite amazing. I'm here for my ablilty, like all echidnas, with technology. Oh and I play guitar."
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Jet was definatly embarrassed now! He simply looked forward and took out a small piece of paper and wrote on it," Sorry. Didn't mean to get you in trouble. I'll meet you after class. Sorry again." Jet was feeling pretty stupid."Great! I go and get her in trouble and I don't even know her name yet!" he thought."Way to go genius!" With that he just sunk into his chair slightly.
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OOC: That's all for now. ^_^;
"Guitar?" echoed Julian. They had similar instruments on other worlds? "Cool." he replied, grinning. "Hey, think you could show me around a little? I wanna try and learn this place well before my classes start."
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Ianthe read the note, and a slight smile flitted across her face. She looked across at Jet and shook her head slightly, smiling as she did so.
The Overseer began the lesson, drawing out diagrams and charts on the screen at the head of the class.
Suddenly an alarm sounded out in the corridor, and everyone looked up. They could feel it at once, a wierd, light feeling, as though they were suspended in a void. Hand held computers began to float off the tables, lifting into the air without power!
The Overseer stood from his chair, still rooted to the floor somehow despite the lack of gravity for everyone else. "Please remain calm." he intoned in his deadpan voice. "Make your way out of the classroom and down the corridor to sector 28. A head count will be taken there. No pushing."
(OOC: Just this sector where gravity has failed, not all over the station, btw)
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"What the..." Jet muttered as his hat floated off his head. he then felt himself drift out of his seat. "Oh boy!" he sighed as he grabbed his hat and held on his head with one hand.
As Jet began making his way up front he turned to Ianthe about to say something. He never got a word out though. A student from the back used Jet's tail to pull themself forward a bit sending Jet backwards.
"Coming through weasel boy."
"Don't call me that!" Jet replied as he finally made it to the door.
"Just one of those days I guess." he sighed as he caught up with the class.
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OOC: I hope this isn't dead! This is a cool RP man! I'm still in, but who else? =/
